Tribulation of Life and Death

[No heroine, no System, a scheming protagonist, not a wish-fulfillment novel]

Condense blood and Qi, and open the spiritual acupoints of the dantian.

Nurture spiritual energy, and open the source of true essence.

Gather spiritual energy, and transform it into a mysterious river outside the body.

Ning Lan was an unknown disciple of Lingyun Pavilion in the Northern Profound Region, one of the four regions of the Starfall Continent. Six years ago, he was a genius whose talent had astounded the outer sect. But for some reason, his cultivation had not advanced in the five years since. In the end, he had the name of a cultivator but was no different from an ordinary mortal. Was this due to his constitution, or had someone deliberately caused it? No one knew.

Would he spend his life in obscurity, retiring to the countryside at sixty, or defy the Dao and achieve the highest renown? Faced with a promise from someone claiming to be a former powerhouse, what choice would he make?

I have always been obsessed with the Dao, mad beyond reason.

I look up and down, questioning the balance of Yin and Yang, Heaven and Earth.

A million years of plotting and preparation,

all for this day: boundless, eternal life.