From the Start, I Had a Mountain God Temple

“There are no fixed principles in this world. Every truth, every rule, every power exists because people believe in it.”

“Believe, and it exists. Don't believe, and it doesn't!”

“What is right? If most people think it's right, then it's right. What is wrong? If most people think it's wrong, then it's wrong. What is good? What is evil? If everyone thinks killing this person is right, then saving them is wrong! All laws are made by people!”

“Our sect's cultivation method comes down to one word: belief. How strong you can become depends on how many people believe in you. If every living being in this world believes you're invincible, then you'll have no opponent. As for how to cultivate, I don't know either. Figure it out yourself.”

After saying all that, his master was struck dead by lightning!

Han Qin transmigrates to a world of immortal cultivation, from the start with nothing but a dilapidated little temple. Outside its doors, there are nothing but demons and monsters of every kind!

With no people around, how can he get anyone to believe in him?

Han Qin smiles. “It's fine. I believe in myself!”