In the 12th year of Lingyuan, under the neon lights of Jinghua City, Ye Feng, a young man from a poor family, was still ridiculed as a "mortal waste". His father's spiritual veins were cut off and his mother became ill from overwork. He made a living by delivering psychic takeaways. However, on the eve of the psychic college entrance examination, he fought with bare hands against alien beasts in a collapsed subway tunnel to save the children. On the verge of death, the chaotic spiritual roots that had been dormant for sixteen years suddenly awakened in his body. The space was distorted, spiritual energy flowed backwards, and the legendary talent shocked the entire audience.
Tianji Pavilion wanted to take him for their own use, and the aristocratic family regarded him as a thorn in their side. However, Lin Xiaoyu, his only close friend in the past, gradually drifted away after his rise. From the humiliation of being trampled on a spiritual stone, to crushing the pride of a golden elixir monk with his bare hands; from struggling for half a piece of spiritual bread, to taking control of the global spiritual veins, Ye Feng used the power of chaos to tear open the iron curtain of class solidification, only to find that the awakening of spiritual roots was just the beginning - the conspiracy behind the system, the seal of the ancient demon god, and the prying eyes of the interstellar cultivation civilization were pushing him step by step into the whirlpool of fate. He points his sword at the sky, not for hegemony, but just for every "mortal body" to hold their heads high, so that in this world of high martial arts, there will no longer be a feeling of poverty.
