[Mortal’s journey, fantasy, traditional cultivation]
Chen Fan was born without a spiritual root, and everyone in the sect treated him like dirt.
When the food in the servants’ quarters went bad, he had to eat it first;
when an outer disciple’s shoes got dirty, he had to scrub them on his knees;
even the guard dog dared to bark at him.
But no one knew that the black bead his parents left him concealed a secret of eternal life so precious that even an Immortal Emperor would go mad with greed for it!
While others competed for spirit veins and fought over opportunities in plain sight, he swallowed the chaos energy inside the bead in the woodshed;
while others laughed that he was a good-for-nothing who would never rise, he secretly trampled every person who had bullied him into the dirt!
At the sect tournament, he played the pig to eat the tiger, striking down the genius at the top of the rankings with a single sword;
when calamity struck the mortal realm, he rose against the odds and faced an ancient ferocious beast with nothing but his mortal body;
the secrets of the Middle Realm, the mysteries of the Upper Realm... Every conspiracy would be laid bare beneath the light of his black bead!
“You say I have no spiritual root?”
The black bead turned at Chen Fan’s fingertips, purple light shooting into the sky. He smiled at the Three Realms:
“Then I’ll use this mortal body to shatter the highest heavens, and make the Myriad Worlds remember the name Chen Fan!”
