The Max-Level Expert Goes on a Rampage with Her Useless Spiritual Root

As the last celestial master of the modern age, I transmigrated with max-level metaphysical skills, only to test as having seven useless spiritual roots.

Everyone mocked me, saying that having too many roots meant leveling up slowly, and I might as well start begging now.

Only the down-and-out sect leader trembled with excitement and sent a message to his reclusive martial uncle in the middle of the night.

“Martial Uncle, our sect has found a treasure!”

As I stood there, puzzled, a streak of light flashed across the sky. A cool and aloof immortal descended on the clouds, his voice trembling:

“Child, would you be willing to become my disciple? Our sect specializes in treating people with too many spiritual roots!”

And so began my path of cultivation, fighting monsters to level up and forming contracts with adorable pets.