Others practice to absorb spiritual energy, while Mo Yuan practices to absorb bad luck.
As the most miserable slime in Bone Broken Cliff, he has not grown to the size of a thumb in three hundred years. He is chased by hares, trampled by wolves, and can be hit by lightning accurately even while hiding from the rain. He is called "the shame of the demon clan". Until one day, he accidentally breathed in the iron-backed wolf's bad luck - not only was he not repelled, but his body surged, his spiritual energy absorption doubled, and he could even roll three times faster than before!
From then on, Mo Yuan opens up a new world: encountering a provocation from a monster? Unlucky enough to cause it to slip and break its teeth; to be chased by monks? A bit of bad luck caused him to fall off the cliff with his sword broken and the rope; even the Emperor of Heaven hosted a banquet to invite him to a meeting. As soon as he entered, the glazed tiles on the roof of the palace "clanged" on the Emperor's throne.
A mysterious boss wearing a silver mask pinched him and said, "Follow me and I will make you so strong that even gods are afraid of you."
Mo Yuan shook his body like black coal: "But I'm afraid I'll get you into trouble too..."
The boss chuckled: "What a coincidence, the most important thing in my life is luck."
So everyone in the three realms watched helplessly: the little slime who was once bullied by everyone, sucked the bad luck and counterattacked all the way, rolled from the bottom of the cliff to the heavenly palace, and finally changed the name of the list of gods. After all, no one can defeat the "bad luck god of war" who can make opponents choke on water, walk with sprained feet, and can be struck crooked by lightning even when they are trying to survive a catastrophe!
