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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Because he was the sect master, Zhe Dāozhe could not spend a whole lot of time with them. He had many duties to attend to. He left shortly after escorting them. Now it was just Wu Jian, Wu Meiying, Youmei, and Zhe Fēnglì. They stood at the entrance to Heavenly Sword City. 


“Well, we should get you processed,” Zhe Fēnglì said after a moment. 


“What is the process for admitting the winner of the International Power Ranking Tournament into the sect?” asked Wu Meiying. 


“Hmmm… it’s only happened a few times before.” Zhe Fēnglì cupped a hand to his chin. “Traditionally, to enter the sect, you must first be evaluated. Then you need to complete a number of tests designed to see if you’re worthy of being allowed in. However, since you won the tournament, there’s no need for that. I guess we’ll just get you a uniform and show you to where you’ll be staying.” 


“And where will I be staying?” asked Wu Jian. 


The Heavenly Sword Sect, Part III