The path to immortality is fraught with death, the Great Dao is heartless, and the strong prey on the weak.
He used to be a good-for-nothing. Luckily, he had a rather irresponsible master who let him fend for himself.
His unreliable senior brother was always tempting him to steal their master's wine.
He had a brother who wasn't very warm, but whenever trouble came, he was there for real!
A mysterious ancient jade pendant awakens, holding the resonance of the Dao across the ages and inheriting the legacy of a remnant soul.
From then on, the youth rises from desperate straits and makes his way up from the dust.
Not to become an immortal, nor to become a god.
Only to carve out, in this cold and merciless world,
a way to live with one's head held high, even for the weak.
Each step brings withered growth and renewal; each kill proves the Dao.
In this life, my fate is mine to command, not Heaven's!
