Cut and Come

Everything in the world has its own threads.

Chen Mo was an aimless servant disciple of the Dust-Severing Sect until a rusty pair of bronze shears cut his finger. From then on, the world looked different to him.

Gray threads on pills were impurities. One snip turned a ruined pill into a perfect divine elixir.

Blue threads on cultivation techniques were flaws. One snip turned a fragment into an immortal art that pointed straight to the Great Dao.

Black threads on living beings were sins; golden threads were fortune...

While others cultivated by pushing themselves to the limit, Chen Mo cultivated by “subtracting.”

Hidden in the mountains, he snipped his way to an invincible army of spirit beasts and cut the shackles of fate from a peerless blind woman.

He had only wanted to live quietly and tend his fields, but the tangled karma of the mortal world would not leave him alone.

The favored child of fortune is arrogant and overbearing? One snip, and your heavenly mandate is severed!

The Immortal Court of the Upper Realm treats all living beings like ants? One snip, and I'll cut through the laws of space, cross the sea of stars, and storm the thirty-third heaven!

When demons from beyond the realms descended and the world faced annihilation, Chen Mo stood atop the sea of stars, holding the Dao artifact known as “Judgment.”

“The Heavenly Dao is flawed, so I shall cut it true. The human way is full of regrets, so I shall set it right with my shears.”

With this cut, I'll sever the river of time stretching across the ages and carve out a sliver of hope for all living beings!

Snip!