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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“Lu Chen! Retreat!” screamed Jiang Xue. 


Lu Chen did not pay the woman any attention as chi poured from his body and into his gauntlet. Dark chi erupted from the gauntlet as he clenched his hand into a fist, taking the shape of a colossal sword. This spectral weapon looked like a greatsword with jagged edges and a menacing appearance. It was clearly a powerful weapon. 


Lu Chen raised his weapon into the air and brought it down in a powerful downward swing. Wu Jian noticed the lack of momentum. This blade had no weight because it was made from chi. Realizing this was his chance, Wu Jian dodged the attack, then held out his hand. 


It was impossible to see the threads of chi that bound Lu Chen’s hands in place, but the man certainly realized something was wrong when he tried to raise his weapon but couldn’t. The muscles in his back, arms, and shoulders strained, veins bulging as he sought to move. 


Return to Cuòjué Forest, Part IV