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“I shall not yield to fate nor destiny. I will create my legacy.” Yang Wei said as he stared at the clear blue sky.

Yang Wei, a mortal who has no background or power to become a cultivator except for his undying determination. An unwillingness to accept his fate as he will break away the chain that casts him behind.

In a world where spiritual qi exists, humans can utilize this power to cultivate and become a legend themselves. However, the path itself is gruesome and achieved through multiple obstacles.

Now it’s the time for Yang Wei to achieve something that no other predecessor has done in the past.



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Primordial Cultivator

"Fan Ping…How nostalgic…" The small pagoda-like body said.

His voice was tranquil as he continued, "No one had said my original name for a long time."

Zhu Wenqian ignored his nostalgic moment as she activated her movement technique.

With a blink of the light, Zhu Wenqian reappeared in front of Fan Ping as she hacked her sword filled with sword intent at him.

"Die," Zhu Wenqian screamed as she made sure that her one strike would decimate him.

Meanwhile, Fan Ping smirked at the strike by Zhu Wenqian.

"Amateur." Fan Ping snorted as he changed his form into a miniature man.

Afterward, he clamped on Zhu Wenqian's sword with two fingers as he grinned evilly.

"Your sword strike may be fancy but it has no foundation," he added.

Zhu Wenqian widened her eyes in surprise when Fan Ping nullified her sword strike without much effort.