A thousand years ago, Liu Xialai was revered by countless people and celebrated by the world. After becoming a god, he could do anything, even command the wind and rain.
Yet a thousand years later, this deity, who called himself the wind's favorite, was fast asleep.
One day, a storybook landed on his head and woke him. Having slept for centuries, he flipped through a few pages to pass the time. After mocking the melodramatic plot, he skipped straight to the ending and finally found out what he most wanted to know: he, Liu Xialai, a true Heavenly Ancestor and god, was stabbed through the heart by the story's protagonist.
Liu Xialai: ...That can't be right, can it?
“If you don't want to die, then go save the world.” With that, the man kicked him out of the Windless Land.
A troublemaker has appeared in the cultivation world. He takes in demons and recruits gods without a second thought, and before long, he's built a force no one can afford to underestimate.
At last, one day, an elder from some unknown sect pointed his sword at the troublemaker's throat. “Liu Xialai, do you have any idea that even the Heavenly Ancestor couldn't keep all these monsters and demons in check?”
Liu Xialai had just managed to get the child to sleep, only for all his efforts to be undone in an instant: ...
They say that elder fled Qifeng Valley in a panic that day, while the person at the center of it all was drinking himself unconscious at an inn.
“What? You say I'm a god? No way. I'm just an extra.”
