Greed, some beings whisper, is a poison of the soul.
A corrosive force that inevitably leads to ruin!
They preach that to be greedy is to invite downfall, to be bitten by the very snake you sought to charm.
But sometimes, in the grand, unfair weavings of existence, the real poison isn't greed, but a lack of it.
Sometimes, to succeed, to survive, one must be overwhelmingly, unapologetically, titanically greedy!
Consider the cautionary tale of the devilish Young Master of the Azure Cloud Sect, a being blessed with talent, resources, and an arrogance that could curdle stars.
He discovers a transmigrated protagonist, a soul from another world whose unassuming form hides a destiny of impossible glory.
The Young Master, in a fit of calculated avarice, acts!
He ambushes the protagonist, beats him to within an inch of his existence, and steals the celestial bone fragment embedded in his chest…a treasure of unimaginable potential.
