Five-Element Spiritual Roots: I'm a Good-for-Nothing, but I Can See Stolen Lifespans

Jiang Zhaoye has the least valued Five Element Spiritual Roots in the cultivation world.

All he wanted was to look after the family medicine shop and live peacefully with his younger sister. But during the Lantern Renewal Ceremony at Huishi Town’s Longevity Shrine, they announced that eleven-year-old Jiang Xiaoman had only three years left to live.

Everyone said she had been born with a short life.

What the hell, how could he accept that?

The ancestral lamp in Jiang Zhaoye’s arms told him that the thirteen years of life his sister should have had were transferred into a hidden ledger of fate.

The ancient lamp was called the Lamp That Illuminates the World.

Where its light fell, he could see where life fire came from and where it was sent. It could reveal accounts that had been concealed, but it could not grant power out of thin air. Each time he lit it, Jiang Zhaoye had to pay a price too.

From the Longevity Shrine in Huishi Town, to the Medicine Peak of the Taixuan Sect, and then to the Immortal Court looming over the Nine Provinces, a thousand-year-old industry built on life fire gradually came to light.

Some told him that sacrificing a few was necessary to protect the many.

Jiang Zhaoye simply raised the lamp:

“Make the accounts public first, then let those who pay the price decide for themselves.”

A menial cultivator with Five Element Spiritual Roots, and an ancient lamp that only illuminates the price.

He will reclaim the thirteen years his sister lost, and ask this lofty path to immortality: who should decide the fate of all living beings?