He was once a neither sad nor happy god behind the bronze door, but because of a knife, he became loved and hated by people.
In the thirty-seventh year of the Republic of China, Zhang Qiling broke free from the shackles of the Zhang family's ancient building and stopped in front of an unknown antique shop. In the shop, the black gold ancient sword was silent, but it made him hand over his hundred years.
The owner of the shop, Wu Xi, was mysterious and cold. He had been with him for hundreds of years and taught him sword skills. When he finally got used to this companionship, he dissipated like morning dew and returned to his sword. Only then did he understand that she was the only glimmer of light in his dark childhood, a remnant soul left in the world after the ancient mythical beast Bai Qilin Wanwan dispersed its soul for him.
He traveled all over the world for her to find her origins, and saw her reshape her body with his own eyes, carrying their flesh and blood. He thought this was the final chapter of his fate, but he watched helplessly as she was bitten by the Qilin bloodline, killing two people.
Over the years, he has a group of like-minded friends...
