“A waste spirit root means you should accept your fate?” Lin Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the high-and-mighty cultivator with a heavenly spirit root. A hint of madness flashed in his eyes. “Then I'll use the very method you despise most to trample every one of you underfoot!”
In this cultivation world, where talent is judged by spirit roots, Lin Mo has the lowest-grade “waste spirit root,” leaving him no hope of becoming an immortal. Then, on the night his family was wiped out, he accidentally devoured his enemy's inner demon and discovered an unprecedented ability: he could feed on inner demons to defy the heavens and cultivate.
From then on, he walked a very different path to immortality. While others meditated to refine their qi, he sought out cultivators plagued by inner demons. While others feared being devoured by their inner demons, he treated them as the most delicious of supplements. As his cultivation grew, he uncovered a secret that could upend the entire cultivation world: the so-called “heavenly spirit roots” were nothing but shackles imposed by ancient powerhouses, and the exalted immortal sects were the greatest beneficiaries of this deception.
When the entire cultivation world branded him a demon and his former fellow disciples turned their swords against him, Lin Mo only smiled. “If you call me a demon, then I'll become the greatest demon under heaven!” Thus began an epic battle over the very nature of cultivation.
