Burning Mist Walker

The gray fog has swallowed the world for three hundred years, and the waste vein miners are carrying fragments of the way of heaven, but what they have ignited is the world-burning forbidden law. Li Xuan's life is worth less than the hardest ore deep in the mines of Black Rock City. Born with a weak pulse, a lame leg, and advanced stone lung disease, he thought he would be like countless miners, coughing up the last lump of black blood-stained lung slag one night and rotting in the rags of the shack. Until the mining pick breaks through something it shouldn't— A charred skeleton groaned in front of him, and the taboo technique called "Burning Mist Record" was rudely carved into his sea of consciousness. In his Dantian, which had been empty for twenty-three years, the first embers were lit using the gray mist as firewood and the body as the furnace. From then on, pain became breathing, and burning became the price of living.