I was in charge of tending the furnace at an immortal sect. Because I couldn't read, I burned the Ancestor's demon-sealing talisman as firewood. That night, ten thousand demons broke free from their seals. The nine-tailed demon fox Bai Jiu grabbed me, the culprit, but then declared me the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons on the spot. In three thousand years, I was the only one who could tear the talisman, yet I was just an illiterate who couldn't even write his own name. Bai Jiu said she'd help me get used to the role, but I can't shake the feeling that her gaze hides a greater secret. What crimes did those sealed demons commit all those years ago?
