I took on a disciple, and I can tell at a glance how his future will turn out.
All it takes is one look at the two dazzling golden words on his forehead: Protagonist.
My senior fellow disciple, the sect leader, told me he and I have the same spiritual root. If I could obtain his, my path to cultivation would be much smoother.
Though I have no idea how the path of cultivation could get any smoother when I'm already holding back my cultivation and waiting to ascend.
Wait, Senior Brother, your character trait seems a little off.
Besides, it looks like this protagonist has other spiritual roots too. They're faint and hard to make out, but that's fine. Floating beside them are three more words: Primordial Root, in bold, glittering gold letters.
I get it now.
I'm probably the first stumbling block on my disciple's path of leveling up and face-slapping. I've even thought of the crime: stealing his spiritual root and taking his life.
Yikes, absolutely not! Why would a successor to socialism like me do something like that?
No, no. For the sake of my senior fellow disciple, who's somehow gone astray, I've decided to treat my disciple well: feed him spirit medicine, help him cultivate, and send him to heaven first.
And then,
I was wrong.
What good intentions
could the male lead of a Green River novel
possibly have
when he's your disciple?
Theme: Human determination can triumph over fate
