Others are cultivating immortality, competing for talent, grabbing opportunities, and competing to be seen by the whole world.
Lin Yuan cultivates immortality, pretending to be dead, weak, and useless, for fear of being looked at twice.
On the first day he traveled to the Qinglian Sword Sect, he was stabbed through by a fellow sect member and thrown into a mass grave. Relying on the unique skill of pretending to be dead, which he developed as a social animal in his previous life, he successfully survived the system binding——
[Gou Dao Wushuang system is activated. The more you hide, the stronger you become, and the more you hide, the more invincible you become.
Being called a waste, rewarded. Reward for not fighting back when slapped. The mirror showed "no one", and everyone in the audience thought that he was so useless that even heaven would not recognize him, and the reward was doubled.
From then on, Lin Yuan never looked back on the road to "the first level of Qi refining".
Until that day, he took on an apprentice. The disciple was carrying the Holy Body of Chaos, three days of foundation building, and one month of golden elixir. The whole sect was rushing to get it, but they hugged his thigh and cried: "Master won't leave, and I won't leave either!"
Until that day, he picked up the broken sword. In the illusion in the sword, a man who looked exactly like him stood on the mountain of corpses and sea of blood eons ago, and said: "Don't let the sword speak for you."
Until that day, his best friend Lu Chenzhou pulled out the sword from behind.
"Lin Yuan, Heaven will forget you. But I will remember you."
Lin Yuan turned around and smiled: "I have endured nine hundred and ninety-nine chapters just to hear you say this."
If someone else's sword is unsheathed, the world will know.
Lin Yuan's sword has never been unsheathed. Heaven has been looking for it for ten thousand years, but has not found it.
