[Ensemble cast] [High Martial] [Wuxia] Heaven and earth are a ledger. Everyone's fate is written in it.
Zhuang Xiao is a young Daoist from the Shiyi Temple. The wooden tablet on his chest is the only clue to where he came from. When he was sixteen, his master passed away, leaving behind an old ledger he'd kept for a lifetime: a dou of rice given to someone during a drought, a burial arranged for someone in a snowy year. Every entry recorded a debt of kindness.
The old man was gone, but the ledger remained. With it tucked under his arm, Zhuang Xiao left the mountain to collect his master's final debt.
Along the way, he meets a little monk who can't stop saying "I can't quit," an old monk who has carried a shoulder pole all his life, an impoverished swordsman buried in debt, a fiery red-robed junior sister, and a well-informed wanderer who runs a teahouse but never charges a cent... From the imperial court to the far reaches of the martial world and the depths of immortal mountains, every place is full of accounts, every entry concerns a person. The martial world's IOUs, the court's cooked books, the immortal mountains' old debts: all are waiting for him to reconcile them, one by one.
Only when the divination disk can no longer calculate his fate and the heavenly register can no longer find his name does he realize that he is the only "person beyond the numbers" between heaven and earth.
At the end of the heavens, an ancient dream that has slept for eons is about to awaken. The Kunpeng spreads its wings, the long night is about to fall, and some want to turn the page, some want to collect what's owed, and some want to settle the world's accounts once and for all.
Zhuang Xiao puts away his abacus and tucks the wooden tablet close: If you want to collect from this world, you'll have to get past the ledger in my hands.
This is the story of a young man demanding justice from heaven and earth. Only when every account is settled can a person truly understand how to live.
