Wu Jian comes from a small clan eking out a living in the countryside. Despite being the clan heir, he is bullied for being cowardly and weak. In a world where the strength of a person's cultivation determines their lot in life, weakness is not allowed, and those who possess it are often stamped out.

But Wu Jian doesn't want to remain weak. He doesn't want to stay a coward. He wants to be strong.

Witness the rise of one young man who, with the help of his childhood friend, will face adversity, forge new bonds of love and friendship, and gain the strength needed to protect his loved ones and find meaning in his life.

It all begins here.

[Disclaimer: This is an addictive, slow-burn harem story about a hard-working protagonist who wants to get stronger for the people he loves. If you're sick and tired of reading the same old cultivation stories about OP MCs who never work for their power, this novel will give you new life. You will laugh, cry, scream kawaii, and probably curse the author every so often. Prepare for everything from slice-of-life to action/adventure to epic battles and political machinations and everything in-between!]
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My Discord:

Severing Time & Space

Hou Jingshu hated having decisions made for her more than anything. She was never allowed to make her own choices. Just once, she wanted to decide what she could and couldn’t do. Was that really too much to ask for? 


Finally, they at long last appeared before a small city, though she hesitated to call it such after seeing how tiny it was. There was no gate or guard protecting the entrance. Considering they lived in the sticks, where magical beasts were prone to attack, it was a wonder they were able to remain safe. However, perhaps because this place was so different from what she was used to, Hou Jingshu found herself staring in fascination out the window. 


“It’s a lot different than the royal capital, isn’t it?” Father said with a kind smile. 


“I never got to see much of the capital itself since someone I refuse to name kept me confined to the palace… but yes, this place does not look anything like the capital,” Hou Jingshu admitted. 


Hou Jingshu, Part II