Born at Max Level: My Family Says I'm a Good-for-Nothing

Kaldin transmigrated to a world of swords and magic. Born into a prestigious martial family, he had one enormous problem. He was born at max level, so watching people cultivate was like watching toddlers learn to walk. The family's treasured battle-qi technique? Full of flaws! The continent's renowned top-tier swordsmanship? Riddled with openings! Because he couldn't learn this “junk,” his father despised him, and his whole family treated him like a once-in-a-century good-for-nothing. Kaldin just shrugged and decided to give up. “Fine. You say I'm a good-for-nothing, so a good-for-nothing I'll be.” Then he turned around, secretly strung up his genius brother and beat him senseless, before casually offering a few pointers that sent his brother's strength soaring. His stepmother tried to play dirty and sent assassins after him? He snapped his fingers, and she died of a “heart attack.” He'd planned to keep lying low until the end of time, but his family threw him out. Just as well. Now the sky's the limit! He put together a mercenary band and accidentally made it the greatest on the continent! He casually picked up a pet, only to discover it was a princess of the spirit beasts! He rescued a beauty by the roadside, only to find out she was a demon elf! When a world-ending conspiracy emerged and the gods trembled in fear, they finally realized that the legendary “good-for-nothing” already had a sword in hand, looking down upon the world. “I only wanted to make the world a little quieter with this sword of mine. Am I wrong?”