A Sword Cultivator Wielding a Two-Meter Cleaver Is Still a Sword Cultivator

Xiao Jie was hit by a car and died on the spot. As he was sent flying through the air, he endured the pain and, furious beyond words, flipped the heavens the middle finger. The good news: He had probably done enough good deeds in his life to earn a little merit, so he transmigrated to a country called the Tianyu Dynasty. The bad news: He had some merit, but not much, and ended up destitute and begging for several months. After months of begging and scrimping to save enough money for travel papers, Xiao Jie stared blankly at the person floating in the sky, wreathed in black qi. He’d been a beggar for months, and nobody had told him this was a cultivation world?!!!