In the Jade Capital above, dense white bones lie hidden beneath golden clouds;
In the Mortal Realm's Starfall Sea, life-sustaining spiritual energy flows through rivers of blood.
Cultivation is nothing more than a high-interest loan scheme, meticulously calculated by those in power.
To be born lowly is a sin. Every breath you take adds to your debt. The Heavenly Dao is merciless, and all things are but beads on an abacus.
Li Changkong is a dirt-poor nobody from the lowest rung of society. He wants neither immortality nor invincibility. He only wants to save enough spirit stones to cure his younger sister's blindness and scrape by in this life-devouring ledger of immortality.
Until one day, a sword from his sect fell from the sky, smashing his livelihood to pieces and exposing the absurd lie that hard work is always rewarded.
It turned out that his sister, his brothers, and every lowly rogue cultivator struggling to survive in this world did not even count as consumables in the eyes of the Immortal Venerable. They were merely strings of carefully calculated kindling.
Since there is no way out, then he will overturn this celestial abacus, take up his black iron sickle, and fight his way to an immortal life without calamity!
"What you're stepping on isn't weeds. It's my sister's eyes."
This book is bound to be a hit! It's so good! I've finally found a book that doesn't insult my intelligence!