I Only Wanted to Be an Honest Provincial Graduate

Zhou Su, courtesy name Zike, was born to a poor family and wanted only to earn honors through his writing, cultivate himself and his family, and bring peace to the realm. He was simply on his way to Tiandu Commandery to sit the imperial examinations when bandits seized him along the road.

With his life hanging by a thread, he roared in fury. His dantian trembled, and a wisp of righteous qi burst from his body, leaving the mountain winds stunned.

From that moment on, there was no turning back.

He wielded his brush like a sword and his prose like a blade, cultivating the Confucian Way and seeking enlightenment on the path to immortality. On this continent of mighty qi, sects stood everywhere and undercurrents ran through the imperial court, while cultivators and ordinary people alike struggled to survive.

With nothing but a heart full of righteousness, he embarked on the path of cultivation, all for the sake of the conviction that had first guided him:

“To establish the heart of the world, and secure the lives of its people!”