[Urban High Martial Arts] [One Female Lead] [Sharp-Tongued Protagonist] [F-Rank Comeback] [Subverting the Usual Tropes]
"Lin Mo, F-rank, blood energy 0.03, blocked meridians. Next."
The crowd burst into laughter before the Awakening Stone.
That night, he got drunk at a hotel. When he woke up, someone was lying beside him.
Su Wanqing, an S-rank Pure Yin Physique, the campus belle no boy at school could even reach on tiptoe, had gone into the wrong room. She was on the verge of exploding as she faced the Heart-Severing Trial, so she grabbed him and spent the night drawing on his power.
The next day, when they tested again, the campus belle was fine, while his blood energy had shot up to 1.92 despite being F-rank.
Lin Mo looked at the bridge-shaped mark on his wrist, then at the wreckage strewn all over the room.
"So my golden finger is helping people get through tribulations?"
In this world, martial artists sever their attachments to prove the Dao. If they can't cut them off, they go mad from cultivation.
And he specializes in helping people sever whatever they can't let go of.
The Heart-Severing Trial? He'll get you through it. Reversed true energy? He'll get you through it. The city's accumulated malice from the past three hundred years...
He rolled up his sleeves. "Line up. One mouthful each. Nobody gets to skip out on the bill."
The world thinks he's a furnace, ready to refine him.
He'd rather be a bridge, helping thousands cross over.
