My name is Shiqi, just one insignificant soul among the many cultivators in Chang'an.
As someone with an ordinary spiritual meridian, I'm a nobody who has to rely on the cities of rogue cultivators just to build my foundation.
I have no great opportunities, and even when a senior offers help, I insist on following the natural way of Heaven and turning it down.
I'm just an ordinary cultivator, willing to work myself to the bone for immortality. But I refuse to grovel and wag my tail before the great sects.
Where will the path of cultivation take me? The future is uncertain. I only hope to meet a kindred spirit and save the people.
What kind of fool would cultivate like that? Maybe that's just who I am...
