Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Court fell, and the gods perished.
I, Zi Donglai, the last god in the world, was afflicted by an evil curse and burdened with karmic debt. After ten thousand years of reincarnation, the weight of my karma left me hunched over, hiding away in a cave just to get by.
I thought my life would go on like that, until a red-robed female emperor fell from the sky, gravely poisoned. Somehow, I became her “antidote.”
Afterward, she tried to kill me to cover her tracks, only to discover that without me, her poison wouldn’t fully clear and her cultivation wouldn’t advance.
She said, “From now on, every month on the fifteenth, you will help me cultivate.”
I said, “...Could we negotiate who takes the lead?”
She said, “The sovereign must not be insulted.”
Fine. You’re the female emperor, so you call the shots.
But just wait until I recover my divine power...
Today you treat me with disdain. One day, you won’t be worthy of me!
