[Entirely handwritten, no AI whatsoever. This is our world.]
Every family and every sect has a public face and a hidden side.
Shen Yi knows himself well. He isn't an honorable man at heart; he's just a rat scraping out a life in the sewers.
So he became the Qingyun Sect's hatchet man, tasked with handling all its shameful, unsavory business.
His life goes wrong at every turn, yet his talent is astonishing. While others might enter the Dao once in a hundred years, it happens to him several times a day.
Other people need to set up formations and spend countless spirit stones to gather spiritual energy for their own use.
He only has to stand there, and spiritual energy naturally flows toward him.
But none of that is what Shen Yi wants. All he wants is a painless death.
Still, if he can take a few wicked people with him, that might bring him a little joy.
Fellow Daoist, why are you running when you see me?
I'm no righteous gentleman. I don't want much, just your life!!
