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

The three followed Zhou Lihua’s master as he walked to the entrance. The guards recognized his robes and bowed to him, but he ignored them as he strode through the door. Like her master, Zhou Lihua was wearing her apprentice alchemist robes, which were red instead of silver. 


If the exterior was bustling, then the interior was chaos incarnate. There were so many people walking through that Wu Jian couldn’t go a single step without bumping shoulders with someone. Hou Jingshu and Zhou Lihua were in the same boat. He grabbed both of their hands so they wouldn’t get lost in the crowd and pulled them along behind him. 


Wong Jiu was already near a reception desk. He leaned over the table and spoke to a man with a goatee and long black hair. 


“I would like to procure a spot on the fourth floor for my apprentice to sell her alchemy pills,” he was saying. 


Selling Pills, Part I