Lin Jin exposed the mine's corrupt accounts, only to have his cultivation crippled by the sect and be thrown into a poisonous mine to die. Everyone thought this useless disciple, who could barely hold his own bowl, would never rise again.
Until a poisonous pill fell into an old furnace, and its discarded medicinal power transformed into pure spiritual essence.
While others compete for spirit herbs and fight over treasure mines, he collects discarded pills and poisonous ore that nobody dares touch. The waste others despise is the very resource he needs to reopen his meridians, break through, and grow stronger.
The mine supervisor who docked his pay? He'll leave his life behind first. The steward who destroyed his meridians? Just wait for Lin Jin to return to the mountain with a blade in hand. If the sect dares to seal the mountain, he'll seize its storehouses. If the provincial government dares to cut off supplies, he'll tear down its checkpoints.
But as he settles old scores one by one, Lin Jin discovers that above the sect is the provincial government, and above the provincial government is a Heavenly Court that extracts spiritual energy from the mortal world.
They say ants should bow their heads and accept their fate.
Lin Jin grips the blade in his hand. "This time, you'll be the ones looking up at me."
