Urban Cultivation: I Become a God on My Own

[Urban cultivation + no dumbed-down characters + no harem handouts + slow burn + focuses mainly on emotional relationships]

Uncles, gentlemen, take a look at the story first. I’m begging you.

If nobody reads this, I’m going to lose it. Whatever, nobody’s reading anyway.

With spiritual qi revival, the world’s young geniuses compete for supremacy. It looks like a wonderful golden age.

But with the old order giving way to the new, where have the former powers gone? And where are the cultivators? Why haven’t we heard the slightest news of them?

Are they in hiding, or is there some other secret? Why don’t the water-dwelling spirits cause trouble? Why do the demonic beasts insist on fighting humanity to the death?

What is history hiding? What undercurrents are flowing beneath this golden age?

Where do we go from here?

(The author hasn’t read Dragon Raja. I just heard the name from a friend and used it. I can’t change it now. This has nothing to do with Dragon Raja, and I’m not trying to ride on its popularity. Thanks. If you can’t accept that, please use your lucky little hand to tap the back button.)