In this world, where the Heavenly Dao is unjust.
Some choose to submit.
Some choose to resist.
And Lu Qing chooses to live carefully, counting every last detail.
He is no genius.
With four spiritual roots, a false spiritual root, his cultivation is slower than a snail.
He has no backing.
An orphan of the Lu Kingdom, he clings to life in the shadow of the Qi Kingdom.
He has only two things:
A piece of broken jade, hiding the truth behind the fall of his country.
A simulator that can preview millions of possibilities.
Every simulation is a death.
Every death brings a chance to survive.
He feels his way through the darkness.
He lays plans in desperate situations.
He strikes back under oppression.
“Sometimes, the line between hunter and prey is blurry.”
When a game of cat and mouse becomes a fight to the death.
When false intelligence becomes a real killing move.
Lu Qing finally understands:
Being alive is a war in itself.
