The Mortal's Divine Bottle

He drank “rat poison” to end his life, but instead accidentally awakened the black bottle his mother had left behind. Pour in clear water, and by morning it became spiritual liquid; water a withered plant, and in three days it became a spiritual herb. Cast out of his home, the down-and-out youth Li Yongsheng embarked on a path of cultivation, defying fate itself. But the immortal bottle was no blessing. It was a curse, and its true origin lay in the Divine Realm. Everyone who possessed it died within three years of leaving. His father was dead, and so was the previous owner. Sealed inside the bottle was an ancient being that had been torn apart, and it was awakening day by day. Every time Li Yongsheng used the bottle's power, the seal fractured a little more. Even more terrifying, its other half, the “Azure Flame,” had broken free of its seal three thousand years later. It was now waiting at the entrance to the Azurewood Legacy, bringing Foundation Establishment puppets with it. “Hand over the immortal bottle, and I'll spare your life.” Li Yongsheng drew his Azure Cloud Sword. A four-foot blade aura lit up the golden barrier. “Let it come and take it.” A mortal's obsession, the immortal path's mercilessness. With an ordinary body and a heaven-defying divine bottle, he fights for a sliver of life amid the mortal world, even if the one he must ultimately face is the self awakening inside the bottle.