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My Qi Keeps Resetting

The once lazy and complacent Michael has finally found something worth getting serious for. Gifted in gathering herbs, as long as it doesn't interfere with his midday nap. One fateful night Michael's world is turned upside down as he hurries home from the mountains after a day of picking herbs. His hometown village is engulfed in flames and laid to waste, his family members reduced to charred meat. Chasing revenge, Michael must overcome all obstacles and become an exalted cultivator to avenge his family. The only keepsakes remaining are an old pendant and dilapidated cultivation technique passed down from his ancestor. Michael's biggest problem on his road to revenge isn't lack of talent, nor lack of determination. "What the F***??, is this some kind of cruel joke?" "Where is my Qi???" His Qi keeps resetting. --------------- Taking a break for a little bit DISCLAIMER: This is my first contracted book with webnovel, and I am new to writing. In the beginning MC is a typical teenager, loud, childish, sometimes lazy, not taking things seriously, and sometimes haughty (even when he shouldn't be) etc. This may put some people off. However Michael eventually grows up, just like we all do. He's full of flaws and is not OP! at least in comparison to other novels. If you're looking for character development, I believe you'll find it here. I am also improving as a writer every day, so I apologise if anything is hard to read at the beginning. Thank you for reading and adding this to your collections, please feel free to comment on chapters and place your review. If you have any spare power stones please vote! Thanks, LeeroyCGNA

leeroycgna · Fantasy
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The sun's rays danced upon the courtyard of the outer sect, casting fleeting shadows as disciples went about their daily routines. Michael, clad in his unassuming robes, made his way through the bustling crowd, his footsteps light but purposeful.

Among the disciples, Li Feng, Michael's roommate, stood out like a festering sore of contempt. His narrowed eyes fixated on Michael, a sneer twisting his lips. Li Feng reveled in his disdain for those he considered beneath him, especially those lacking status or pedigree.

"Well, well, look who's crawled out of the gutter," Li Feng jeered, his voice dripping with malice. "A pathetic 1-star alchemist badge? Hah! You're still nothing but a worthless piece of shit, no matter what fancy title you flaunt."