webnovel

Seclusion System: Exile to Ascendance

{On hiatus} {Not Dropped} {go check out my other book:- "Tower: Rebirth of the Absolute Demon"} If you're reading this, chances are you’re drawn to the allure of Eastern-themed stories... tales of ancient clans, mystical arts, and the relentless pursuit of immortality. Now, imagine waking up one day to find yourself reincarnated into the very world you’ve always longed to experience, A world where martial prowess and cultivation define one’s destiny. You’ve been reborn into one of the four major clans, a place of power, prestige, and unimaginable resources. It’s everything you’ve ever wanted. Or so it seems. But there's a cruel twist to this dream-like fate. Despite being surrounded by unparalleled talent and limitless potential, you discover that you can't cultivate. Not a single trace of spiritual energy will respond to your call. In a world where the strong thrive and the weak perish, you're nothing more than a powerless mortal. Imagine the scorn you’d face... every sneer, every whispered insult, every condescending gaze. As the sole member of your clan who cannot harness the power of the elements, you become the laughingstock, the shame of a family that has produced immortal powerhouses for millennia. Would you still cling to this world, or would you long for the ordinary life you once knew? For Feng Chen, this nightmare was a living reality. Born into the revered Feng Clan, his destiny was supposed to be one of greatness. Yet, for 14 excruciating years, he struggled in vain, unable to cultivate even the smallest amount of spiritual energy. Every day was a reminder of his inadequacy, every encounter a painful lesson in humility. His name, once spoken with pride, became synonymous with failure... a blemish on the illustrious history of his lineage. Finally, the clan could bear it no longer. Stripped of his name, his rights, and his dignity, Feng Chen was cast out, exiled from the only home he had ever known. With nothing left to live for, he wandered into the wilderness, seeking solitude in a desolate cave where he could quietly fade away from the world that had forsaken him. As he lay on the cold stone, his body broken and his spirit shattered, he closed his eyes, ready to embrace the darkness. But just as the last flicker of hope was about to die out, something extraordinary happened… *Ding!* – Activating Seclusion System! But who would've known... That this System wasn't an Ordinary one Either... ******** [ GRAVE WARNING- this book is only for those who are patient enough.. if u do not have patience, please do not read this book cuz the starting chaps are nothing but to build up story and to test the readers patience.] Just letting you guys know that its a slow paced story with a system that focuses on making its host train in seclusion… but ofcourse thats not all to it as that would make everything so boring no? So expect many adventures… And yes he will have a harem (sigh… poor lil me) yes the System of the story is unique altho seemingly normal at first, it'll show its true colours in the story.. Also, the MC might feel a bit bratty and spoiled at first but trust my cookin.. Upload schedule? 2 chapters everyday! More if u gibe me money ;-; Drop ur comments and reviews btw… votes too… and coins :) *Points a gun at u*

WanderingShadow1 · 玄幻
分數不夠
84 Chs

Ch 61: Self Realisation -1

Before anyone could even draw breath to speak, the Feng Chen-like figure raised one of his hands, turning it slowly as though proving something beyond words.

His movements were graceful but filled with an air of undeniable authority. Then, without even a glance, he struck the air with a gentle but deliberate motion.

It was a simple gesture... barely more than a flick of the wrist... but the impact was immediate and absolute.

Yin's ego, the dark and powerful entity that had sought dominance, froze in place. Its malevolent energy, which had roared with intent to devour everything, faltered.

For a brief moment, there was resistance, a struggling force fighting back... but it was futile. The authority in the figure's gesture was too overwhelming, too final.