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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Wu Jian grimaced at the cost, which was akin to daylight robbery, but he understood why the price was so high. The tournament was taking place right now and people were desperate for hotel rooms. Unless you wanted to sleep under the stars, you had no choice but to pay the atrociously overpriced inn fees. 


“How long is the tournament?” asked Huǒ Shuchang. 


“It normally lasts seven days. Shall I put you down for that?” 


“Okay. Seven days will be fourteen hundred silver coins, or fourteen gold coins.” 


“Here’s one spirit coin and four gold coins.” 


“That works! All right. I’ve got you both down. Our staff is currently cleaning that room, so why don’t you two head into the tavern and get something to eat? This pass will let the waiters know you’re a guest staying at our inn.” 


The girl gave Huǒ Shuchang a triangle-shaped wooden token painted gold. The image of a tiger was embedded into the token. 


“We’ll do that. Thank you,” said Huǒ Shuchang. 


The Inn