I Cultivated into a Flying Dragon in a Pigsty

Before Grandma died, she gave me a little wooden box. It was a magical tool I used for cultivation. Dad and my second uncle became estranged over family matters, and even came to blows. My third uncle was left disabled by the family's misfortunes...

During a fight with my second uncle, his son bullied me. I swore I would have my revenge.

With the magical tools my grandparents gave me, I cultivated in a tiny pigsty: practicing spells, escape techniques, and breaking defenses. I even entered the divine realm of Taoist arts and cultivated until I became a dragon...

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