My name is Ji Changqing, eldest disciple of the Yunmiao Sect, and student of Perfected Master Qingxu. At twenty-three, I'm at the peak of Foundation Establishment, a peerless genius of the Eastern Continent.
Only Ji Changqing knows that's all nonsense.
What hidden sect beyond the mortal world? There are only two of us, if you count carefully: a sect leader with no dignity, and a disciple who spends every day cleaning up after him. And what profound cultivation? My master, Perfected Master Qingxu, isn't best at flying on a sword, but at throwing tantrums and shamelessly begging. With that trick up their sleeves, the master and disciple have traveled all over the land, mooching off sects large and small, and never once gone hungry.
