He Bi wakes up to find himself inside the xianxia game he’s played for years.
The good news: he’s inherited the theoretical knowledge of a max-level character and a mountain of gold.
The bad news: he’s lost all his cultivation, the gold is a hot potato, and the seven disciples he personally raised have all gone dark.
His eldest disciple, Immortal Jingxu, hides an iron grip over the Tianyan Sect beneath her gentle facade;
His third disciple, the Pavilion Master of Zimei, controls the cultivation world’s economic lifeline with a smile;
And his clingiest little disciple, Zhilan, has become the decisive and ruthless leader of the Rogue Cultivators’ Alliance, a single sword strike from leveling a mountain.
To stay alive, He Bi hides his name and walks on eggshells.
Until one day, a familiar, icy sword intent locks onto him, and a sweet yet dangerous voice murmurs in his ear:
“Master, I’ve found you.”
He Bi: “...Is it too late to say you’ve got the wrong person?”
This is the story of a max-level “newbie” trying to hide his secret identity and survive the deadly love triangle of his now-corrupted disciples.
