I was an ordinary mortal with poor aptitude, despised even by the outer sect disciples. Three years after joining the sect, all they did was send me to the scrap heap to pick through trash, where I endured endless bullying from my fellow disciples. Then one day, beneath a mountain of scrap, I found a "piece of junk" immortal jade caked in mud. From then on, my path to immortality changed completely:
Others cultivate with heavenly treasures. I cultivate by picking through trash;
Others fight with divine weapons. I fight by picking through trash;
Others have peerless immortal maidens as their partners. My partner... was also someone I found while picking through trash?
When the Supreme of the Immortal Realm attacked me, I silently brought out the mountain of trash I'd spent three hundred years collecting. "Fellow cultivator, care to take a look?"
