"I bet your gun will jam!"
The child of fortune, the reformists' top enforcer, the last ancient beast, Schrödinger's cat, a remnant of the old era, the source of calamity, the Thirteenth Order, the boss of Paradise, the elven prince: Li Tianzuo.
The day before Li Tianzuo's birthday, his wife was gone, his house exploded, and the orphanage where he had lived for years was blown up too.
Just as he was about to go up in flames himself, he acquired his own golden finger…
But every gift fate gives comes with a price attached.
To survive, he has no choice but to enter the dangerous world of cultivators.
The pure-blooded golden clans command the twelve orders of heaven and earth. The silver great demon clans stand apart from all others. The alloy-blooded clans possess skills beyond compare…
Li Tianzuo dons a divine Nuo mask.
In his left hand, he holds King Wen's drum.
In his right hand, he holds King Wu's whip.
Little fairies flutter behind him.
Cool, aloof elves stand at his sides.
"The sun sets in the west~ night falls~~~~"
"Every household~ shuts its door~~~~"
