The system says my life is bad. Five spiritual roots, waste materials, orphans.
Then it gave me a golden finger. Three months to build the foundation, half a year to build the golden elixir. Everyone envies me.
But not the white fox.
It screamed every time the panel came on, ten times. It's the same direction every time. There are lines growing on the edge of the panel, like thorns, piercing into my brain. It's not helping me, it's nourishing me.
The entire world of cultivation is full of people being fed. They think they are geniuses, but they are actually prey.
I made a decision to strip off the system myself and return my cultivation level to zero. Start with a grain of sand and plant a world inside your body.
The system says my life is bad.
So what? I quit.
