Turbidity and Evil

In this world where the weak eat the strong and the strong are full of malice, survival is the lowest desire, and becoming stronger is the only way out. Han Ping, an orphan whose parents have died since he can remember, lives a life as bad as a pig or a dog in the barren Qingshi Village. The indifference of the elders in the village and the bullying of his peers made him understand early on that kindness cannot be exchanged for mercy, and only fangs can protect him. By picking up leftovers and rummaging through garbage heaps, he survived like a rat and ant in the gutter, and he also forged a heart that was colder than cold iron and more poisonous than snakes and scorpions. There is no heaven-defying treasure, no advice from an expert, and I have never even heard a sincere word. As a casual cultivator, Han Ping has been arduously climbing the long road of Qi training, foundation building, elixir formation, Nascent Soul, and spiritual transformation. Every breakthrough in a small realm requires blood, sweat and even life. Every advancement means a brush with death. The seven major sects and the five major sects monopolize the opportunities for practice, and the boundless sea isolates the wider world. He picked up the remnants of Kung Fu skills in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and plotted to survive in conspiracies. He never showed mercy to his enemies, and he even eradicated "potential threats". There are no friends for him in this world, only temporary users and obstacles that must be cleared. Han Ping's path is a road to the top paved with the bones and blood of others. He wants this troubled world to only listen to his orders in the end.