Cultivation story about an ordinary person + golden finger + decisive and ruthless + not brainless + dark + slow burn + cunning + sinister cultivator
Zuo Wudu was reborn. He came back to life in the mortal realm of a vast cultivation world, with an unreasonable ability: he could steal anything.
Magical treasures? Taken. Pills? Pocketed. Spirit ore? Hauled away. Anyone’s storage pouch would be empty after he passed by. Even a supreme inheritance treasure hidden in the eye of a formation would end up in his pocket without him so much as lifting a hand. No sound, no trace. Nobody saw or noticed a thing.
Someone called him a petty thief, so he tucked that person’s sect-protecting treasure into his robe and patted them on the shoulder as he walked by. “Who are you talking about?”
Someone set a trap to surround and kill him. He simply stole all the spirit materials used to lay the formation, leaving the famous formation useless on the spot while he was already ten li away.
The cultivation world has plenty of rules. Zuo Wudu has just one: don’t mess with me. If you do, I’ll strip you down to your underwear.
Some people cultivate the sword, others cultivate magic. He cultivates one thing: quick hands.
Killing the Lin family deserves five stars
In the first 10 chapters, I knew I had to chase it to the end~