Xu Zhou was taken to the mountains to cultivate when he was a child.
Xu Zhou possessed cultivation talent unmatched throughout history.
Xu Zhou championed justice, subdued demons, and banished evil.
…
Even he couldn’t figure out which one was the real Xu Zhou.
A master with lofty ambitions who would stop at nothing to achieve them,
a father who cherished family but let him drift outside for twenty years,
a full-blooded brother, bound to him by the closest of ties,
a beloved who stayed by his side, their bond unbreakable,
a leader who was both mentor and friend, and who cherished and protected him,
There are too many uncertainties along life’s road, and too many life-or-death choices along the path of cultivation. Who truly cares for him, and who is only pretending…
This is a heartwarming story, and a cruel one as well…
People aren’t plants or trees; who can be without feelings?
Even cultivators can’t truly cast aside love and emotion, can they?
