Qingshi Fulin

Qingshi Fulin

Beyond the snow-covered Changbai Mountain Range, amid the barren mountains and treacherous waters of the black earth, there was a small tribe called the Qingshi Tribe.

They had originally been a tribe of savages among the barbarian clans. However, after several centuries of gradual transformation by the Celestial Master Dao, the Qingshi Tribe had developed its own unique culture and traditions.

Most importantly, after several centuries of intermarriage with the human race, their descendants had also become capable of cultivating normally. Recently, they had finally produced a peerless genius.

Whether they had failed to raise him properly or the Celestial Master Dao had deliberately guided him, he had actually divined his dao companion in the south at a young age.

This year, in the sixty-first year of the Sacred Reign, the young genius had grown up. More importantly, he had just turned twenty when he broke through to the Spirit Transformation Realm. His name was Qingshi Fulin.

Perhaps he had been born with extraordinary talent, but he had always been obsessed with traveling south to find the dao companion destined for him.

Thus, the moment he broke through to the Spirit Transformation Realm this year, he set out alone with his sword, braving the wind and snow as he headed south. Qingshi Fulin walked across the thick snow, his gaze resolute and his breathing steady and relaxed. He could have flown directly on his sword.

However, he wanted to take a careful look at what his hometown was really like. Reality, however, dealt him a heavy blow.

It turned out that the tribe truly relied on the Immortal Masters' charity to live prosperous lives. It turned out that what his ancestors and parents had repeatedly told him—to learn skills, then venture into the wild beasts amid the barren