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In a world ruled by spiritual energy, Kent is a nobody—mocked as a poor egg seller and struggling to survive. But when fate grants him an "SSS-Rank system", everything changes.  

His FIRST ability? "SSS-Rank Copy Spiritual Energy."
- He can steal power from anyone—through their emotions.  
- Every laugh, every rage, every moment of despair -fuels his growth.
- The stronger the emotion, the greater his reward.

Ding! +1000 SP copied from a grand elder (Shock).  
Ding! +5000 SP copied from a divine emperor (Despair).  

His SECOND ability? "SSS-Rank Architect of Creation."
(From chapter 54)
- He doesn’t just copy—he rebuilds everything.
- He can craft weapons, techniques, and divine skills from pure spiritual energy.  
- He doesn’t need to steal artifacts—he makes better ones. 

Kent's little sister Nima, she also get a Dark power "SSS-RANK Soul Binder" ability. She Boss around all the time, influence by Anime, Manga, and TV dramas.

From the shadows of poverty to the pinnacle of power, Kent’s rise is unstoppable. But when the world learns of his -godlike abilities-, every sect, emperor, and deity will hunt him down.  

Will he become the greatest cultivator in history—or the most wanted thief of all time?
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Chapter 52: Whispers in the Shadows

All these people follow him for many different reasons. They all have their different purposes. These organizations and clan leaders rule their forces under one supreme leader.

The sound of water echoed softly, an unsettling rhythm in the damp, dark hall. In the centre of an unknown island, a massive fortress rose ominously—a relic of ancient times, long forgotten by the world. Its obsidian spires scraped the heavens, jagged and unyielding as if they had once reached for the stars themselves, only to be cast down by time.

Inside, the air was thick with an oppressive unease. The long hall stretched endlessly into darkness, illuminated only by flickering torches that barely lit the way. Shadows danced along the cracked stone walls, alive in their menacing way. The flickering light seemed to pull at the edges of the room, hiding more than it revealed.