This is a cannibalistic world.
Inside the high wall, the steam never stops day and night, and the fire feeds the lifeblood of the dynasty; outside the high wall, the people under the chimney exchange flesh and blood for a mouthful of food, martial arts training is squeezed out of inspiration, transformation is marked with quality, and even the road to "becoming stronger" is a millstone built by others.
An invisible net hangs above the dynasty's head - it records everyone, feeds everyone, and eats everyone.
There is a young man in Xiamin District who has never practiced martial arts. He takes on the dirtiest jobs and takes the most dangerous night roads. The only possession he has is a longevity lock left by his master, with two words engraved on it: no disaster.
No one knows two things.
First, those who die under his sword will have his moves carved into their bones - he is a loophole that cannot be read by this big net.
Second, he carries the bloodline of a kingdom that was wiped out, and carries a conspiracy that several generations have not dared to complete.
From the dark alleys of Xiamin District, to the old city of King Feng, to the wilderness out to the sea, to the military formations in the north, to the Tianshu of the capital—
He wants to find his missing master, find out the truth about the family's destruction, and then ask the "god" sitting high in the net to get back everything that was swallowed up.
Who is the domestic animal, the person being eaten or the person who eats people?
The young man held the dagger tightly, fought all the way, and asked for the answer himself.
