Waste Pulse? I Stole the Whole World's Fate

In the big world of Xuanhuang, destiny is determined for life. Those who are born with dragon, phoenix, thunder, and fire patterns are considered to be geniuses from heaven, who enter the sect and hold power, and are born superior to others. Those who are born with "waste veins" and have no fate pattern will be slaves and maids, digging mines and filling pits, never getting ahead for generations. Lin Jin was the lowest-level slave in the mine. He lived in the mud with his seriously ill sister, and his ribs were broken by the supervisor for half a piece of dry food. Until a wordless black monument deep in the mine melts into the palm of his hand, the power of taboo quietly awakens - he can see through the destiny patterns of all things in the world, and can even steal other people's destiny as his own! The supervisor's "iron destiny"? Steal it, and from then on, the body will be covered with copper, iron, and sticks without any damage; the "Thunder Blade Destiny" of an outside genius? Borrow it, chop the proud bones of Heaven with one knife, and make him kneel down in public; the elder's "Alchemy Fate"? If you take it, just pick up a pill and all the alchemists in the sect will rush for it. From the mine to the inner gate, from the forbidden land to the nine heavens, he stole all the best fates in the world, broke through the shocking conspiracy of the sect's senior officials to extract mortal fates to refine the elixir, and even faced the master of the Tianming Pavilion who was in charge of heavenly punishment. Some people called him a life thief and a traitor to heaven. Lin Jin stood under the destiny canopy with a knife in hand, and only replied: "Destiny is determined? Then I will steal this destiny and give everyone a chance to rewrite it." On the day when the destiny sky that shrouded the world suddenly shattered, the world finally knew that he was born with a useless pulse and was also the master of all lives.