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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 Tian stared hard, fists clenched behind his back.

Down on the arena floor, Fang Mei stood tall amid the fading echoes of her battle.

Her hair was tousled, her robes dusted with ash.

Internally, he whispered, You can do it, Fang Mei… You can do it.

"Look at you," came Qin Shi Huang's voice from within the ring around his neck.

"Why don't you just shout it out for her to hear, instead of whispering like she can read your mind the way I do?"

Fang Tian didn't respond at first.

Then, "Master… I don't suppose she'd lose this match, right?"

"No, she'll definitely win," the ancient spirit murmured, voice unexpectedly serious. "From what I've noticed everytime you are with her, this Fang Mei is beyond impressive. Majestic, even. But there's something that's been holding her back."

Wu Min [3]