Lin Feng steps forward for his cultivation test. His progress has been stalled for three years, and everyone mocks him as a “good-for-nothing.” His former friends have grown distant, the sect elders ignore him, and the watching disciples burst into laughter, pushing the oppressive atmosphere to its peak. But inside him is the soul of someone who transmigrated, calmly analyzing this world’s energy system while silently circulating his unique cultivation technique. He bears the mockery in silence, while thinking to himself, “A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. How could they know I’m just laying a solid foundation?”
