Do you know the expression about a fly in a soup? This is your story, the soup is certainly delicious, but I'm tired of spitting out flies. I settled on chapter 76 when disgust finally overcame my interest. In what I see the problem, the main character boastfully exposes his personal problems, the main character seems to shout "have mercy on me" and everyone pity him, I do not like such people, but that is not the problem. The way others react to this is too exaggerated and not natural. In addition, you place too much emphasis on his background, believe me, an uncle beating you is not the worst thing that can happen to a person, especially in a world filled with violence, like the world of cultivators. Your hero is like an immature child who was spanked in the ass, and in response he threw a tantrum for many hours so that the parents knew how bad he was. I see the author is trying to show the reader how tragic the backstory of the protagonist is, but he does it so clumsy that it only disgusts me. The main character demands pity for himself, it's disgusting, but worst of all, he gets it, while breaking the characters' characters and all logic. Do you think the thug will show sympathy? He will only poke fun at your need for comfort from a stranger, can you be even more pathetic? Verdict, soup with flies.

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This novel is GREAT. It gives you the chance to experience everything you wanted, while (if you are like me) laughing your ass off. I sincerely reccomend reading it.

Review after I actually made an effort to write  one:

In my history of reading cultivation, no, any novel, I have found myself detesting the common tropes. This is mostly because of repetitiveness, which I also hate. This novel breaks that. And I love it for it. It starts questioning things that the reader usually questions. The character growth is impressive, and the author is active on discord. I am in love with this novel and what it will become. And hopefully this becomes the first of many novels to come. Novels that are hopefully not carbon copies of each other.

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 a hidden gem me finds,

a precious, indeed it seems boy;

keep up the good work.

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