Late at night in Jiangling Antique Street, a hundred thousand people suddenly poured into Lu Chen's live broadcast room - all because the bronze tripod in his hand was dripping blood. He is a loser who was expelled from the spiritual family and can only make a living by appraising treasures in front of the camera. Tonight, when he appraised a piece of broken jade, the live broadcast room was instantly blocked: the jade contained evidence of rebellion enshrined by someone from the Taoist League, as well as a murder in the court three hundred years ago. After merging with Broken Jade, Lu Chen saw the truth and gained the ability to plan thousands of miles. From then on, every ancient relic was part of a conspiracy; every person who came to him to appraise the treasure had an ulterior secret. Those practitioners who were once aloof began to kneel in front of his camera one by one, begging him to stop. They thought he was still the trash that could be thrown away at will. But Lu Chen knew that this time, he wanted the entire Dao Alliance to be buried with his dignity. ; When the enemy besieged his dilapidated studio, he released a group of trouble-making contract beasts to steal all the opponent's fans. Every step is frantically testing the edges of the rules, and every battle gives the Extraordinary Administration a headache. But when he was about to reach the top of the Rising Stars list, he found that his emotions were rapidly passing as his level increased - the face of his mentor began to blur, and the laughter of his companions became distant. Want strength, or retain humanity? Lu Ran looked at the contract in his palm and smiled: "I want it--all of it." But the next warning from the dragon made him feel cold all over: "Sir, your contracted beasts... Seem to be out of control."
