The young man walked out of Beihuang City and began his journey of monasticism. Along the way, he saw all the love and hate in the world, the witch who was obsessed with the antidote to love, the pink skeleton standing on tiptoes on the broken sword in the mountain orchard, the bloodthirsty madman, the saints who were as good as the gods... The mortal world was boundless, and the young man finally shed his immaturity and embarked on his own destiny.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
