In this steel forest called "Haicheng", Su Yebai lived like a humble speck of dust. He is a poor student at the art college, a deliveryman who works in all weathers, and an older brother who is struggling to pay for his sister's high medical bills. The gears of fate seemed to have already crushed him to the bottom, never to see the light of day.
Until that rainy night, an accident occurred, and a black fragment bought casually at an antique stall, using his blood as the key, opened up an unprecedented world.
When he opened his eyes again, the whole world had changed. A worn-out wooden table had life flowing slowly between its textures; the flying dust was like shimmering energy particles; a fake painting, in his eyes, was full of dead silence and broken lines; and a real antique exuded a calm, gentle and precious light that had accumulated over the years.
He can see the "veins" of all things, understand their essence, and touch the spiritual energy flowing between heaven and earth.
From then on, the most mysterious corner of the ordinary world was revealed to him. What others see as scraps may be uncut jade in his eyes; he can see through the authenticity and repair methods of legendary magical weapons; he can glimpse the core Taoist charm of ancient inheritance from the dilapidated ruins.
An era belonging to Su Yebai begins with seeing the real world clearly. He wants all those who look down on him to look up to the brilliance blooming in his palms.
