Everyone is cultivating "immortality", only Zhang Zitao is cultivating "quan".
He was a handyman from an orphanage, from a poor family within a poor family. In the Immortal Rank Assessment, his combat prowess crushed the sons of the aristocratic family, but he was only rated fifth rank because he had "no connections" - at that moment, he understood one thing: the rules of this world are not for poor families.
So he began to collect accounts, organize factions, and record handlers. What he was waiting for was an opportunity. The opportunity came and he took it.
He falsified accounts, framed political opponents, led demons to kill his own people, and used revenge to purge dissidents... He stepped on everyone's bones and climbed from a handyman to the head of Shushan, from Shushan to the capital, and from the capital to the dragon chair. He became an emperor and an immortal. The world is in his hands.
Then he starts to doubt everyone.
His former confidant was executed by his own hands. His former comrades were exiled and slaughtered. He slept in three different rooms at night, and was searched by the attendants who served him tea. He stood alone in the empty hall and realized that he had been cultivating an immortal all his life, but in the end he had not even become a human being.
When the demon army broke through the city, he finally asked himself a question: What is all this for?
He climbed up from the mud and eventually fell back into the mud. Only this time, there was no one to help him.
