Sword Bone Grows Bright

Thirteen years ago, the Beihuang Sword Sect was wiped out overnight. Thirteen years later, Lu Changming climbed out of the dead pit of the black mine. Everyone said that he was a waste of bones, a worthless life, and a low-grade product that wouldn't even bother him if he fed it to the well. But no one knew that he fished out a broken sword from the bottom of the well, and also found a way to turn over. The black mine feeds people alive into the well, the death fighting arena takes people's lives to open the market, the sect uses handymen as dogs, and the fairy sect stands high and picks all living beings as goods. Lu Changming didn't argue, cry, or beg. He remembers whoever steps on him. He will remember who owes the sword sect a blood debt. From mine slaves to handymen, from death battles to trials, from the bottom of the mountain gate to hard work all the way up. Others rely on their birthplace, talent, and chance to cultivate immortality. He cultivates immortality by relying on tough luck, patience, and settling old scores one by one. You say he is a loser. Then he will show you how a useless skeleton crawling out of a black mine can overturn the entire fairy sect's tables one by one with a sword in hand.