Located in the Southeast corner of the Awakening Country, somewhere in the vast Single State Domain, the Silver Light City towered. At its center stood a sixteen-foot, tall-withered tree christened the Child Tree. Despite its hideousness, the tree was revered and respected by the locals. On the day of the Child Festival, the tree would mysteriously shine with a bright light inaugurating the fall of blessings from the sky. Additionally, special fruits would appear from it and merge into the bodies of the fated women. Upon that, the women would give birth to powerful children with very high intelligence, ones who miraculously became adults in three years.

In the past few decades, the three great families, the Lee Clan, the Gongsun Clan and the Chen Clan, have always controlled the Child Tree. With the imminent approach of the day of the Child Festival, noble women in groups of three kept vigil under the Child Tree, waiting patiently for the life-changing moment. Contrastingly, from the Lee Clan, instead of waiting to be chosen by the fruits like other noble women, Lee Sanniang boldly opted to take action. Without the fear of a painful backlash, the other nobles stare aghast in horror as the woman does the impossible.

Months later, she gives birth to one Lee Wan. Out of envy, countless experts from other families seek to assassinate Lee Wan with the promise of generous rewards. With each day as he grows older, the threat on his life increases immensely. Additionally, unlike other children of the tree, he had an unusually marginal talent. The fact earned him loathe and scorn from his friends, family and even servants, much to his obliviousness.

Despite all the prejudiced treatment he receives, Lee Wan has a powerful ace up his sleeve, one that has kept him alive in this dangerous world. He distinctively knew of his origin, something uncommon with the children of the tree. Furthermore, he knew of the ancient Heaven and Earth Divine Technique. Unbeknownst to anyone, he had the divine ability to absorb and assimilate all materials in the realm, devour and absorb any tangible and intangible thing, and create and transform anything to whatever he wanted.

C440 The Wretched Fatty Was a True Monk.