The street thug Bai Yu has a chance encounter with a charlatan old monk and accidentally learns an ancient and mystical skill from the divine realm known as the "Great Vow Heart Sutra," which focuses on cultivating the soul.
It seems as if fate has its own plans, as Bai Yu finds himself transported to the Shenzhou Continent, where cultivation is mainstream, becoming a bona fide useless young master. However, after discovering the existence of a unique type of soul called "War Soul" on the Shenzhou Continent, Bai Yu, who possesses this unparalleled mystical skill for cultivating the soul, embarks on a fierce journey in this different world. Watch how the once-useless Bai Yu navigates this new world, turns the tide, collects the strongest War Souls, and uses martial prowess to break through the heavens above!
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Over the past month, with accelerated construction efforts, the houses in White City have uniformly reached over three stories in height, and are expected to be topped off within another month. While a million people were busy constructing the floors of White City's buildings, Li Dapang had organized another million to polish stone materials, preparing for the construction of White City's walls. To ensure the walls' stability, the stones selected for the city walls were top-grade millennium iron essence stones, each capable of being crafted into massive blocks ten zhang (approximately 30 meters or 98.4 feet) square. To prevent any gaps between the stones, Li Dapang demanded the craftsmen polish the iron essence stones until they were as smooth as mirrors, without a single rough patch. Over a million people, working in three shifts round the clock, polished the stone materials, ensuring the work progress matched the pace of the construction. The completion of White City could be fully achieved within the next two months, excluding the vast protective moat surrounding it.
Watching the bustling workers on the construction site, Li Dapang discarded the cigarette dangling from his mouth and glanced at the construction plans in his hand, showing not a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.
