Once, There Was Mount Fuxian

Nineteen years ago, every lotus in the Divine Temple of the Daoist Order suddenly bloomed overnight.

From that day on, the world had one more utterly unremarkable baby.

Nineteen years later, Li Fenglian grew up at Fuxian Temple, spending each day on the streets telling fortunes and reading faces, scraping by through scams and swindles.

Then, after one demon hunt, this notorious rogue of the highest order unexpectedly discovered a secret that did not belong to this world!

To stay alive, Li Fenglian had no choice but to embark on the path of cultivation, becoming a scoundrel sword immortal against his will.

Many years later, Li Fenglian held a sword, drank wine, and hummed a delightfully vulgar little tune.

Alone, with sword in hand, he stood beyond the Gate of Heaven, facing down the gods and Buddhas filling the skies.

“Everyone up there, could you all come at me together? I’m in a bit of a hurry!”