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"Sect Master! Marry me!"

If only things were that simple.

Fang Yuan lets out a long sigh, eyes fixed on the mountain of paperwork threatening to swallow his desk and his soul. 

As the youngest family head in history, you’d think he’d be enjoying fame, fortune, and fawning admirers. 

Instead, he’s buried in bureaucracy, stuck mediating elder disputes, and wondering if the sect treasury mysteriously eats spirit stones.

Sure, the old geezers have their experience, their beards, and their lofty reputations. 

But Fang Yuan? He has one thing they don’t: raw, unshakable power.

Born into a world where innate talent reigns supreme, Fang Yuan—a transmigrator armed with modern grit—actually managed the impossible: he clawed his way to the top with nothing but relentless hard work. 

While everyone else coasted on heavenly bloodlines and golden physiques, he trained, he studied, and he schemed.

Now, he’s strong enough to bend heaven’s will.

But cultivation isn’t all sword beams and glory. 

Life as a family head comes with its own set of woes—namely, watching his annoyingly handsome junior brother collect all the female attention like some kind of walking romance novel.

“This isn’t fair,” Fang Yuan mutters under his breath, stamping another scroll. “I’m the protagonist here... right?”

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Clan Building System: I'm not the Protagonist?!

Fang Yuan let out a soft breath and closed the glowing System Shop tab with a flick of his finger.

The interface dissolved into motes of light, vanishing from sight—though the lingering temptation of the [Hollow Spirit Pill] still hovered at the edge of his thoughts.

But before he could reflect further, a rustle of robes and the subtle clink of ceremonial accessories signaled the approach of the Five Great Family heads.

Zhao Ming stepped forward first, his smile rigid and eyes unreadable. "Family Head Fang, allow me to be the first to congratulate you on securing your rightful position. Coldwind City stands stronger with you in it."

"Indeed," He Long added, voice smooth but clearly strained. "It is a… great relief to see stability restored to the Fang Family."

Wu Shun offered a polite nod, his words more measured. "A strong Fang is a strong city. We look forward to continuing our… cooperation."

Coldwind City Championships.