> On the sect testing day, Zhang Yuan is declared to have a useless constitution, one in a thousand years.
> The clan elders change their tune on the spot: “You good-for-nothing, get lost and go sweep the ancestral hall!”
> His fiancée, who used to fawn over him, delivers a letter breaking off their engagement in the dead of night.
> Even a beggar by the roadside dares to spit at him: “You wretched jinx!”
> Until he discovers a bloodstained jade slip in the ancestral hall:
> “This is no useless constitution. It is the ancient Dao-Devouring Physique, immune to all forms of magic!”
> When the sky full of immortal arts vanishes without a trace against Zhang Yuan's body,
> the entire cultivation world goes mad.
