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

He walked through the cyclone but felt nothing. Flames danced all around him, swirling like a tornado, but they could not reach him, phased as he was in an entirely separate space. It was strange watching flames pass through his body. He’d seen this happen before. However, right now, it was happening constantly. 


This is draining my chi a lot more quickly than I thought it would. 


The drain on his chi was constant. He fortunately had a lot more chi now that he had reached the Deva Realm. Even if he kept Nihility going for several hours, he wouldn’t run out of chi that quickly. That said, he wished he could teleport. It wasn’t possible in this cyclone since he could barely see where he was going, but it would have made traveling through here so much easier. 


The Vermillion Bird, Part II