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

Lei Jin suddenly attacked. He had been waiting in the wings, building up his energy. Lightning skittered along his feet to increase his speed. When he unsheathed his blade, there was a brief flash like a bolt of lightning striking the ground. Thunder rumbled like a war drum as he swung his sword in a cleaving motion that cut Zhou Xie’e in two. That was how it looked, at least, but the Zhou Xie’e he attacked wavered and vanished like a mirage. 


Wu Meiying had only a little chi left and was unable to predict Zhou Xie’e’s next actions, which was why she failed to predict Lei Jin’s defeat. He was not killed, fortunately, but Zhou Xie’e launched a punch that rattled the young man’s skull. He dropped like a sack of bricks. Zhoue Xie’e might have killed him, but Mei Ling and Zhe Fēnglì attacked before he could land a finishing blow. Sadly, neither were a match for him. 


Zhou Xie'e, Part IV