In the ancient Primordial World, gods and demons coexist, countless races stand side by side, and the power of the “Source” sustains heaven and earth.
Feng Mian was once a modern novelist. He wakes up to find himself the ruler of heaven and earth, with a bloodline connected to all things.
He just wants to lie flat, but gets dragged into a conflict. When Yunxiu and her daughter fall ill at his doorstep, karma quietly binds them together.
Then he unexpectedly gains a golden finger: whatever he writes with his pen becomes real.
He writes “the pursuers lose their way,” and the enemies spend three days chewing on wild greens. He writes “Xiaoya calls me Dad,” and his daughter really does tug his sleeve and ask for candy.
While others cultivate bitterly for a thousand years, he strolls around beating monsters. Saving the world is as easy as cooking, and warmth itself is the Great Dao.
While everyone else fights over power and profit, he plays with his child and protects his wife. A single page of his draft can reshape heaven and earth.
With his pen, he determines the fate of all creation; with love, he writes eternity. In the end, he will write a legend of his own world.
