A Good-for-Nothing with a Mortal Root, I Prove the Dao Through Insight

A damaged spiritual root, the servant's hall: the entire sect thinks he's a good-for-nothing who will never amount to anything.

At the tournament on the high platform, the genius Zhao Huan tears up their engagement in front of everyone and brings a Mountain-Splitting Fist down on him. Every disciple in the crowd waits to see him beaten crippled.

But no one knows that Lu Yanci's eyes can see the source of every law. With a single glance, he spots three flaws in the incoming punch that no one has noticed in a thousand years. While others toil for ten years without grasping a technique, he only has to see it once to learn it, complete it, and surpass it.

Basic martial skills, incomplete techniques, ancient traces of the Dao, and lost formations are all, to him, a mix of flaws and clear paths forward. Sentenced to the Forest of Dao-Seeking Steles, a place everyone avoids, he reads the ancient steles that generations of geniuses failed to understand and unlocks their secrets one by one.

The day the good-for-nothing awakens is the day the laws of the world change hands.