In this world, full of disparities, life takes on a hundred forms.
In this extraordinary Imperial dynasty, where the gap between the top and the bottom is so vast it drives one to despair, it is nearly impossible for ordinary people to cross class boundaries.
However, in the cosmic sequence of forty-nine, mankind accounts for one.
Cultivator aptitude can, to some extent, be inherited, but equally, cultivation aptitude also possesses a certain level of randomness.
Some are born in the Underground Palace with exceptional talents, capable of cultivating to the peak of Great Grandmasters without the need for resources, while others are born with power and wealth but with a natural waste physique, unable to surpass ordinary human status even with unlimited resources at twenty.
This provides the lower-class masses with the scarce possibility of transcending their social rank.
