Chapter 1: Arrival
The Magic Beast Mountain Range, shrouded in a perpetual veil of mist all year round, always exudes an air of desolation. It is a paradise for mercenaries—a place where overnight fame or wealth is within reach. Of course, rewards here are always proportional to the risks; this is also the graveyard of mercenaries. Each year, the number of mercenaries who vanish here equals the population of a small town. Every mercenary knows never to set foot lightly into this land of death unless their strength is sufficient. Yet, accidents are inevitable. Like now.
“Ow, damn that old man! Once I find you, I’ll yank out every last one of your remaining whiskers! Ow…” On the ground, a youth dressed in coarse linen groaned in pain.
After a moment, the boy slowly climbed to his feet, dusted off his clothes, and glanced around at his surroundings, sighing in frustration. “Where on earth am I?”
His name was Ye Tian, an orphan. He didn’t even know how he had survived as a child. From the moment he became aware of the world, he had drifted through the streets, relying on his wits—until he met the old man.
Ye Tian would never forget that day. To survive, the young Ye Tian had mastered the art of deftly lifting bulging purses without being noticed. Yet that day, for the first time, he failed. When the furious victims were about to chop off his hands as punishment, the old man appeared—a mad, eccentric elder, swinging a firewood stick he’d picked up from who-knows-where. Even after being knocked to the ground, the old man crawled over to shield Ye