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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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Human Alliance

Any notions Huang Ling had of persuading Michael to prioritize Alchemy over cultivation vanished in an instant. Forcing him to give up either pursuit would be an unforgivable mistake.

With another sigh, Huang Ling grew contemplative. "I never truly grasped the words of my father until now," he remarked, a smile gracing his lips. "The younger generation will surpass us all."

Michael began to feel a tinge of embarrassment under the weight of such praise. He coughed awkwardly, attempting to shift the conversation away from himself. "Ahem, Elder Brother, may I ask you a question?"

The older man smiled warmly. "Ask freely, Brother Feng. There are no forbidden topics between us."

Cautiously, Michael inquired, his gaze fixed on Huang Ling's expression, "Is your founding patriarch connected to the Human Alliance?"