Hair Cultivation: One Comb Settles the World

The day he was expelled from the Heavenly Mystery Sect, Qin Luoyi thought his life was over. Without a spiritual root, he couldn't even enter the Qi Refining stage after three years of cultivation, making him worse than the lowest menial. The sect called him useless, his peers saw him as an ant, and his mother never looked at him again after remarrying. Until he met the old barber. The old man gave him a wooden comb and said, "From today, I'll teach you hair cultivation." What is hair cultivation? A despised craft, a lowly trade even cultivators look down on. But when Qin Luoyi first used the comb to channel spiritual power, he saw a path no one had ever walked—a crew cut could nurture righteous qi, a pine-crane bun could extend life, and a startling-winter bun could revive withered spring. Within strands of hair lies the gentlest yet most domineering power in heaven and earth. And that seemingly ordinary jujube comb was actually the seventeenth-ranked Mysterious Bird Comb on the world's famous comb list. In Fengzhou City, dark currents surged. Evil cultivators used hair dye as bait to secretly drain the life force of the living. Ordinary mortals turned into walking corpses overnight. No one cared. Sword cultivators didn't care, technique cultivators didn't care, immortal sects didn't care. Because those people were just mortals. But hair cultivators cared. "The duty of hair cultivation is not to exchange power for a price. It is to use power to bear the price." That wooden comb—once he grasped it, he never intended to let go.