In an age when spiritual energy is running dry, everyone is fighting over the last scraps of it.
Ye Fusheng doesn't compete. He cultivates "loss."
When spiritual energy fades away, the "emptiness" it leaves behind becomes his power.
At the family tournament, he is knocked to the ground in front of everyone. His fiancee breaks off their engagement, and the crowd laughs at him.
Ye Fusheng tears up the marriage contract and says just one thing:
"I'll wait for you three years from now. If you don't come, I'll go to the Shen family and find you."
Everyone thinks he's just bragging.
No one knows he carries a jade pendant.
Inside the pendant is a gray-white space called the Ruin Abyss.
Within the Ruin Abyss is a cultivation method called the Floating Life Art.
The first page reads:
"Heaven and earth are rich in spirit. When spirit is exhausted, the void is born. The world pursues spirit; I alone guard the void."
The stronger others become, the weaker he gets? No.
The more others look down on him, the faster he cultivates.
When Ye Yunxiao curses him, his cultivation rises another level.
When the whole city laughs at him for a day, he breaks through a realm.
But there's a problem:
Every time he grows stronger, the world withers a little more.
His rise to power means he is personally burying this age.
Deep in the Ruin Abyss lies the truth he must face.
"My father made me into a blade."
"But whether that blade is drawn..."
"That's up to me."
It is a slow-burning but gradually getting better cultivation novel, with three-dimensional characters, clear motivations, and patient foreshadowing. The pace is slow, the density of exciting points is insufficient, there are slightly too many deduction paragraphs, and the battle descriptions could be more detailed. It is suitable for readers of traditional fantasy who like logic and depth, and is not a fast-food novel.