The Immortal Path of the Pivot Dao

This is the Kingdom of Fengshang. Without a spiritual root, one is just an ordinary mortal. Lu Feng has known since childhood that he was never destined to cultivate. He has had his spiritual roots tested three times, and all three times the result was “none.” But a hundred years ago, a revered cultivator named Lin Lin changed all that. She broke through the limits of Qi Refining and pioneered the art of mechanical devices, sealing lightning and wind and thunder inside machines so that ordinary people could use electric lights and spirit communication boards. When Lu Feng was sixteen, he went out to trade goods for his village. By the time he returned, Qinghuai Village had become a silent field of blood. Two cultivators in plain robes erased every memory he had of the massacre and took him to Wufeng Sect. An empty, abandoned workshop; a copper pillar carved with the image of a lamp; a fleeting warmth when his fingertips made contact… Elder Mo tells him, “You have five spiritual roots, as well as a faint trace of a yin spiritual root. The last person who had one of those was Venerable Lin Lin.” The traditional path of cultivation moves at a crawling pace, but another path is waiting for him. It is hidden in the walls, beneath the lamps, and behind the iron door that has been sealed for a hundred years. “As long as the wind blows, the lamp will not go out.” This is the story of an ordinary mortal carving out his own path in a world where cultivation and technology coexist.