A Five-Element good-for-nothing? Then I guess I'll switch careers and become a blade wielder!
The day Xia Xin was tested and found to have a "trash spiritual root," the whole village advised him to settle down and farm. But then he found a broken blade in the mountains and began cultivating through sheer physical force. Sword cultivators flew on swords; he flew on his blade. Spell cultivators chanted incantations; he chopped people down. At the Hundred Sects Ceremony, he shouldered his massive blade and grinned at a genius with a Heavenly Spiritual Root. "I hear sword cultivators are pretty impressive. Lucky for you, I specialize in dealing with anyone who thinks they're untouchable."
He fought his way from the Demonic Beast Mountains to the gates of the Immortal Realm, turning from a "useless nobody" into the "Chaos Blade Emperor." Years later, the immortal sects that had once rejected him trembled. "Fellow Daoist, is it too late for us to switch to blade cultivation?"
Xia Xin patted his bonded blade. "Don't rush. Let me first... chop you all down."
