Conscience, Please Turn Around

Liang Xin had the worst luck. The gods used him as cannon fodder to take a blade for them.

After he died, he inexplicably transmigrated into the spirit of the innate Dao weapon that had killed him.

After all, the weapon was famous and impressive enough, so he could live with that.

Who could have guessed it would get tainted and grow more and more unlucky...

With misfortune dogging his every step, will he ever find a way to transcend it?