Lin Yu was a farmer's son from Qingxi Village. The day he was found to have a five-element mixed spiritual root, everyone at Xuanyuan Temple laughed at him: With a useless aptitude like that, reaching the Meridian Opening stage would be a miracle worthy of his ancestors' graves smoking.
No one knew that his greatest strength in life was his ability to lie low.
When others fought tooth and nail over opportunities in secret realms, he crouched by the cave entrance and waited for everyone to wound each other, then quietly slipped the remaining spirit herbs into his storage pouch;
When others fought desperately to stand out and claim resources at their sect's grand tournament, he deliberately stayed just inside the top thirty, afraid that taking even one extra spirit stone would draw attention;
When others made a grand show of breaking through to the Core Formation stage, eager to announce it to the whole prefecture, he sealed his cave abode three times over and quietly completed his breakthrough. Then he went out and walked around pretending to be at the Bone Tempering stage.
Several hundred years passed. The geniuses who had mocked him were either dead in secret realms or running for their lives from their enemies, while Lin Yu had steadily amassed a fortune: half a secret chamber piled with magical treasures, control of three spirit veins, and even seven tribulation pills for his heavenly tribulation.
Then one day, the ninth level of the heavenly tribulation struck above his cave abode, and the old monsters throughout the Eastern Continent were stunned:
How had that gray-robed rogue cultivator who sold medicinal herbs at a street-corner stall become a True Integration Realm expert without anyone noticing?
