Wu Yin was born with the deadly fate of the “Five Yin Aligning with Destiny,” and his family cast him out as a harbinger of disaster.
On his eighteenth birthday, he sits alone in a cheap rented room and quietly divines his own death calamity.
He has just drawn a protective formation in blood when a cool voice knocks from outside: “The Lin family of the Imperial Capital begs you to save our grandfather.”
Wu Yin looks at the line of limited-edition luxury cars and the stunning beauty outside. A bead of blood rolls from his fingertip, and he smiles faintly. “For payment, I want half of your family’s fortune.”
He has no idea that pairs of beautiful eyes are already watching him from the shadows, burning with anticipation, waiting for the true dragon to emerge from its depths
And in the city’s cultivation world, the divination he performed tonight quietly sets the winds of change in motion...
