General Fuyi

Everyone in the Three Realms knows Tang Jingxu has a handsome face and carries an unparalleled sword, but his cultivation is completely gone and he's a pure-bred weakling. He picked up three disciples by chance, each with their own secrets and problems. The four of them spend every day making a ruckus. They thought the guy would get by on the little help he could squeeze out of his disciples and the scraps of merit he could scrounge from the gods. But no one expected that, when the Four Realms fell into chaos and all living things suffered, Tang Jingxu alone would raise his sword and cut down the demonic hand manipulating everything behind the scenes. Everyone stared in astonishment. "General Tang is unbelievably awesome!" Tang Jingxu smiled faintly, utterly unruffled. "My fellow immortals, you're mistaken. I'm just a weakling." (A warm, patient, rational, scheming gong x a weakling shou who fiercely protects his own, acts like a terrible teacher, and looks down on himself.) Theme: