Lin Mo was a good-for-nothing. Five years after joining the sect, his Qi Refining cultivation was still stuck at the third level. His fiancée, Liu Ruyan, tore up their betrothal contract in public, while thousands of fellow disciples pointed at him and jeered, “A toad dreaming of eating swan meat.” Everyone was waiting to see this good-for-nothing make a humiliating exit. No one knew that every mocking, contemptuous, and disgusted look was pushing him toward greater heights.
Every insult made his cultivation rise by one level. The more people looked down on him, the stronger he became.
From the day he was publicly humiliated on the martial arts grounds, Lin Mo had been bound to the “Emotion Collection System”: all the negative emotions others felt toward him were converted into cultivation. To break through, he deliberately wandered around the sect to attract insults, pretended to get in people’s way at the marketplace to annoy them, and even signed up for a secret-realm trial so people could mock him for “not knowing his place.” Every cry of “good-for-nothing” was nourishment, and every contemptuous glance was a miraculous elixir.
Three months ago, everyone had been stepping on this gray stone. Now he could flick an inner-sect expert at the mid Foundation Establishment stage away with a single finger. When envoys from the Five Sects came storming to his door and demanded, “What gives you the right to grow stronger?” Lin Mo looked at their wary, bewildered, and resentful faces and calmly told them, “Every bit of your hatred is a stepping stone on my path to immortality.”
But the secret of the System was far more complicated than it seemed. As the threshold to Foundation Establishment slowly revealed itself beside the full-moon spirit spring, and the side effects of manipulating emotions began to emerge, Lin Mo discovered that the farther he walked this cultivation path fueled by other people’s emotions, the heavier the price became.
But that was all right. There were still plenty of people to insult him, and the road ahead was long.
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