Sorry, It's My Spiritual Roots That Are Crippled, Not My Brain.

(One sentence describes Jiang Lan's life: her mother who died young, her cold father, her master who deceived her children, her eccentric bamboo horse, and her broken self.) Others look at Jiang Lan: I know, I have a useless spirit root. Jiang Lan looked at others: I know too, they are a lot of idiots. Everyone in the world of cultivation longs to ascend to the great path and become an immortal. Fortunately, although the immortal path is elusive, except for those with useless spiritual roots, all cultivators have the hope of ascending. Unfortunately, Jiang Lan is an unlucky guy who not only has useless spiritual roots, but his mother died early, his father doesn't love him, and he has a master who loves chicken babies. It took Jiang Lan, who was kidnapped by Chicken Baby, a full two hundred and forty-eight years to finally ascend to the great road? It's strange that it finally formed a golden elixir. But before he could be proud, Jiang Lan broke through the sect's forbidden area barrier. The abominable master pretended to send her down the mountain for training, but he didn't give her a penny! Fortunately, she met another unlucky guy. In other words, this is the story of two unlucky guys trying not to be unlucky.