[This story is entirely fictional]
At the end of the Eastern Zhou dynasty, the realm fell into chaos. The feudal lords fought among themselves, and the people suffered terribly.
The mighty Xin dynasty forced the Son of Heaven to his death, seized the Nine Cauldrons, and ended the Zhou line.
They simply overlooked the cauldron beyond those nine.
And beyond the treasure cauldron was a ghost banner.
By an astonishing coincidence, the treasure cauldron and ghost banner both fell into the hands of one young man!
Or was it all destined to be?
I hold a treasure cauldron in my left hand and a ghost banner in my right, and you call me a rookie?
Go on, hit me, curse me, torment me, humiliate me!
That's exactly what I'm hoping for.
I'll take your strength, absorb your aura, and strip away your soul. I am
Li Chou, a name you've never heard before.
All who oppose me will grovel at my feet,
because that will be the best choice they can make.
I won't make a move.
Because once I do, blood will flow like a river.
I was an ordinary man in this world, yet somehow I soared through the nine heavens.
A descendant of Chiyou? The Evil Emperor's true form?
No!
I was born kind, whether on the righteous path or the evil one.
