Waste Veins

Three years ago, he was the most talented person in Qingyun Town. He was a psychic at the age of ten and attracted everyone's attention. Three years later, he was a trash despised by everyone, his spiritual veins were clogged, and even his fiancée broke off the engagement in public. Everyone thought he was useless, even he almost believed it. Until he picked up a small bronze tripod in the back mountain. Inside the tripod lived an old monster from three thousand years ago. "Boy, your spiritual veins are not dead, but someone has poisoned you." "Fuck with me for three months, and I will ask you to step back on everyone who stepped on you back then." From then on, Shen Ye, with the Nine Profound Cauldron in his left hand and the Xuantian Jade in his right hand, embarked on the heaven-defying road that countless people declared was "absolutely impossible". ——In this life, he wants Jiuchongtian to remember his name. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.