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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With but a simple gesture, Mei Xilan sent the over one hundred ice lotus at Hou Jingshu, who roared as she rushed forward to meet them. A single swipe of her clawed hands cause several of them to burst into powdered snow. Hou Jingshu spun around and swung her other hand, taking another dozen spinning ice lotuses with her. 


Hou Jingshu frowned as she took out another dozen. This was too easy. She knew these ice lotuses couldn’t withstand her attacks, but they shouldn’t be this easy to destroy, should they? 


It wasn’t until a chill invaded her body after she breathed in some of the powder they produced when destroyed that she realized why she felt this way. 


It started with her throat, which had grown cold and numb, but that feeling was quickly spreading to the rest of her. Every time she breathed, the ice invaded her and further drained her strength. She hadn’t thought to protect her insides. Now she was paying the price. 


Beauty and Brain, Part IV