[The blurb can’t do it justice, read the novel]
No romance, ensemble cast
The Heavenly Dao orders a five-person team to get to work: train the children of the Heavenly Dao.
But someone on the team is always itching to go out and have fun.
Zhuge Lingming: Games, zombies, vacations, gods, bring them all on. I’ll take them all.
Ouyang Yu: Why should I be the one who has to stay behind?!
Fu Suixin: I wanna play.
Mo Juanyun: Be serious.
Suomuyue: Hehehehe.
Most of the students think their instructors are just five exceptionally talented brats. Only a few know how powerful their instructors really are.
When that day finally comes, the five-person team will begin their path of revenge.
Their enemies are far stronger than they expected, and have the numbers on their side.
But the five aren’t pushovers, either.
Zhuge Lingming: “Hey, isn’t that so-and-so? What are you doing here?” Then he raises his flute and takes on a million-strong army all by himself.
Ouyang Yu: “You really think I’m a pushover? What kind of trash are you to come barking on my turf?” He charges through the enemy ranks, wielding every weapon from swords and spears to halberds and lances.
Fu Suixin: “The hall is filled with the fragrance of flowers and three thousand guests; one sword chills fourteen provinces. Let’s see if I can blow you scum to bits.”
Mo Juanyun: “All Dao Envoys, heed my command.” He controls the entire battle alone, adapting to every situation.
The strongest support, Suomuyue: “No one dies while they’re in my hands.”
The students: “Instructors, you’re only twelve! You’ve been secretly evolving behind our backs!”
But they have no idea
what stories these children carry,
how, in a different world, they think of home every night,
how they long to reunite with their families, though they are forever separated by death.
The secrets are about to be revealed, and the past brought back to light.
