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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“Ha ha ha! My good disciple! Congratulations on your victory!” Master Wong Jiu was in great spirits after the tournament. He congratulated Zhou Lihua over and over again, cheeks flushed as he laughed and drank wine straight from the bottle. 


“Congratulations, Young Miss. I knew you could succeed,” said Zhou Chao with a smile. 


“Thank you, you two,” Zhou Lihua said with a smile of her own. It was bright and cheerful like rays of light at the first sight of dawn. 


Zhou Lihua looked magnificent in her red and gold dress. It was different from the usual hanfu. Slits ran up either side, and it was tight around her magnificent bust and waist, showcasing her curvasceous figure. Whenever she shifted on her feet, the slits would part to reveal her long legs. The heavily modified cheongsam had no sleeves, was backless, and showed off her collarbone. Men from across the room were gazing upon her with obvious lascivious intent. 


The Heavenly Ghost Flame, Part I