Zero_Things

Haru was the best mage in the Japanese army. Building up a amazing reputation before deciding to give up his life in the military and settle down.

 His plans were cut short as he found himself in the body of a baby.

 He taught himself magic again from scratch before finding himself in a dire situation whilst on his first school trip causing him to give up on magic and take on the art of Chinese cultivation. 

His master was a soul fragment of an ancient cultivator who placed his soul inside of a golden ring in the shape of a dragons body.

 What kind of mysteries did this ring hold?

 And who was this cultivator who saved Haru from the brink of death?

The Legendary F Rank

As Drobo got down from his chair he stepped out into the opening where the nascent soul stage cultivator was standing. He looked up at the man for a moment before he turned around and looked down at him.

"Are you from this middle realm? Hmm… is it also a place for midgets too?" The cultivator asked with a smirk on his face as he tried to impress the people who were present within the hall. But not a single person let out so much as a chuckle.

"Come on. You don't really expect me to fight this guy, do you? What if I accidentally step on him?" The cultivator looked up at Haru who was standing with a blank expression. He couldn't help but feel bad for the guy and began to fear that there would be no one who could save him at this point. He didn't quite know how strong Drobo was but if he came from the middle realm then he was in fact much stronger than a nascent soul stage cultivator.

Imperial families.