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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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Out of Seclusion

Master Yi stood before the worn wooden door of Grandpa Yin's humble shack. He raised his hand and knocked, the sound echoing in the stillness of the surrounding mountains.

The door creaked open, revealing Grandpa Yin's weathered face. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he greeted his sworn brother. "What's with that look? Have you got your underwear on back to front, you old fool?" he jested, a wry smile playing on his lips.

Master Yi's expression remained unchanged, his gaze fierce and unwavering. He stepped into the dimly lit shack, his presence commanding. Grandpa Yin's playful demeanor faded as he sensed the weight of the situation.

"What's happened, Old Yi?" Grandpa Yin inquired, his voice tinged with concern. "That stern face of yours tells me something's gone awry."