All Qi Returns to the Origin: The Cultivation Record of a Failed Scholar

At twelve, he passed the county-level civil service examination, and everyone called him a prodigy. At eighteen, he failed the examination twice, and everyone laughed that Jiang Lang had run out of talent. Fu Qingya thought this was all his life would amount to: depending on others for shelter, remaining unknown, and growing old and dying among piles of ancient texts. Until the day the examination results were posted, when he got dead drunk and dreamed of being surrounded and slain on a celestial mountain, with ten thousand swords piercing his heart. When he awoke, a scripture called the Myriad Qi Return to Origin True Scripture had appeared in his sea of consciousness. Spiritual qi, yin qi, baleful qi, blood energy, death energy... All the qi in heaven and earth, nothing was rejected. It could all be used by him. With no path through the civil service examinations? Then he would take up arms. On the frontier, amid yellow sands and beacons blazing across the sky, others went to war facing nine chances of death and one of survival, while he thrived there like a fish in water. The more baleful qi there was on the battlefield, the faster his cultivation advanced; the stronger his enemies, the more fiercely he broke through. Absorbing qi, merging qi, gathering qi, refining qi... From a frontier foot soldier to an unparalleled supreme, from a failed scholar to the greatest person in all the ages. The myriad qi returns to its origin. I am the source.