When Lu Chuan, a hundred-household officer of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, received the emperor's order to travel to the far northern continent in search of the former residence of Ge Xuan, the Antarctic Immortal Elder, and his immortal relics, he was betrayed by his own subordinates while successfully making his way back.
The inexplicable betrayal left him utterly stunned, but gravely wounded, there was nothing he could do.
As he lay in the snow waiting to die, he failed to notice that the mysterious pill hidden against his chest had grown legs and slipped straight into his body.
Just as he thought he was about to die, a strange organization came to his rescue.
“Demao people, Sand Scorpions, Mongols, even Persians and Ottomans, as well as scoundrels who fled the Celestial Empire.”
Newly awakened, Lu Chuan stared in astonishment at this motley group, whose members differed greatly in appearance and build, and some of whom might not even speak the same language.
He could hardly imagine how these people had managed to gather together without fighting, especially when some of their homelands were still at war.
Still, that wouldn't stop Lu Chuan from relying on them to return to his homeland and uncover the conspiracy behind that shameless betrayal.
He would also take back the immortal relic they had been searching so desperately for from those damned traitors.
[Alternate History] [Fantasy and Xuanhuan] [Fighting Spirit] [Eerie]
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