A bolt of lightning tore through the memory seal, and Si Moyuan, who was a top agent in his previous life, was reborn in a world of cultivation full of aura and magic with a soul fearless of life and death. When he opened his eyes, he had become a new student in the Cultivation Academy with mediocre qualifications. There are no familiar guns and smoke here, only the unknown civilization of cultivation.
In his past life, he traveled through life and death, but in this life, he vowed to change his fate against the will of heaven. Even though he started at the lowest point, he was determined to overcome all difficulties and reach the top. When he first entered the academy, he was completely unfamiliar with meridians and elixirs, and even the basic sword-handling skills were extremely difficult to practice. But he was Si Moyuan, and he had perseverance engraved in his bones. While others practiced for a while, he worked hard all night; while others gained glory through talent, he relied on wisdom and sweat to make progress step by step.
Facing Dongfang Ling's provocation, he sharpened his skills in battle; in Lingyue's medicine garden, he found the vitality for growth. He was not a natural genius, but he used his mortal body to write legends. Qin Shuangyue's cold eyes ignited his passion; Yun Yifeng's company strengthened his belief; Xuan Jizi's guidance allowed him to get a glimpse of the road.
His black costume was stained with dust and blood, and the dark silver patterns shone with starlight, reflecting his never-say-die heart. Destiny is like a chess game, and he wants to be the chess player who dares to overturn and start over. When former enemies become close friends, herbalists uncover ancient mysteries, and the truth about the world of cultivation gradually emerges... An ultimate question lies before us: If power eventually comes to an end, why do people fight?
