My road to cultivation began with dreams about past life and past death.
On the Black Land continent, sects and clans constantly fought each other, while peasants like myself broke our backs working. Even if they joined a sect, someone like me could become only cannon fodder that protected clan-born sect disciples on a battlefield.
I, Ru Yujin, longed to gain the power to escape this cruel place, find the truth about myself, and finally be left in peace by tyrants and bullies. For years, I prepared myself, planning to escape to the wild and cultivate in some cave where no one would bother me.
Then life threw a wrench into my plans, and everything went sideways. But at least my cultivation talent never betrayed me.
“Huh? Learning techniques is supposed to be hard? Maybe this technique was just too easy. Teacher, can I have another one?”
=== Disclaimer ===
Warning: contains dark stuff and dubious jokes. Doesn't contain harem, yuri or NTR.
