The whole school burst out laughing when the psychic energy test results came in.
Zhao Changsheng had practically zero psychic energy and a textbook trash spirit root. His path to cultivating immortality had been declared dead and buried.
Then one day, a manure truck came speeding by and smashed his family’s heirloom ring with a loud clang.
An old geezer who’d been asleep for a billion years popped out. “Kid, congratulations on awakening the Devouring Spirit bloodline!”
While everyone else stays up all night meditating and cultivating in seclusion, I get stronger just by taking a beating! The harder the punches, the steadier my spiritual power!
No money for spirit stones and pills? No problem. I’ll set up a stall right here. My secret-recipe “Cock-a-Doodle-Doo Pills” are officially on sale!
The moment they hit the market, cultivators across the city went wild for them, and the profits piled up fast.
I thought I could quietly keep a low profile and grow stronger, but then bad luck struck.
The powerful Pei family set its sights on his rare bloodline, constantly scheming to capture him and refine him into medicine, throwing one dirty trick after another at him.
He has to dodge the Pei family’s pursuit and schemes to stay alive;
get beaten up to level up, and run a stall to earn money and support himself;
and deal with the special attention of the Golden Core campus beauty Jiang Youwei, as well as the caring companionship of his gentle classmate Su Xiaoran.
Zhao Changsheng looks utterly helpless.
“I just want to quietly set up a stall and sell medicine! Why is the whole world out to mess with me?!”
So what if I have a trash spirit root?
I absorb spiritual energy when I get beaten up, make a fortune running a stall, and carve out my own place in the spiritual qi revival era!
