The world has changed, and spiritual energy is dwindling. Li Xuan, the last heir of the Daoist sect, possesses an innate cultivation realm. Yet as his master passes away, he is bound by a strange vow: once he enters the secular world, he may only tell fortunes and read divinations, and must not reveal his true martial arts unless facing certain death. Bewildered, he descends the mountain with nothing but an old jade pendant, thinking it will be an ordinary journey of spiritual refinement in the mortal world.
In a forest outside the city, danger strikes without warning. To save a beautiful woman being hunted, Li Xuan boldly breaks his vow, uses himself as bait, and faces down bullets that could kill him. The instant blood drenches the ancestral jade pendant, space and time shatter and the Daoist archives open. Fragments of memories from nine cycles of reincarnation engulf him with overwhelming power. When he opens his eyes again, a hundred years have passed. Skyscrapers rise everywhere, and spiritual energy has dried up like a desert.
In the wilderness, he meets her: Ye Zhuqing. Her face is identical to that of the woman who gave her life to protect him a century ago, but her gaze is strange and distant. When he tries to divine the secrets of fate and uncover the mystery of his identity, a terrifying backlash strikes. After she saves him, he learns that the woman he once saved was her great-grandmother, and that the Daoist temple has long since vanished into the dust of time. To find a place in this unrecognizable world, Li Xuan has no choice but to enlist in the military through Ye Zhuqing’s recommendation and obtain a legal identity.
The military camp is governed by strict rules, and modern guns are cold and unforgiving. Once a prodigy of the Daoist world, he is now a raw recruit. When the instructor’s roar splits the training ground, “Even immortals have to hit the dirt when bullets start flying!”, Li Xuan silently raises his gun. The instant his finger closes on the trigger, the bullet that changed everything a century ago comes whistling back with the chill of reincarnation, tearing open the seal on his memories. The one who fired that fatal shot was none other than her great-grandmother, Ye Zhiqiu! The fate binding them through nine lifetimes unfurls, as Daoist arts and supernatural powers collide violently with the torrent of modern warfare.
Not bad, overall good.