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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

"Stop crying already." Yang Wei hissed.

Zhu Wenqian had teary eyes as she pouted like a sad child.

"Why can't I cry? You stole all of the Dragon Soul Grass from me." She complained.

"B-But what exactly did I reap? All I know is that old fogey probably did something to you and made you chase after him."

Yang Wei remained silent for a few moments.

Although he understood Fan Ping's motive in lying to him about not knowing how to leave this area. He still felt a bit cheated in this whole ordeal.

Yang Wei had trusted Fan Ping yet in turn, Fan Ping used his trust and lied to him.

"You don't have to worry about that. This is my business with him." Yang Wei said.

Zhu Wenqian wrinkled her brows, clearly disappointed and resentful at him.

"Fine, don't tell me anything." Zhu Wenqian crossed her arms before moving closer to Yang Wei.

Saint Blood