High Martial: You're Blessed with Great Fortune, Yet You Reject It All?

A thousand-year-old clan wants to give me an unparalleled cultivation technique so I can reach the pinnacle of power. I refused. I can cut down the mightiest with my own sword.

A hidden expert is on his deathbed and wants to pass all his power into me to help me attain the Dao. I refused that too. The best cultivation is your own!

A peerless swordsman is eager to gift me his treasured sword. I grit my teeth and turn him down. My own divine weapon will be just as good.

The goddess I’ve secretly loved for years confesses to me. Through gritted teeth and with tears in my eyes, I roar, “System, I really don’t want to keep turning people down! Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Why in the world is this happening to me???