At forty-two, Chen Buwang runs a cross-border e-commerce company in Guangzhou that's on the verge of running out of money. He has toasted people he didn't want to toast and put on smiles he didn't want to wear. He thought he would stumble through the rest of his life like that, until one late night at the Haizhu Night Market, he spent fifty yuan on a copy of The Book of Lianshan that he couldn't understand.
The black spot at the center of the page split open, and a door sucked him deep underground into the Candle Abyss Realm. There is no sun here. Salt is money, light is dangerous, and the way home only opens during the ebb and flow of the earth's veins.
He has no money, no cultivation method, and no System. All he can rely on are the skills he's built up over more than forty years: keeping accounts, reading people, negotiating, and making sure he survives when things are at their worst.
"Middle-aged, and now I've stumbled into the path of immortality. Give up everything you have now. Will you cultivate, or not?"
Love is always the same across thousands of rivers and mountains, can you vote for me?
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