Stinky Pig is chubby

"If someone has to become the strongest, why can't it be me?"
An unfortunate young man, brought to another world by a meteor, voices his unwillingness with a defiant roar.
I just want to create a fantastical world that doesn't seem too unreal.
Pre-reading Reminder 1: If you think human nature can simply be divided into good or bad, proceed with caution.
Pre-reading Reminder 2: If you believe a sect is just a crowd of people flattering the protagonist, proceed with caution. 
Pre-reading Reminder 3: If you think the whole world is a stage for the protagonist to show off, and all people are merely stepping stones for the protagonist, proceed with caution.

I Can See Your Combat Power

The South Ridge is the ancestral land of the Mi Clan. Almost every peak has secret caves, filled with gold, silver, and treasures, rife with Spiritual Instruments.


This drove the impoverished Fierce Realm Alliance ecstatic on the spot. The treasures in just one secret vault could match the earnings of some families over decades.


As chests of wealth were carried onto the ship, the self-important patriarchs of the allied clans all had their eyes wide open, never taking their stares off the Tang Clan warriors ferrying the goods. It was as if they believed the moment their gaze strayed from the chests, the treasures would be swiped away.


Everyone calculated what they could get, how much they could exchange for supplies. After this battle, the perspective of the Fierce Realm Alliance was truly broadened.


They had always believed that a warrior of the Fierce Realm just needed proper cultivation. But now they realized that supplemental resources were equally critical.


Chapter Six Hundred Eighty-One: Seizing a Victory to Press the Attack