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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Wu Meiying pursed her lips. The atmosphere was stifling. Zhou Xie’e was not doing anything, not releasing any chi emissions or killing intent, and yet, she felt like she was being strangled by his presence. She could not sense his cultivation, nor could she look into his timeline. He was the worst possible opponent for her. 


“I’m not going to ask you again.” Zhou Xie’e was still smiling, but the atmosphere around him became darker, more ominous. His smiling face looked like a demon’s. “If you do not come with me willingly, I will kill everyone here and drag you back with me.” 


Before she could say something, two people stepped forward--Luo Feng and Lan Xiu. The young core disciple of the Crimson Blades kept his sword in it's sheathe, but Lan Xiu slowly drew her single-edged blade. It was a thing of intricate beauty with numerous seals etched upon its surface, glowing a soft silvery-blue. The chi pouring off it also let everyone know it was a powerful profound weapon. 


Zhoue Xie'e, Part I