Nothing in Cultivation Is a Secret to Me

A saying has been passed down across the continent of Marfa:

Ordinary people temper their bodies, the clever cultivate qi, and geniuses cultivate spiritual sense.

These correspond to body cultivation for martial artists, qi cultivation for fighters, and spiritual sense cultivation for psychics.

A martial artist who cultivates to the limit can move mountains and carry cities, with strength enough to wrench rivers and mountains from their course. A fighter who cultivates to the limit can manifest Susanoo from qi and stand proudly between heaven and earth. A psychic who cultivates to the limit can reach the heavens with a single thought and turn the universe upside down.

But I'm different. My qi sea and spiritual sea are both fully open, so I cultivate all three.

What's more, the cultivation methods of this entire world seem to hold no secrets from me.

So I know everything about the origins and uses of items that can transcend limits and enable reincarnation.

I can perform every fist technique, weapon art, and move used in body cultivation with ease. I can learn any of the myriad combat techniques used in qi cultivation at will, and I know every inscrutable mystery of spiritual sense cultivation inside out.

Even so, I still need to keep a low profile early on and build up my strength. I can't let the big shots discover me.

Later, I'll raise hell.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.