The Gu family's legitimate heir?
He's nothing but a good-for-nothing without a spiritual root!
Gu Changqing kneels in the ancestral hall as he watches his cousin Gu Mingxuan step on his back and splash hot tea in his face. “A book servant thinks he deserves the Gu surname?” Worse still, the bastard kicks him into an icy pool. As he teeters on the brink of death, a mechanical voice booms in his sea of consciousness: “Fishing System successfully bound! First cast costs 1 luck point. Congratulations, you've obtained the [Ancient Xuanyuan Sword: Broken Blade]!”
When he surfaces with the broken sword gleaming blue-green in his hand, everyone is stunned. A mortal pond yields a thousand-year-old ginseng root; a cultivator's pond yields a top-tier cultivation art; and an ancient pond even coughs up a long-lost sword-flying technique!
Those who once called him “trash” now kneel to lick his shoes. Those who once trampled him into the dirt now beg him for a move that might save their lives.
“Gu Mingxuan, didn't you say I'd spend my whole life as a dog?” Gu Changqing lifts the other's chin with his sword tip. “Now get down and bang your head on the floor three times. Maybe I'll let you keep your sorry hide.”
