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

It took many days of travel to reach the Ice Phoenix Mountain Range. A normal person could travel between 20-30 lî in a single day. Cultivators like them could travel three times that. The forest was roughly two hundred lî from one end to the other, which meant they should have been able to reach it in roughly three and a half days, but that didn’t account for the magical beasts in this forest. There were hundreds of them. 


Most of the magical beasts were small fry at the Hunger and Anima Realms, but there were a few Asura and Human Limit Realm magical beasts too. Wu Jian was forced to fight his way through most of these magical beasts himself. While Zhou Lihua had offered to help, her greatest strength lay in her heavenly flames, and he didn’t want her using that, lest they risk burning down the forest. 


Even a cultivator could die from a forest fire. Their bodies might be hardier than a normal person’s, but they still needed oxygen to survive. 


A Journey Filled with Danger, Part I