The Storm Rider

Zhu Shanzhi began training under a reclusive master as a child, learning peerless medical arts and unmatched martial skills.

His master ordered him to descend the mountain and experience the mortal world for three years, laying down strict rules: he must not use his medical skills to save anyone or reveal his cultivation during that time. He must endure every hardship himself and temper his heart.

From then on, a humble food delivery rider braving wind and rain became a familiar sight in the bustling city.

Everyone laughed at him for being insignificant and lowly, making a living in the rain. They gave him a hard time, let the platform exploit him, and treated him with contempt.

No one knew

This bottom-tier rider, looked down on by the entire city, possessed peerless powers capable of bringing the dead back to life and curing terminal illnesses.

On a rain-soaked street, an old man lay dying while Western doctors could do nothing. The silver needle at Zhu Shanzhi’s fingertips held the power over life and death, but his sect’s strict prohibition kept him from using it. He could only endure in silence, watching coldly as anguish consumed him.

The heartless platform withheld his hard-earned pay, the wealthy were hypocritical and callous, and evildoers ran rampant, tormenting those at the bottom.

Again and again, his boundaries were trampled, while life after life hung by a thread.

With the three-year ban on practicing medicine nearly over, all his restraint could no longer hold back his true nature

One day, he breaks the rules, and the divine healer enters the world!

One needle decides life and death; one fist brings the wolves to heel!

Riders across the city stand up for him, while powerful figures from every walk of life thank him on their knees.

Through wind and rain, he journeys across the mortal world. A delivery rider becomes its saintly healer!