Adamo_Amet

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, one orphaned boy must fight to survive. Abandoned and alone, he wanders the gritty streets, barely scraping by on the scraps of a broken society. But when a mysterious figure plucks him from the gutter and throws him into an abyss-like prison, he realizes his life is about to change forever.
Trapped in this dark, forbidding place, he discovers the secrets of cultivation - a powerful system of strength and skill that can elevate him from a lowly beggar to a powerful warrior. But with rival factions vying for dominance and treacherous enemies lurking around every corner, the journey to the top will be fraught with danger.
Fueled by the burning desire to rise above his humble beginnings, he sets out on a path of relentless training and unyielding determination. Even if he doesn't possess the innate talent of a genius, he will practice a thousand times harder. Even if his potential is limited, he will crawl his way to the top or die trying.
Welcome to the World of Murim, where survival is the ultimate goal and the strong rule. Follow the epic journey of one orphaned boy as he fights to claim his place in a brutal, unforgiving world.

Murim: Struggle of the Weak

The dimly lit room was cloaked in hushed silence, interrupted only by the soft flutter of Kunlan's conical mask as he moved about. The shadows cast by the flickering crystal-light seemed to dance along the walls, adding to the somber atmosphere.


The information about the Murim world, the heavenly tribute, and cultivators had left my mind reeling. A heaviness settled over me as if all the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving me gasping for breath. It felt like the weight of the world was pressing down upon me, and I was unsure if I could bear it.


Kunlan paused, turning towards me with a concerned look etched upon his masked face. "Are you alright?" he asked in a hushed tone, his voice laced with genuine concern.


I nodded, unable to find the words to articulate the complex emotions stirring within me. I appreciated his concern, but at that moment, I was drowning in a sea of emotions I could not comprehend.


Chapter no.58 First Kill