Gu Changfeng carries an ancestral little cauldron. One day, his ancestor crawls out of it...
After he kills monsters, the cauldron can even drop rewards: pills, magical treasures, talismans... But not one of them is normal.
"Wait... Wasn't I supposed to turn into a water ghost? How did I become a giant black rat?"
"What do you mean, a ghost-binding talisman? Go bind the enemy! Why are you binding me?"
"What do you mean, a resentment-dispelling whip? If you keep spitting, there'll be nothing left!"
"..."
Throughout his journey, Gu Changfeng doesn't rely on overwhelming cultivation, but on his wonderfully peculiar way of thinking.
"I'm not the one who's wrong. The whole world's style has been crooked from the start."
