by qinweilaing
In the Borderwilds, a boy with no spiritual root is worth exactly one thing: the price the Black Market will pay for him. Lin Mo has spent his life as a dud-root hunter brat, useless to every sect and tolerated only by an old hunter and a yellow hound. Then the Black Market comes for him on the Blackwater Hunting Grounds, the only man who ever protected him dies in the fog, and something ancient burns awake beneath his ribs. The Heaven-Stealing Seal can rip away half a lifetime of a cultivator's Dao Fruit. Every theft adds to Heaven's Debt. At one hundred, the heavens come to collect. Lin Mo hasn't taken anything yet. But the Seal is patient, the Black Market is hunting him, and zero is only the beginning.
