I Ascended After Synchronizing My Cultivation with the Strongest

At the age of fifteen, Qing Li finally awakened her transmigration golden finger: the Power Synchronization System.

She could bind herself to the strongest person within a certain range and synchronize her cultivation with theirs.

Yes! I don't want to work as a sweeping disciple for another day!

The Sect Master is the greatest sword cultivator in the Nine Provinces, and the most likely to ascend. If I bind myself to him, won't I be able to sweep the world?

She had no grand ambitions and no interest in righting wrongs. All she wanted was to join the upper class, then lie flat and enjoy life.

Sweeping disciples rarely had a chance to get near the Sect Master. For a fortune beyond her wildest dreams, she steeled herself and signed up for the sect's deadly trial.

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Once she was in range, Qing Li eagerly chose her target

[Ding! Congratulations, you are now bound to Zhu Fuxue. Synchronizing power now.]

Qing Li: Did the System glitch? Who even is this guy?

She glared furiously in the direction of the message. Not far away stood a slender, frail-looking young man with an enormous red name hovering over his head: [Zhu Fuxue].

Qing Li was even angrier!

But before she could confront him, an Earth-ranked ferocious beast charged toward them.

We're done for.

In despair, Qing Li closed her eyes and casually swung her sword

It died in an instant.

The whole arena was stunned!

Qing Li: ...I take it back, System.

Was Zhu Fuxue actually stronger than the Sect Master?

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The term peerless genius might as well have been coined for Zhu Fuxue in his previous life.

Born to fulfill Heaven's mandate, he formed his core at fifteen, severed his ties at eighteen, and attained the Great Dao at twenty-five, becoming the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao and restoring peace to the Nine Provinces. After guarding the mortal realm for a thousand years, he finally saw through the cycle of reincarnation and grew tired of bearing the burden of fate. With a casual lift of his hand, he ended that tedious world.

Yet when he opened his eyes, he had returned to the past, where he met a strange girl named Qing Li.

She was extraordinarily talented, yet content to be a disciple who swept the floors, only revealing her brilliance when everyone was in danger. Though a genius herself, she treasured him, an unremarkable young man, above all others and even regarded him as a kindred spirit.

She encouraged him to focus on cultivation, gave him precious treasures, and shared every amusing thing in her life with him.

The girl's eyes shone with focus.