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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

Yang Wei was determined to have his own betrothal gift to marry Jing Feng. He could not allow her to help him out in this matter.

As a man, if he still needs to rely on his woman to marry her, then he might as well not marry her, to begin with. Only a useless man would need their woman's help to get some gifts for her parents.

Meanwhile, Jing Feng didn't know whether she should laugh at Yang Wei's resolution or not.

"Just what is your brain thinking, Yang Wei?" She asked in disbelief. From the looks of it, she bet that he must have overthought the situation again and imagined some ridiculous plots.

Yang Wei was stunned for a moment as he scratched his head lightly.

"A-Aren't you telling me to use this wine as a betrothal gift for my future in-law?" He asked nervously.

Instantly, Jing Feng's face turned ice-cold as she glared at him. "Yang Wei, do you think a mere 145-year-old wine is enough to marry me?"

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