When a martial artist at the innate level comes after Lin Jing, he silently steps behind his eighteen underlings, all of whom have innate cultivation.
When an entire sect comes after Lin Jing, he silently steps behind his thousand underlings, all of whom have innate cultivation.
When a foreign barbarian tribe's hundred thousand iron cavalry break through the pass and surge toward the capital, unstoppable, Lin Jing calmly sends out his hundred thousand underlings with innate cultivation. After the cavalry are wiped out in the blink of an eye, Lin Jing says, "I'll come clean: I'm the father of a hundred thousand innate martial artists."
A lighthearted, entertaining, trope-free, action-packed romp.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
