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 revelation of Yaretzi's manipulative intentions had taken a toll on my emotional equilibrium. Her pleading gaze attempted to latch onto the remnants of my love for her, "Don't you love me anymore?" she implored, her voice trembling with emotion.


"Didn't I tell you before? I lust after you, I don't love you."


But the essence of my feelings had drastically altered. All the warmth and affection that once resided in my heart had frozen over, replaced with a wall of chilling indifference. I held her gaze, my face impassive. My heart ached, yet it was steeled in resolve. 


The surrounding atmosphere tightened as Kunlan's monstrous aura began carving trenches into the earth beneath us. The visible power display forced a gasp from Yaretzi, her eyes flickering between me and Kunlan in growing fear.


"Grandfather," she whirled towards Viracocha, her voice pleading. "This concerns us. This concerns the Spirit Mountain Sect."


Chapter no.103 Farewell in the Shadow of the Spirit Mountain