Shen Zhao, who formed elixirs at the age of twenty-one and was known as "the number one genius of the Qingming Sect in three hundred years", went to the Taixu Holy Land to practice with the high expectations of the sect. Four years later, he returned. The golden elixir was completely broken, the meridians were cut off, and the cultivation level dropped to the third level of Qi refining. Like a bereaved dog, it crawled back to the mountain gate of Qingming Sect. What was waiting for him was a sect that was about to collapse. The output of the spiritual field was reduced, the market was taken away, and more than half of the disciples fled. The former largest force in the Eastern Wasteland has long been reduced to what others call a "shackles". What's even more fatal is that the most holy land in the world has issued an ultimatum - hand over Shen Zhao within three days, otherwise Qingming Mountain will be destroyed. Everyone thought that this useless man could only be the last straw that broke the sect's back. But no one knew that Shen Zhao brought back more than just scars. There are also thousands of secret volumes of elixir recipes hidden in his belly, insights into the four-year layout of Taixu Holy Land, and a heart that refuses to bow. There is no heaven-defying system, no ancient inheritance. Some just have a calm and cold mind, the courage to use themselves as bait, and the determination to rebuild the sect from the ruins hand by hand. He played step by step in the treacherous game and carved a way out in a desperate situation. No one thought highly of him, and everyone wanted him dead. But he insisted on letting this dilapidated sect dominate the mountains and rivers. Under the spiritual veins, ancient secrets are awakening. Above Qingming, the once dim stars will eventually light up again.
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