He is neither a proud man of heaven nor a useless pig's trotter with extraordinary talent and a blood feud. He is just an ordinary person among all living beings, who stepped into the world of cultivation from the mortal world. With average talent, one can only look up to those above the clouds. However, there is also effort and stability. There are three thousand avenues, and he is catching up from behind on his own path.
Intention: Even if it is ordinary, there is still light