The Story of Fuyao

Shen Ci, a social worker in the workplace, saved a child from drowning. When he opened his eyes, his soul traveled to the Xuanhuang Realm and became the lowest servant disciple of Lingxuan Sect. He had the lowest fire spirit root, his cultivation was stuck at the second level of Qi training, and he was seriously injured by colliding with an inner disciple. The original owner died immediately, and it was replaced by him to take over this hellish start. In this world of evil and chaos in the Xuanhuang Realm, monsters and beasts are rampant, and ordinary people are like grass and grass. Only cultivators can hold a glimmer of hope. Shen Ci looked at the dilapidated hut and the pain on his body. The overtime work on the mortgage loan in his previous life collided with the scars of hard labor in this life in his memory. There is no golden finger, no opportunity to change his destiny. He only has a clear mind from modern times and a heart that will never accept fate. Starting out as a good-for-nothing handyman at the second level of Qi training, he struggled to survive at the bottom of the sect, which was full of dangers, and he made his way step by step in a world surrounded by evil spirits and strong men. On this cruel and merciless road of cultivating immortality, he would rise from a humble ant all the way up, cut through the sky, and make his own path.