At the dawn of the universe, the only relationship between species was eating or being eaten.
You were either prey for someone else, or a hunter who ate others.
Then the universe exploded, and some people seized their chance to rise to the top. From that moment on, the world's rules were no longer simply a matter of hunters and prey...
Do you think sword cultivators are paragons of righteousness, soaring through the heavens on their swords, unmatched?
Do you think warriors with blades are chivalrous and loyal, free to roam the martial world and conquer all?
Do you think alchemists are the center of attention, adored by all and leaders of every path?
But have you ever considered that these admired and envied figures are really just fish in someone else's pond?
Little fish eat shrimp. Big fish eat little fish. And the biggest fish end up on the dinner table.
Even so, some little fish refuse to give in. They climb higher and higher, trying to flip the table.
I, Jiang Yike, am one of them.
[Traditional Xuanhuan, No System, Slow-Burn, Also known as I'm Not a Master Chef]
