The doctor told Chen Mo he had only six months to live. That very night, a dilapidated cultivation world dropped into his mind, along with the lingering souls of a bunch of old relics who kept urging him to cultivate: "If you can't make it, you can die in your room and nobody will ever know."
He worked by day and cultivated by night, and even took in a catgirl partner who only wanted to laze around. From then on, he hunted demons in the city, arrived in a sports car to save the day, and pulled off face-slapping stunts in public. He never missed a thing. As for whose secret the world in his mind was hiding? He wanted to know that himself.
