I equip myself with everything in this chaotic world of martial arts.

Transmigrating to the end of a dynasty, Huang Yi found himself a sickly burden. His elder brother was gravely injured, his family destitute, and war was imminent. Fortunately, he possessed an equipment slot capable of equipping anything. Equipping bluestone granted him a resilient physique; equipping copper coins yielded a glimmer of wealth; equipping swords imbued him with sharp edge. While others toiled for decades without breaking through a single realm, Huang Yi gazed at the increasingly radiant fragments of sacred artifacts in his equipment slot, lost in thought. This chaotic world seemed to be a path to liberation, beginning with the creation of "equipment."