Waste Spiritual Roots? the Witch Gave Me Great Fortune

[No system + seizing the body + dual cultivation + brainless fun, I hope it will become smoother and smoother] On the day when I was diagnosed with useless spiritual roots, my family threw me into the spiritual plant garden to fend for myself. My fiancée bought out my seven-year engagement with ten spiritual stones. The spiritual grass I planted mutated, and the manager deliberately crippled me and took away all the credit. On a blood-moon night, I dragged my broken leg to the edge of the field. Blood dripped on the ancient monument. A barefoot witch in black walked out of the moonlight and devilish aura. She knocked on my head: "Xiandao doesn't want you?" "Then you will become a demon. I will teach you what it means to conquer the heavens."