At the engagement-breaking ceremony, Liu Yue threw the gilded betrothal gifts at Lin Xuan's feet. Her voice rang like silver bells, yet was as cold as an icy blade: "A castoff from the Lin family thinks he can marry into my Liu family? Your mother was a foreign slave, and you're nothing but a half-breed!" Amid the crowd's laughter, Lin Xuan clutched his bloodstained, broken sword, the metallic taste of blood rising in his throat. Suddenly, a mechanical voice exploded in his mind: "Myriad Things Synthesis System successfully bound!"
Rusty broken blade + half a piece of black iron = Dragon-Slaying Blade!
Wilted wild grass + three ordinary pills = Marrow-Cleansing Sacred Medicine!
When he planted his foot on Lin Hao's back and ascended the martial stage, and Liu Yue knelt, crying as she begged him to forgive her, Su Mei of the Heavenly Demon Sect swayed her serpent tail around his arm. "Young Master Lin, you're so good at synthesis. Why not... synthesize a married couple?" This time, the castoff who had been trampled into the mud by his family would use the art of synthesizing all things to turn every humiliation into a road beneath his feet! "Lin Xuan, you think you deserve to keep the betrothal contract?" Lin Hao kicked over his medicine basket, and shattered herbs mingled with blood across the flagstones. Liu Yue stepped back in disgust, covering her nose and mouth with a handkerchief. "A daughter of the Liu family will never marry the son of a slave!"
