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

The Sandstorm Abyss was called such because it was surrounded by a massive sandstorm that seemed to reach up to the heavens. Gale winds swirled around and around. It looked like a gigantic tornado. The winds picked up sand and debris, which swirled around, turning the once powerful winds into fierce eroding winds. That was the reason cultivators below a certain level couldn’t enter. Supposedly, anyone below the Seeker Realm would be torn apart by the sand-swept winds. 


“So that’s the Sandstorm Abyss,” Tang Tiantian let loose a low whistle. She then glanced around. “Looks like we’re not the only ones entering.” 


Wu Jian also glanced at the other people present. There were several groups who had gathered in this location. A few of them had set up tents, but most of them were meditating. He wondered what they were doing. Why were they meditating in front of this massive sandstorm? While he was curious, he wasn’t curious enough to ask about it. 
