"You're such trash, I really don't get what the Master sees in you. Damn it, if I had spent two years immersing myself in the body refining spirit liquid, I would have become a great master by now. So there, I hit you. What are you going to do about it?" A man roughly in his mid-twenties angrily kicks a younger boy who is protecting his head with his hands. He kicks and swears as if the boy owes him millions.

"Elder Brother, stop hitting him. If you continue, Tang Yan will die. After all, he is a part of our sect." A young girl around twenty years old wearing a long green dress that brings out her graceful figure, pleads with this man.

“Fine, I'll let you off today in my younger sister's favor. Damn it, I really don’t know where the Master found this piece of trash and even treats him like a treasure.” Hearing the soft-spoken girl appeal, the man ceases his attack, but before leaving, he ruthlessly kicks the slim young man onto the wall.

The young boy did not make a single sound; his eyes filled with fury stared as his so-called elder brother left. A softer gaze lingered on the small sister. He slowly sat up from the ground, clutching his swollen and painful body, then turned towards the small hut next to him, looking at the food the young girl left on the floor. He sat on the rough wooden bed, pulled out a wristwatch from under the blanket, and stared wordlessly at the broken timepiece, as though looking for memories lost in time.

Yes, he was recalling the past. Two years ago, he was just a high school graduate who had spent fifteen years working diligently in anticipation of his university entrance examination. He had proudly secured a place in the Tsinghua University in Beijing, a bright future awaited him. Unexpectedly, he ended up in an unknown world where even servants had better accommodations. Unlike them, he was thrown to a mountain to survive.

Revisiting his past, it was a heartbreaking tale. Two years ago, when Tang Yan received his high school graduation results, he stood at third place in the province for science. To celebrate such an achievement, despite not being wealthy, his middle-class family gave him twenty thousand yuan for a stress-relieving trip. However, what he didn’t expect was that this trip would lead him into an unknown world.

As Tang Yan was a student particularly drawn to myths and legends, he chose to visit Sichuan’s Shu Mountain on his trip. Unknowingly whether to consider himself unlucky or fortunate, there was no WC nearby when he found himself desperate for a restroom. Thus, Tang Yan ran behind a giant rock by the mountain side.

Next to the rock was a sign that read, "Urinating here prohibited!" However, Tang Yan decided to take the risk, as the maximum fine was only two hundred yuan. He didn't expect that under the impact of his urine, the natural giant rock would collapse, and he would be dragged along with it into the abyss.

When Tang Yan woke up, he found that he hadn't plummeted to his death, nor was he injured. But soon, he realized he was in a very unusual place. He found himself in a place that looked like an ancient tomb or a separate realm. In this place, there were faint stars all around him, as if he was in space.

In front of him was an aged purple coffin, twenty meters long and five meters wide. The coffin was drawn by nine, two hundred meters long dragons. These giant dragons looked lifelike, embossing its grandeur under the soft starlight. Tang Yan knew of the folklore about the nine dragons pulling a casket, but he never thought he would witness it in person. Overwhelmed by the mystery, excitement filled his heart. Unmindful of any danger, he ran to the ancient purple copper coffin and began touching it. To his surprise, the walls of the coffin began to sink slowly, then it disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was a small altar, two meters tall, with a dragon ring floating on it emitting a multicolored divine light, adding a touch of mystery.

“I’ve struck riches, a divine ring? Is it mine?" At that moment, Tang Yan having seen the dragon-shaped ring thought to himself. Regardless of the potential danger, he took it and wore it on his middle finger.