[High-energy fantasy | Eastern cultivation | Sect rivalry | Sect growth | Two protagonists standing side by side | One female lead | 1v1 romance | Intrigue and suspense | Ancient mysteries | Power progression | Ensemble cast growth | Strategic battles and counterattacks | Light comedy | Not a mindless power fantasy]
The night the Tianxuan Sect was about to fall apart, its leader, Ai Manman, dripped a drop of blood onto the ancestral tablet.
The tablet cracked, and Nan Fengge, the ancient Demon Ancestor who had slumbered for a thousand years, opened his eyes.
He looked around at the leaky main hall, the empty treasury, and the threatening challenge letter outside. After a long silence, he said:
"I once ruled the world. After my death, this is where I end up living?"
Ai Manman handed him a ledger.
"Patriarch, take a look first. The sect is three months behind on its medicine bill."
And so the Demon Ancestor was forced to become the strategist for a dilapidated sect.
The sect leader scrimps on the budget, protects the disciples, and fends off the other sects at the mountain gates;
The Demon Ancestor, now a lingering soul, digs up old grudges, lays out elaborate schemes, and adds anyone who dares trample Tianxuan Sect to his list.
Others cultivate by retreating into seclusion.
Tianxuan Sect cultivates by snatching opportunities when money runs out, hunting down debtors when bills come due, and making the other side pay up when they can't win a fight.
But as they investigate, they discover something:
It seems Nan Fengge wasn't sealed away because he was too much like a demon.
It was because someone even less than a demon wanted to keep him from waking...
