He was ambushed and ruined by a cousin from his clan, and nearly met a gruesome end. Like a stray dog driven from home, he fled the clan!
But to his utter surprise, the spirit inside the gourd that accompanied him awakened and taught him the supreme cultivation art.
From that day on, he embarked on the path of cultivation. With a sword in hand, he slays gods when gods stand in his way, and demons when demons stand in his way.
The Central Continent: “I’m no genius. Do you have any idea that ‘genius’ is an insult in his eyes?”
High-level cultivators: “Please, don’t let me run into him. What good is cultivation level against someone like that?”
Peerless old monsters: “I only went into seclusion for a little while. How has the world become full of his legends?”
The mastermind behind it all: “If Yu had to be born, why was Liang born too? There can only be one of us!”
And him: “A puny demon is dead with a wave of my hand. Don’t waste my time on the way to proving the Dao and ascending!”
