I was once the most insignificant speck of dust in the world of cultivation, with mediocre talent and a difficult path ahead. I was about to disappear into the vast sea of immortal cultivation. Then, an accident led me to inherit the legacy of an ancient spirit medium. With a divine brush in hand, ink flowing from its bristles, I gained the power to turn the world upside down.
"With a brush in hand, I dare sever the paths of yin and yang. One stroke can stir the waves of the four seas." The cultivation bottlenecks that once plagued me were easily overcome with a sweep of my divine brush. The demons and ghosts who had once bullied me were reduced to wandering souls when a drop of ink fell. In the name of the new spirit medium, I walk the Three Realms. My ink can subdue a thousand ghosts, and my condensed soul can build a prison for ten thousand demons. No evil lurking in the shadows can escape the point of my brush.
The road to immortality is long, but I am no longer an ordinary cultivator drifting with the tide. I judge the rise and fall of the Three Realms, and paint the light and darkness of the heavens as I please. Wherever my divine brush reaches is where justice lies and the Heavenly Dao is revealed. From a lowly cultivator to a new spirit medium whose name shakes the four seas, every step I take follows the immortal path laid out in ink, as I write my own legend stroke by stroke.
If you ask where to find the name of an immortal, look where the brush points: that is the Heavenly Dao. This is the spirit medium's oath, and the direction I follow. Watch as an ordinary cultivator wields a divine brush, subdues demons, and stabilizes the Three Realms, leaving a bold stroke across the world of cultivation and ensuring that the name of the new spirit medium lives on in the annals of immortal history.
