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“Seven days from now, all those who fail to Break through to the Qi Refining Realm will be sent down the mountain to find their own way.”

“May you all take care of yourselves.”

At the foot of Qingxuan Sect mountain, on the stone slab of the Menial Labor Courtyard,

The Sect's steward's voice was as cold as ice, striking everyone's heart.

As soon as the words fell, the crowd instantly erupted.

Some people's faces showed the relief of having survived a disaster, while more people's faces were ashen.

Lin Mo was one of those with an ashen face.

Seven days!

Only seven days!!

His palms unconsciously clenched, his nails digging into his flesh, but the stinging pain was far less than the despair in his heart.

The Body Tempering Eighth Level, this Realm was like an insurmountable chasm, firmly blocking him from the gates of the Qi Refining Realm.

Three years, a full three years, he had transformed from a young man full of fantasies about Cultivation into a Trash who was about to be swept out.

“Alas… my dream of becoming a powerhouse is destined to be shattered after all.”

Lin Mo's heart was bitter, his lowered eyelids concealing all his unwillingness.

Just then, a sarcastic voice sounded in front of him, carrying undisguised mockery.

“Oh, isn’t this our Menial Labor Courtyard’s unyielding Lin Mo?”

The newcomer's eyes were frivolous, and a playful smile hung on his face.

“What? This look, as if your parents died, did you encounter something troubling?”

Speaking of this, he deliberately clapped his head exaggeratedly, “Oh, look at my memory, you were originally an orphan, without parents, hahaha…”

The harsh laughter silenced the surrounding chatter.

Lin Mo slowly raised his head, and in those eyes that should have been dim, there was now a cold chill.

He stared at the disgusting face in front of him, spitting out only one word: “Scram!”

“What the hell did you say?!”

Zhang Han’s smile instantly froze, turning ferocious!

“Say it again for me?”

“Just a dog at the Body Tempering Eighth Level, I’ve given you too much face, how dare you provoke me again and again?”

“Let me tell you, if it weren’t for you, son of a bitch, cowering inside the Sect and not going out, I would have crushed you long ago, you know?”

He took a step closer, the aura of a Qi Refining Realm Cultivator subtly emanating, pressing down on Lin Mo.

Lin Mo remained motionless, a mocking sneer playing on his lips.

“Heh, idiot, what are you babbling about?”

“If you’re not convinced, then make a move?”

“If you don’t dare to move, then scram, don’t be an eyesore.”

“You!” Zhang Han trembled with anger, veins bulging on his forehead, his fists clenching with a cracking sound.

He really wanted to cripple this guy who didn’t know his place with one punch!

But the Sect’s rules were strict; private fights, especially when a higher Realm Disciple actively attacked a lower Realm Disciple, would be severely punished once discovered.

He had just Broken through to the Qi Refining Realm, and his future was bright; he absolutely couldn’t make a mistake at this time.

“Good, good, good!” Zhang Han said “good” three times in a row, the venom in his eyes almost overflowing.

“You just wait for me! Seven days later, when the Sect kicks you, this dog, out, I will let you know what despair is!”

After uttering this threat, Zhang Han glared fiercely at Lin Mo, then turned and pushed through the crowd, leaving.

Watching his retreating back, Lin Mo cursed him as an idiot in his heart, no longer paying attention to the surrounding whispers, and went straight back to his dilapidated, simple wooden hut.

With a “bang,” the door closed, cutting off all outside sounds.

Lin Mo collapsed onto the hard wooden plank bed as if all his strength had left him, staring blankly at the spiderweb-filled ceiling.

Endless bitterness welled up from the bottom of his heart, instantly engulfing him.

He did not originally belong to this world.

Eighteen years ago, he was still an ordinary person on Blue Star, but he was run over by an out-of-control heavy-duty truck and died. When he woke up, he became an abandoned infant in this world.

After that, he was adopted by an elderly widower and grew up with difficulty.

After the old man passed away, he struggled to survive alone for a few years, and finally, at the age of fifteen, he heard that Qingxuan Sect was recruiting Utility Disciples.

To change his fate, and to embark on the legendary path of immortality, he came without a second thought.

Fortunately, he passed the assessment and became one of the many Disciples.

The rules of Qingxuan Sect were also very simple: Utility Disciples, if they could Break through to the Qi Refining Realm within three years, could be promoted to Outer Sect Disciple.

If they failed, they would be dismissed and sent down the mountain.

The Sect was not a charity; it couldn’t always support a group of untalented Trash.

Originally, Lin Mo thought that since he was at least one of the Transmigrators, his talent couldn’t be that bad.

But reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

His talent, to say it wasn’t bad, could only be described as utterly mediocre.

For three full years, he barely managed to Cultivate to the Body Tempering Eighth Level.

He was still a step away from the Body Tempering Ninth Level, let alone the ethereal Qi Refining Realm.

Seven days later, his expulsion from the Sect was a foregone conclusion.

“When others Transmigrate, they either step on a Holy Land or punch a Saint. When it comes to me, there’s no Golden Finger, and I’m playing the outdated Trash trope?”

Lin Mo laughed out of anger, his laughter filled with self-mockery and sorrow.

“So, when I was run over by the heavy-duty truck, my Luck was also crushed along with it?”

After the laughter, only boundless despondency remained.

He knew very well that a petty person like Zhang Han, who held grudges, would definitely not let him go.

Once he was expelled from the Sect and lost its protection, Zhang Han would have ten thousand ways to make him disappear without a trace.

His conflict with Zhang Han stemmed from simple bullying.

Zhang Han’s elder brother was an Outer Sect Disciple, so he relied on this relationship to lord it over the Utility Disciples and extort Cultivation resources.

Lin Mo was stubborn and never gave in; he had provoked Zhang Han several times, and thus the feud was formed.

Originally, with both of them in similar Realms, Zhang Han couldn't do anything to him.

But just a few days ago, Zhang Han’s brother somehow obtained an ‘Energy-Drawing Pill’.

Medicinal Pill was Medicinal Pill.

Compared to the crude body tempering powder (crude form) that these Utility Disciples could only receive once every three months, it was infinitely better.

Relying on that Medicinal Pill, Zhang Han successfully Broke through to the Qi Refining Realm.

He only needed to wait seven more days to officially become an Outer Sect Disciple,

While he himself would become a stray dog driven out of his home.

One in the Nine Heavens, one on the ground.

“Hmph, at worst… I’ll blow him up!”

A fierce glint flashed in Lin Mo’s eyes.

He pulled out a dilapidated money pouch from under the bed board, containing all the savings he had painstakingly accumulated.

“Sacrificing all my possessions should be enough to exchange for a common ‘Explosive Talisman’ from the market. When he blocks me outside the Sect, I’ll detonate it directly!”

“Even if it doesn’t blow him to death, it should leave him permanently crippled!”

This crazy thought brought him a hint of pleasure, but what followed was an even deeper sadness.

“Am I, a dignified Transmigrator, really going to end up perishing with a scumbag?”

Life was bleak.

Just as Lin Mo was in despair, feeling even his breathing heavy,

A mechanical voice, devoid of emotion, like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, suddenly exploded in his mind!

“Ding! Detected host’s strong unwillingness…”

“national dao foundation sharing system, activating…”

“10%… 50%… 100%!”

“System activation successful! Host bound: Lin Mo!”