A year ago, I was a mortal whose family was destroyed and hunted by my entire family.

A year later, I infiltrated our enemy's Wuji Sect and became a lowly servant.

No one knows that the lifespans of those geniuses and elders in the sect who mysteriously “died” of old age have become fuel for me to deduce my magical skills.

They have spent their entire lives practicing swordsmanship, but I can achieve mastery overnight by killing one person.

I took the recipe for the elixir that they treasured as a treasure and deduced it to become a god.

The sect leader was still in seclusion trying to reach a higher realm. He didn't know that the insignificant servant had already used his personal disciple's hundred-year life span to study his mountain protection formation and made it full of holes!

The day he came out of seclusion was the sect's anniversary!