A bizarre resurgence begins with a pact made by a weasel.

The cheap father died, killed by foreign cannon fire. He left behind five rich inheritances and five distinct immortals—Huang, Liu, Bai, Hu, and Su. He bequeathed these treasures to his five children. Oh, and he also left a blood-stained will. "My offspring, fight each other!" "The gods of heaven and the ghosts of earth will watch over you." "The Holy Grail appears for death." "Only the victor can drink this overflowing nectar, achieve the great work of the Three Phases, and save the nation from peril." The story begins here, set in a fictional world reminiscent of the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. This is the worst of times, with the Eight Gods splitting the unicorn, the East devastated, and the people suffering; but it is also the best of times, for order has vanished, and all taboos are broken. Those beings abandoned by the people of the East, buried in the earth, are nourished by this endless blood and tears, and descend upon the world once more. "Ape-men, you embraced civilization and abandoned us." "But we, in the end, love you." "Cry out, weep, for when darkness descends from beyond the realm, only we will watch over you."