I am a college student, I got lost, everyone here calls me Young Master Ji, and they urge me to accept the loss and move on. Before I could react, the county magistrate’s daughter, selected for the immortal sect, came to break off our engagement. Huh, what an interesting beginning.

I began to understand this strange world, seeing the thousands of starving corpses beneath the flourishing immortal path and the thriving dynasty. These cultivators devoured the people’s blood and sweat, drained the celestial and terrestrial spirit veins, then laughed loudly and ascended, how are they different from corrupt officials who flee with stolen funds? I never intended to get involved in this conflict at first, I only quietly did what I could.

Ji You sat atop the mountain peaks, beneath the vast sky as the immortal path collapsed, feeling utterly innocent.