When Mo Yuan woke up in the dust of the family altar, he had no idea that he had touched the contract that had been sleeping for thousands of years. The flaming figure slowly opened its eyes and looked at this human boy with low spiritual power indifferently. She is Luanhuang, a queen beast with ancient divine power flowing in her blood. She is too noble to be blasphemed.
He was once the most shameful name in the Mo family. He was born with weak spiritual power and was ridiculed by his clan members as "a black robe with no soul." But fate always cracks a light in despair. An accident allowed him to step into the forbidden area and unlock the chains that sealed her. At that moment, Mo Yuan's fate was intertwined with Luan Huang's, and the road to mastering the beast began.
When they first met, she dismissed him; but with his tenacity and sincerity, he knocked at her cold heart little by little. Every failure is a springboard for the next leap; every cold look turns into motivation for him to move forward. They fought side by side, from the wilderness to the sect, from shadow to light, the noble beast and the wasted son actually became the strongest partners.
However, growth always comes at a cost. The elder Xuan Feng, who had suppressed him in the past, began to face up to this young man who had been despised, but he also pressed harder because of his position. Mo Yuan must choose between glory and loyalty, and weigh between strength and original intention.
When a soul that was once regarded as a waste, controls the god-like queen beast and stands at the pinnacle, can the boundary between humans and beasts still be clearly delineated? How should we define strong and weak?
