"One last pull... Please, let it be a High-Tier Spirit!"
On the summoning dais of the Magic Cube Spirit-Master Academy, Lin Yue's hands were clenched so tight her knuckles had turned white. Her eyes were locked onto the center of the platform, her breath coming in sharp, shallow gasps as if her heart might leap out of her chest at any second.
"Give it to me..." she whispered to herself.
The final 100 Soul Gold in her hand dissolved, vanishing into the air. For a moment, the atmosphere turned to stone; everyone watching held their breath.
Suddenly, a streak of golden light—like a falling star—slashed across the sky and slammed into the dais. The radiance was blinding, searing the air and reflecting in the wide-eyed stares of the crowd.
"Gold! It's a featured banner character!" someone shouted in excitement.
"Lin Yue really is the ultimate 'Unlucky One'... It took her a full 180 pulls just to hit the pity gold," another person sighed.
Lin Yue herself could only stare at the light. Her heart hammered against her ribs like a drum, her hands trembling uncontrollably. An SSR Spirit—if she truly held one in her hands, it could mean supreme glory, or a burden far heavier than she could imagine.
"Is it... a B-rank or an SSR?" she prayed silently. The surrounding clamor faded into a blur; all that remained was the burning, rhythmic throb of her own desire.
Finally, the golden light settled, and the entire summoning platform seemed to ignite. Lin Yue held her breath, waiting for fate to reveal itself.
Despite the abysmally low drop rates, the lure of a High-Tier Spirit—or even a legendary SSR—made it impossible for Lin Yue to back down.
Always one to defy the odds, she had only one thought left in her mind: Go big or go home.
"As long as it's C-rank or higher... that's enough. Come on, let's settle this!" she murmured. Her fists were clenched so tight her palms began to sweat.
On the dais, the golden light pulsed, and the air seemed to turn to glass. Every eye was fixed on that descending radiance; even the sound of breathing felt intrusive.
This wasn't some virtual game. The Spirits summoned here were flesh and blood—real beings that crossed over into the physical world to live alongside their masters. Who wouldn't be electrified?
As the light slowly ebbed, a humanoid silhouette began to take shape. Instantly, the crowd erupted:
"A humanoid Spirit!"
"A high-quality pull for sure!"
"Is it an ancient hero? A god of war? Or some other humanoid variant?"
"Humanoids are the best! They can talk, they look great—pulling one is like picking up a 'husband' or a 'wife'!"
"Lin Yue is about to take flight!"
In the Pool of All Realms, the variety of Spirits was endless: Humans, Elves, Dragons, Beastkin, Undead... but humanoid types were generally easier to train and much more pleasing to the eye.
Lin Yue's face flushed as her pulse quickened. She stared intensely at the figure emerging from the gold, her mind racing with a single question: The Rank! The Rank determines everything!
Finally, the golden light vanished completely—
Standing there on the dais was a handsome young man wearing casual sneakers and a T-shirt. He looked utterly bewildered, blinking as he scanned his strange new surroundings.
Directly above his head, a dull, grayish-white "R" symbol flickered, searing itself into everyone's vision.
The scene exploded into chaos:
"Holy crap! An R-card?!"
"That's a piece of trash even rarer than an SSR!"
"Lin Yue is a 'god' at pulling! A once-in-a-century R-rank humanoid garbage!"
"The final stretch... I thought she had a guaranteed SSR in the bag, only to get intercepted by this pile of R-tier junk..."
"Pfft, look at those sneakers and those skinny arms. He looks decent enough, but forget about monsters—I bet he couldn't even handle a Slime!"
Lin Yue bit her lip, the sweat on her palms feeling cold, yet she refused to let go of hope.
In the world of All Realms, Spirits were categorized by strength and potential: R, F, E, D, C, B, A, SR, SSR, and UR. From bottom to top, every tier was a symbol of power and rarity.
And what she had just pulled was... an R-rank humanoid Spirit.
An R-card—the so-called "trash tier" of the Spirit world.
Hardly any Spirit-Master was willing to waste time contracting or cultivating them. Their combat power was despairingly low; in some cases, they couldn't even beat the Spirit-Master who summoned them. Worse yet, they weren't even worth using as "fodder" to level up other Spirits. They simply lacked the quality to be useful, even as sacrifices.
As the mockery from below the stage rose in waves, Yuan Wu's head spun in a daze. A few familiar keywords jolted through his mind like electric currents:
"Pity break...?"
"R-card...?"
"SSR...?"
The realization hit him like a physical blow—he had actually transmigrated into a gacha pool as a Spirit, and he had just been pulled.
Having played countless gacha and cultivation games in his past life, Yuan Wu never imagined that one day he would become the "unit" in someone else's hand—judged by his stats and destined to be "raised." The sensation was beyond anything a game could offer.
Just then, an abrupt, mechanical, and cold voice echoed in his mind:
[Ding!]
[Congratulations, Host! You have transmigrated to the world of Universal Spirit Summoning. The "Ever-Changing Power Ceiling System" has been successfully activated!]
[Host Current Rank: R]
[By successfully forming a contract with a Spirit-Master, "Ever-Changing Mode" will be unlocked and the "Newbie Starter Pack" will be activated. Reward: One random SSR Power-Ceiling Character Template.]
[Defeating monsters will fill the Reward Bar, allowing the Host to draw new SSR Ceiling Templates.]
[Current Reward Bar Progress: 0%]
[Other functions are currently locked. Please look forward to future updates...]
[Current Mission: The Host is currently as weak as an average college student. Quickly find a suck—ahem, a Spirit-Master to sign a contract! Without the spiritual energy maintenance of a Spirit-Master, a Spirit cannot exist for long and will eventually dissipate into nothingness!]
Yuan Wu's pupils flared—the transmigrator's blessing had finally arrived!
After hearing the system's explanation, it all clicked: he might be a "trash-tier" R-card right now, but the moment he signed a contract, he could instantly transform into an SSR and gain god-tier combat power!
And the best part? By slaying monsters to fill the bar, he could pull more SSR templates.
This... doesn't this mean that pulling me is the equivalent of pulling every SSR character in existence?
Excitement surged through him, and he nearly jumped for joy.
I'm not a trash card... I'm a Divine Card with infinite scaling! This is totally broken!
Snapping back to reality, he instinctively looked up to find the "lucky" Spirit-Master who had summoned him.
Their eyes met instantly.
Before him stood a girl with a delicate, oval-shaped face—a true beauty.
But what left Yuan Wu speechless was her expression. The look of pure anticipation and excitement she had held moments ago was contorting at a visible speed, turning pale and grim, as if she had just pulled the most unreliable piece of junk in the universe.
Yuan Wu raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze landing on the girl—Lin Yue—and the fury burning in her eyes.
She was staring intently at that dull, grayish-white "R" above his head as if it were the filthiest symbol in existence. her face was paler and more contorted than a low-tier Spirit in a failed summon.
"An R-card?!" She could barely believe her own eyes.
As a descendant of a noble family of Spirit-Masters—a lineage of high-born elites and geniuses—Lin Yue had actually pulled... the lowest-tier, most useless piece of trash imaginable.
"No—!!! I don't believe it!!!"
She let out a soul-shattering shriek that nearly made Yuan Wu jump out of his skin.
Below the stage, the discussions rose to a fever pitch. Mockery, schadenfreude, and booming laughter melded into a single wave of noise, while Lin Yue projected all of her rage and despair onto him—the "R-card."
"Impossible! How could someone like me, Lin Yue, pull a piece of garbage like you?!"
"Trash! You lowly thing!"
Her eyes were rimmed with red, her resentment practically overflowing.
Watching her point at him and scream, Yuan Wu suppressed a secret smirk. Haha, so much passion... I guess an R-card is more of a heart-stopper than an SSR.
"Those were my one hundred and eighty pulls!"
"My pity-break guaranteed Spirit!"
"All of my Spirit Stones!"
"My brilliant future as a Spirit-Master!"
"It's all been ruined by an R-card like you!!"
Yuan Wu couldn't help but shake his head, calculating his next move. Not bad, not bad. Being a 'trash card' has sent her into a total mental breakdown. This contrast... it's perfect.
Meanwhile, he maintained the plain, unremarkable composure typical of an R-rank unit, while secretly plotting—once the contract was signed and the Ever-Changing System kicked in, who would dare call him trash then?
[The journey has officially begun! Don't forget to add this to your library, drop some power stones, and send gifts to push for faster updates!]
[We've all played countless gacha games—but this time, we're stepping into the pool ourselves as the SSR protagonist. Let's experience the ultimate rush of an R-card counterattacking his way to godhood!]