After the Investiture of the Gods, Nezha had lost all hope, only to accidentally fall into another world.
All he wanted was to be an ordinary blacksmith. Who knew that the kitchen knife he casually forged would shatter the Divine King's treasured artifact?
The Divine King begged him to become his master, and the Elf Queen offered him her kingdom, but all he could think about was his old life in the primordial world.
Until one day, a familiar aura rose from his furnace...
Everyone from the primordial world, how have you been?
