Reiki Tax

In this era, breathing has to be taxed, cultivation has to be taxed, and even the remaining souls after death have to be taken away. Chen Zhao, with the third level of Naqi and five spiritual roots, is the lowest level existence in this spiritual society. His father's spiritual energy was depleted in the spiritual vein mine accident, and he could only rely on dialysis to survive; he could only accept high-risk tasks that had been tampered with on the platform, exchange his life for spiritual coins, pay dialysis fees, and pay the residual spirit tax. He doesn't have a golden finger that defies heaven, or an expert's guidance, he only has a pair of eyes that can see the hidden layer of Qi. He saw the dead end hidden in the mission, saw the circles drawn by the dead on the wall, and saw the man-eating web woven by the platform and capital. He doesn't want to become an immortal, he doesn't want to become stronger, he just wants his father to live, and he just wants to know why people like him disappear without a trace. This is not a cool article about cultivating immortals, but a record of the survival of low-level monks. Every cent of spiritual energy tax is filled with blood.