The Ninth-Grade Wasted Meridian

In the Canglan Sect's servant quarters, Wu Guoyang knelt for three years and got a letter breaking off his engagement.

A ninth-grade mixed spiritual root, universally recognized in the cultivation world as a useless aptitude. At seventeen, he was only at the second level of Qi Refining and couldn't even enter the outer sect. Every day, he carried thirty vats of water in exchange for one low-grade spirit stone.

The day Liu Ruyan broke off their engagement, she said, "The gap between us will only keep growing. My life is just beginning, while yours has already reached its end."

Three months later, at the sect tournament, she planned to defeat him fair and square in the arena, so the whole sect could witness that ending their engagement had been the right decision.

Everyone thought Wu Guoyang was finished.

Until a crack appeared in the blue bricks of the servant quarters, and the remnant soul of the Taixu Sword Sovereign, asleep for seven thousand years, came looking for him.

"A ninth-grade mixed spiritual root isn't a crippled meridian. It's the embryonic form of the strongest Chaos Spiritual Root in all history."

"Boy, want to beat that little Foundation Establishment girl into begging for mercy three months from now?"

From that day on, a servant whose engagement had been broken off began devouring the spiritual energy of the entire cultivation world.