My Talent Is Automatic Training

This kid must have started cultivating before he was even born.

What's the use of having great talent if you still get crushed all the same?

How many resources are even left in the immortal cultivation world?

Damn it, this kid has hogged them all.

The prodigies stare at those heavenly treasures, but not a single one belongs to them.

Prodigies: What?

I just broke through, and he beat me up again?

Gazing at that lofty, unattainable figure, the prodigies are overcome with helplessness.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.