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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Severing Time & Space

Wu Jian ended up climbing out the window, which was terrifying. A single glance down was enough to reveal how high up they were. The ground looked like a vast stretch of land, the trees like specks in the distance. He would die if he fell. It was enough to make him sweat. 


He climbed up the surface, which was smooth enough that he worried about slipping, and eventually reached the rail. Wu Jian peeked out to make sure no one was there before climbing onto the deck. This particular sections of the deck looked to be relatively unused, which was good. The Captain’s Cabin was right underneath it. Anyone passing would have questioned what he was doing if they saw him. 


Wu Jian nearly slipped when he spun around to face the person behind him. He took several deep breaths and adjusted his mask because it had slid slightly off his face. The last thing he needed was for this person to recognize him. 


After Slipping Out