No Mercy

A male lead, a slow-burn romance, passionate cultivation, and a touch of ensemble cast.

I raise my sword and question the dark heavens: why does the mortal world divide the pure from the impure?

Demon eyes reflect a thousand years of moonlit tears; immortal bones endure ten thousand years of frost.

I once trod the river of stars to pluck the Northern Dipper, and braved wind and rain to slay the giant whale.

Today I lie drunk atop Kunlun, laughing as I point to the clouds drifting past the Jade Capital.

My loyal heart still guards the colors of mountains and rivers; my iron brush still writes the names of sun and moon.

If only the azure heavens would open their wise eyes, then blades would never rise across the universe.