Qingshi Village, on the remote northern frontier.
Gu Chengyu, a seventeen-year-old hunter, carried his catch home only to find the ground strewn with bodies. All seventeen villagers, men and women, young and old, were dead. His little sister Nian'an had taken a fatal blow for him. As she lay in his arms, she managed to whisper one word: “Cold...”
A foreign cultivator planted a boot on his head and sneered. “A bloodline that once guarded the nation? It was wiped out three thousand years ago.”
That night, his blood traced the shape of a dragon across the snow.
A broken jade pendant awoke, branding the ancient forbidden art, the Firmament-Suppressing National Fate Art, onto his soul. Though only at the Qi Refining stage, he burned his bloodline to drive off an enemy at Foundation Establishment. Then he collapsed, hovering between life and death.
When he woke, he was in the military camp of Chu Tianxiong, a general guarding the frontier.
“Your blood is the answer Huaxia has been waiting three thousand years for.”
This is no ordinary cultivation story.
There are no lone heroes here.
The first thing Gu Chengyu did after awakening was not hide the cultivation art and practice in secret. He handed it over to the state.
Dragon Squad officer Chu Lingxi interrogated him coldly. “Aren't you afraid the state will treat you like a lab rat?”
“I am,” he said. “But Huaxia is the only home I have.”
Here, cultivation meets cutting-edge technology.
Spiritual-energy missiles, talisman drones, spiritual-powered mechs, spirit-gathering reactors: while foreign cultivators still rely on ancient spells, Huaxia has fused cultivation with modern military industry.
At the third layer of Qi Refining, Gu Chengyu joins forces with spiritual-energy missiles to slay a foreign cultivator at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. Technology is no enemy of cultivation. It is Huaxia's trump card.
Here, the nation's fate is bound to its people in the most exhilarating way.
Ten million cultivators draw their swords, and a sword forged from the nation's fate appears in the sky, striking down the vanguard of the Celestial Realm.
