Everyone was training desperately, striving to reach ever higher realms.
Only Lu Ye knew: the higher the realm, the sooner you die.
Thirty years ago, spiritual energy descended, ushering in a golden age of martial arts for all.
Tens of thousands competed for a place in the martial arts entrance exams. Clan prodigies drew everyone's attention, while grandmasters of the first rank were worshipped by the masses.
No one knew that the so-called spiritual energy was a cosmic pollutant, and cultivation was a slow poisoning process.
Third-rank cultivators grew irritable, second-rank cultivators lost their memories, first-rank cultivators mutated, and not a single grandmaster survived.
The “heroes” sent to the front lines by the Martial Arts Bureau were nothing but human filter cartridges for the poison.
Lu Ye, a good-for-nothing who was born unable to absorb spiritual energy, had one great ambition: graduate and take over his family's little convenience store.
Then he accidentally discovered that a single touch from him could disperse the spiritual taint inside a martial artist's body and forcibly lower their realm.
Geniuses begged him to cripple their cultivation, grandmasters begged him to spare their lives, and the Martial Arts Bureau chased after him to recruit him.
While others trained to climb higher, he was determined to drag them back down.
The world sought the peak of martial arts, but he went against the current.
He would bring this golden age of lies to a complete end.
Great,