Qinghe, the Wandering Immortal

They laughed at me for having no sect or school, and mocked me for inheriting an incomplete legacy.

They stole my opportunities, cut off my path to immortality, and treated me like an ant they could trample at will.

But they all forgot that wild grass cannot be burned away, and cold winds forge an unyielding spirit.

The rogue immortal Yi shall make his life a flame, burning away the injustice of these nine heavens...