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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Li Liang glared at Wu Jian, but then he roared and raced forward. Wu Jian let him come this time. It wasn’t enough for him to just remove this man’s limbs. He wanted him to suffer. This man had tried to take something that didn’t belong to him. He tried to claim this kingdom for himself, and he tried to hurt someone Wu Jian cherished. That meant he had to suffer before he died. 


Wu Jian dodged the man’s kick, though he almost missed the slide tackle Li Liang slid into. The man pressed his stumps into the ground and tried to mule kick him, but Wu Jian activated Nihility and let it phase through him. Then he summoned Pale Moon, stepped to the left, and swung. His blade was coated with the Dao of Space, slicing through the limb with ease. The leg went flying off at the joint. This time, even Li Liang could not help but gasp in pain, though he still tried to attack with his only remaining limb. 


The Hero Arrives Late, Part II