In this cultivation world, where spiritual energy grows ever thinner and resources are monopolized, it seems the path to immortality for poor cultivators is doomed from the start. Those born into poverty are destined to never rise above their station.
Chen Shuang: “What the heck? You give me a bowl from the start and expect me to conquer countless worlds!”
System: “The purpose of this System is simple: spend enough, and even gods and Buddhas can be brought down! Cultivation? Techniques? Pills? Divine weapons? Looks? Luck? You can buy it all!”
Chen Shuang looked at his empty wallet and shed tears of poverty.
I’m not cultivating immortality. I’m cultivating money!
“The road to immortality is long. Without money, you’re screwed.”
