Wanwu Returns to His Clan: Swallowing Spirits

In the 102nd year of spiritual recovery, martial arts decides everything. Which spiritual root to awaken, what school to attend, what status in this life - all are destined to die at the age of sixteen. Liu Shuheng was stamped at the age of ten: he was falsely incompetent, his spiritual energy was not entering his body, and he was advised to give up martial arts. For six years, he smashed an elm stake every day, and was told "it's time to go" every day. Every day, he sat in the third group and watched the geniuses in one group practice boxing skills with iron wooden stakes. The whole school felt that Mr. Mo was just being soft-hearted by keeping him. He felt it too. But in the past three months, when he punched, his strength could only reach 70%. There was something sucking deep in the meridians, like a fish that had been submerged in the water for six years turning over and blinking in the darkness. I'll come to the city for a re-examination the day after tomorrow. The new instrument can detect hidden spiritual roots. The whole school is talking about who will turn around overnight. Liu Shuheng didn't know whether the instrument would light up. He just clenched his fists and felt a burn on the inside of his wrist - not obvious, but definitely burning from the bones. No one knows that what is hidden in his body is not waste veins, but the only original Tao body in ancient times that can swallow Wanwu. No one knew that his parents were not killed in the war, but a tampered death report. In this world, martial arts are respected, but he does not believe in fate.