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

Just as the Vermillion Bird had said, there was now a gap in the cyclone of flames that protected this place. Large enough to allow Youmei to pass through unimpeded, it looked like a tunnel, with a curved roof and flat walls. He didn’t know if the Vermillion Bird was controlling these flames or if there was a sealing array, but it was impressive whatever the case. 


Wu Jian was sure his companions were coming through the tunnel right now. He opted to wait by the entrance and, sure enough, he soon spotted Youmei and the others walking through. 


Their eyes widened the moment they passed the threshold, and Wu Jian had to withhold a chuckle. Their reaction was the same as his. They looked like they had been stunned into oblivion. Even Youmei’s mouth was hanging wide open. 


“Welcome, you guys. About time you showed up,” he said with a grin. 


“I’ve never seen anything like this,” Huǒ Yulie murmured in shock. 


The Vermillion Bird, Part IV