[New writer here, please be kind]
In the Age of Declining Dharma, spiritual energy is scarce.
Cultivators who once could split mountains with a flick of their fingers and command the stars with a laugh are now no different from ordinary mortals when their spiritual power runs out.
Before long, the world fell into chaos.
Fortunately, before the ancient Immortal Court collapsed, it built more than a hundred shelters. Alongside the surviving sects, these kept the human race's flame alive.
Ling Fan, who lives in Shelter No. 52, grew up there from childhood and had long since been chosen as a candidate to become its next administrator. But one day, when he awoke as usual, he discovered that the administrator, who was as close to him as a grandfather, had vanished along with the most important spiritual energy converter.
At this critical moment, Ling Fan obtained a System of unknown origin. As he set out to find the previous administrator, he steadily strengthened the shelter and turned it into the vast, splendid home of countless people's dreams.
In the Age of Declining Dharma, who will rule the tides of fate?
I was so dizzy when I wrote that I started writing the next thing before finishing one thing. One moment I was drinking water, the next moment I was out walking the dog!