Holding Candles at Night

In the last years of the Daqian Dynasty, the gods were omnipotent in heaven and earth, and regarded mortals as nothing more than grass. In a dark copper water alley in the border town, Lu Changkong, a seventeen-year-old repair shop apprentice, barely made a living by repairing damaged low-level magic weapons. He does not have peerless bones, let alone shocking swordsmanship. He only has a pair of eyes that can see through the "cracks" in all things and people's hearts. In this troubled world where even breathing is a matter of cannibalism, Lu Changkong didn't want to rebel at first. He just wanted to save three hundred copper coins to buy medicine for his blind grandmother; to buy a bunch of candied haws for two cents for the fugitive mute girl who hid in his woodshed on a snowy night, covered in blood but couldn't bear to finish even half a piece of cold cake. However, when a broken ancient tripod that implicated the secrets of immortals was sent to the repair shop, he, a low-level ant, was forced to get involved in the grand game between the princes and the immortals in the sky. Don't focus on cultivation, just focus on people's hearts. Starting from a run-down repair shop, Lu Changkong used ordinary people's fireworks and strategies to work step by step. Accompanied by his confidante and his brothers in life and death, Lu Changkong overturned the aloof world. It's hard to see clearly in the long night. Let's see how a young apprentice from the market lights up a sky lantern with a candle in the dim light of the human world!