Si Buqi, seventeen years old, hauls heavy loads in Qingyun City.
At the third level of the Mortal Realm, with no parents and a wretched life.
Until he finds a black stone bar in a ruined temple: so plain it looks no different from a whetstone.
Then the Green Snake Gang comes after him. Seventeen men chase him for seven li.
He survives.
After that, he gradually discovers the stone's secrets:
Put a cultivation art into it, and it can grind away the flaws. The incomplete Wild Ox Art becomes a killing move.
Send spiritual energy through it, and it can grind away impurities, making him invincible among those at the same level.
Bring it a magical weapon, and it can grind away its imprint, turning an enemy's treasure into his own.
Injured? It can even smooth out damage to his meridians, making him stronger with every battle.
The stone has only one drawback: grinding hurts. It feels like every bone in his body is being smashed, one by one.
But Si Buqi isn't afraid of pain.
He clawed his way out of the mud. Just being alive is a win.
From Qingyun City to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, from the third level of the Mortal Realm to an undying Immortal Emperor.
He crushes everything in his path.
Someone asks, “What makes you think you can do it?”
He replies, “I've got a whetstone and this wretched life of mine.”
Anyone who dares fight me for it, come and try.
