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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Hou Jingshu could not help but watch the battle taking place in shock. This was beyond anything she had seen from Wu Meiying before. It made her realize something important and disheartening. 


“She’s been going easy on me this whole time, hasn’t she?” Hou Jingshu said. Her voice was a soft murmur. 


I can’t believe how much stronger she is than me. Am I really so weak that she felt the need to go easy on me? 


“It’s not that she’s been going easy on you, but that she’s not willing to use lethal force in a simple spar,” he told her. His eyes hadn’t left the battle taking place. It was like he was captivated by Wu Meiying’s beauty and grace in battle. “If you and she were to step into a ring like this, she would go at you with everything she had to win just like she is now.” 


Hou Jingshu gave him a strained smile. “If she went at me with everything she had, I’m afraid I wouldn’t last ten seconds.” 


Accepting a Loss, Part II