Low-Grade Commoner, Slaying Gods Today

“I’ve raised you long enough. It’s time to harvest you.” As the System chuckled in his mind, Ye Qing had already cut down gods and buddhas across the heavens and crushed the nine celestial palaces beneath his feet. He had thought he was Heaven’s chosen one. He had thought that his “inferior-grade” spiritual root was merely the start of his rise. Only now did he understand: he was nothing but a Gu worm raised by the System. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Ye Qing looked back at the mountain of corpses behind him and suddenly smiled. “A Gu cultivator?” “Have you ever heard this saying?” “Even a Gu worm can bite back.”