Wandering Through the Spirit Realm

When the primordial chaos first parted, a green lotus bloomed, destined to sweep the dust of calamity from the mortal world. Mountains and rivers tucked into his sleeves, stars worn as ornaments; his sword cuts through clouds and mist, crushing the moon's wheel. He wanders freely through three thousand worlds, a carefree soul untethered by the twelve links of dependent origination. The rise and fall of the Great Dao are all just journeys; he is nothing more than a madman of heaven and earth. Reader's Guide ↓ 1. The protagonist has no love interest. The blurb has been archived. 2. Characters' words and actions stem from their characterizations and backgrounds, and do not represent the author's worldview. There is a boundary between fiction and reality, so please don't conflate the two or apply this to real people. 3. I won't accept writing advice except for genuine typos and genuine logical contradictions. There are countless good stories out there. If this one isn't for you, let's move on. Theme: There can be only one sun in the sky