I Have a Fateful Connection with the Heavenly Court

Isn’t the Celestial Court supposed to be in the sky? How did it get buried underground?

Zhang Mo was just a third-layer Qi Refining cultivator who gathered medicinal herbs.

He had no connections, no master, and no extraordinary spiritual root.

One day, he went up the mountain to gather herbs, missed a step, and fell underground.

Beneath the earth lay an ancient Celestial Court that had collapsed countless eons ago.

Yue Lao had only one breath left. Lei Gong and Dian Mu had been struck by their own thunder. Nezha had been pinned down for eternity by divine fire nails. Chang’e was frozen in a place where the moon would never appear.

The heavens had long since changed hands.

The usurpers who ruled the new heavens rewrote history, erased the old gods, and deceived the Three Realms for countless years.

All the old gods were waiting for one person.

Waiting for someone who could break the seal on the old heavens.

And that person turned out to be Zhang Mo.

Save one, and one awakens.

Every old god he rescues makes the flames of the old heavens burn a little brighter.

The new heavens say, “The remnants of the old heavens must die.”

Zhang Mo has only one thing to say:

“Fine. Then I’ll rescue every last one of them.”

Starting underground, he fights his way up.

All the way to the heavens.

“I’m just an herb gatherer.

But it seems I really do have a bit of a connection with the Celestial Court.”