The Outcast: No Matter How Skilled You Are at Kung Fu, You Still Fear a Cleaver

I was in Tongtian Valley during the Jiashen Rebellion, one of the fish that slipped through the net. I wasn't on the sworn brotherhood list of the Thirty-Six Bandits, simply because I was just a cook hired at the last minute to prepare the feast.

They had no idea I had a System, a Seven-Orifices Exquisite Heart, and had comprehended the ultimate form of my own blade path.

The legendary forceful strike that splits Mount Hua? My forty-meter blade aura cleaved a mountain peak in two...

The legendary sweep across a thousand armies? Within a hundred meters of my gaze, not a single person remained standing alive...