Duan Yunong transmigrates.
He finds himself in a terrifying apocalypse crawling with evil spirits and swarms of monsters. Here, powerful clans carve up the land while imperial authority has fallen into decline. Everyone seeks immortality and the Dao, hoping to win the gods' protection. The deranged emperor in Baiyujing and the aristocratic clans even lead the way in worshipping ghosts and gods.
The "gods" really do answer people's prayers.
After a century of arduous struggle, the survivors, with the gods' help, successfully built the Maze Forest, a barrier stretching from one end of the sky to the other. North of the Maze lies a wasteland overrun by evil spirits; south of it is a haven where people band together and live in peace.
But the people-trafficking System that snatched Duan Yunong from Earth and brought him to this other world tells him that, according to the original course of events, the fated child, hailed as the world's beacon of revival, will slash through the Maze Forest a year from now and drag the whole world into ruin!
So the world is counting on you to save it!
The System, whose functions are no better than an old person's phone, gives Duan Yunong a sly grin.
Duan Yunong, who from the start landed in a wasteland slave market and is about to be bought by a changgui to be offered to the Mountain Lord: "Oh, me?"
The System solemnly shakes its head. "No, all of you. Please get along with the other transmigrators and form a team for a grand journey to save the world!"
Professor Duan, who never assigns group projects to his students, furrows his brows. This doesn't seem simple.
One day, not long after...
A story about a mysterious Celestial Master begins circulating through Baiyujing, where the aristocratic clans hold sway.
They say this Celestial Master comes from the wasteland and is a master of commanding gods and ghosts. He can even command the Twelve Righteous Gods, who spend all day dozing with their eyes half-closed at the incense altar in Baiyujing. He is the spitting image of the powerful Imperial Preceptor who died mysteriously ten years ago.
The former scions of the aristocratic clans, now clan heads, who were once earnestly taught and admonished by the Imperial Preceptor, begin to feel uneasy. Countless undercurrents surge toward the wasteland, a thousand miles away.
Meanwhile, Duan Yunong himself, at the center of these undercurrents, is carefully studying the mission target in front of him.
Jiang Shiliu, who can cut down the very forms of righteous gods with a single stroke, lets him look without expression. Yet his fingers tighten around the sword hilt until they nearly snap the divine weapon capable of slaying gods.
The fated child, feared and dreaded by countless mission-takers, suddenly drops his sword and takes a sharp step forward to embrace Duan Yunong. The fierce, cold look on his face changes again and again where Duan Yunong cannot see, before settling into a flawless expression of wounded restraint.
"You... came to kill me too?"
"..." The upstanding young man, Professor Duan, falters for a moment and instinctively puts a hand on his shoulder. "Don't be afraid."
Duan Yunong: A frail gong with MAX intelligence, clear-headedness, and insight, who sees through everything but doesn't say so. His health will improve later.
Jiang Shiliu: A master of disguise who is like a thousand-layer pastry, with a different personality in every layer, each one capable of making you cry.
Duan Yunong x Jiang Shiliu. Pure love, mutual feelings, no splitting them up and no switching.
Theme: Even in darkness, keep your eyes on the stars
