My soul is the strongest fire and the darkest candle in this world.
My name is Chen Qiyue, and I was born to live as long as an extinguished red candle.
They said that I was a "child born in the dark", and that my life was like a candle in the wind, and I would not survive as long as a weak crown.
Until that night, when hundreds of ghosts attacked me, I lit it with my own hands in desperate situation—
The candle was lit, burning away the evil spirits and illuminating an unprecedented dead end.
It turns out that my path of spiritual practice does not lie in the cave or the blessings.
And where no one dares to set foot - the burial soil, the ghosts, the mountain of corpses, and the sea of bones.
While others practice Qi, I burn my soul into flames;
While others wield swords, I hold a candle;
Others ask for immortality, but I just ask that when the next dawn comes, my soul will not be burned out by this candle.
I hold a candle and walk on the boundary between yin and yang. What I save are the souls of the dead, and what I see is the human heart.
The tears and sorrow of the senior student in red, the thousand-year-old grievances buried under the old building, the cold truth behind urban legends... Are all revealed under my pearly light.
But when I followed the candlelight and walked step by step towards the source of this strangeness, I discovered,
This seemingly weak red candle in my hand actually lit up the entire...
