Overseas islands, the Hundred Schools of Thought;

Qi-practicing sorcerers and martial arts-practicing brutes.

This is a vast and expansive world.

The Zhou Dynasty, which ruled for eight hundred years, was old and its majesty had faded, leaving only a last vestige of its power to cling to power.

The surrounding feudal lords and states were eyeing it covetously, eager to divide and devour it.

On the outskirts of the empire, by the South China Sea, Chen Zhuo, born a lowly pearl diver, opened his eyes.

What we see is this scene of peace still remaining, but chaos about to descend.

I thought I would spend my whole life struggling to make a living in the sea, just like my deceased father and grandfather, who would be buried in this vast ocean at some point.

Unexpectedly, he awakened his innate supernatural powers one day.

It can reflect all kinds of skills in the world onto oneself.

Where there is effort, there will be reward.

......

Chen Zhuo has come a long way.

Unbeknownst to them, they had acquired numerous titles.

Zhuchi Hubaoyi, Qinghe Qianjiao, Nanhai Tenglong, Dazhou Zhenhai General...

However, what he liked most was people calling him by a name:

"Martial Immortal!"...

My name is Xiangzi, the Xiangzi who pulls a rickshaw.

...

The Great Shun Dynasty collapsed, and the whole country rejoiced. Inside the city, all was peaceful; outside the city, refugees swarmed like ants.

A half-moon hangs eternally in the sky, and countless steam-powered airships drift by.

On the ground, ancient families, spanning thousands of years, coldly watched as warlords fought to the death over those colorful ores.

At this moment, Xiangzi, who was supposed to be executed, suddenly woke up after his death and even had a panel that could awaken a profession.

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the profession of coachman.]

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the Martial Arts profession]

[Congratulations, host, you have awakened the cultivator profession]

......

At first, I was a third-class rickshaw puller, and they called me Xiangzi.

Later, everyone in Beijing had to call me "Master Xiang".