Duan Shenyin

There was purple thunder in Duanshen Ridge overnight, and half of the mountain was split into pieces by a sword. That night someone escaped from the mountains, holding something in his arms, and disappeared deep into the wilderness of the Northern Territory. Seventeen years later, no one remembers that incident. Qingshan Town. Chu Xian is a well-known lazy guy in the town. He can lie down and never sit down. His greatest skill is not taking anything personally. His adoptive father was a hunter, and his adoptive mother yelled at him to get up and fetch water every day. His life was like that of everyone else in the town - stable, ordinary, with an end in sight. Until that day, a group of people knocked on his door. Before his death, his adoptive father thrust a broken jade plaque into his hand and left two words: "Live." Chu Xian lost his parents overnight, and all he knew was that there was something sealed inside him that should not exist in a mortal body. The jade token contains the sensor mark of the ancient god weapon "Broken Star" - the sword was broken into six pieces in the ancient war and scattered everywhere. He could sense the location of the fragments, but he didn't know why it was him. From Qingshan Town to Qingyang Sect, from a handyman disciple to a variable in the eyes of the three clans of chess, Chu Xian must survive while picking up the pieces. The Oracle spreads his eyes everywhere, searching for a "target" whose identity he doesn't even know. The First Demon God is waiting in the shadows to prove that certain blood should be shed. And deep in the Tower of Babel, a prisoner held the largest piece of broken star in his hand. The jade tablet never told him the answer. It only gives direction, not strength. He walked the rest of the way by himself. But every time you win, you have to pay a painful price first.