For every MC that rises to the heavens, countless side characters bite the dust. This is a first-person anthology of the tragic stories of the mountains of corpses that lost their voices under the damage caused by the unfair tropes.
"Molesting the cultivation world, one trope at a time."

The Stepping Stones

Instead of the hurtful real life, the search for my boyfriend led me to the digitally stinking behind of the internet. I'm not an extrovert but I have no problem communicating with strangers on the internet, especially if we're discussing ideas that I'm familiar with. 


I have accounts on all major social media sites, though on regular days, I only use one or two of them. 


At first, I just wanted to meet similar-minded people to discuss my ideas but the social media sites that I was on previously required me to search for those like-minded people myself, and I wasn't good at that. 


One guy had 'sigma sextillionare' written on his bio, but when I talked to him, he clearly didn't appear as ambitious as he made it seem. 


Then another guy, who claimed to be a drop-shipping guru, someone closer to my man of dreams and really ambitious, stopped talking to me after I paid him 100$ to buy his course. 


My Cold Billionaire CEO Search(2)