I Can Do Anything?

What was once a great sect, is now reduced to rubble, with not even their strongest cultivators being able to fight against it.

Xuan Wu stands right outside of the remains, a regretful expression on his face. "Oh well, there goes my life as a disciple" He mutters, lips pressed together.

He then looks towards the sky, then back at the sect, before turning around and leaving.

The only thing he had left behind was a single tombstone, with the words written on it being: "Rest in peace, Fatty Wang."

...

Thousands of miles away from the Great Whirlwind Sects’ ruins...

There stands a great mountain, that not even the mightiest cultivators dare to climb. Thunder booms year round near the mountain, while disasters wreck havoc.

They say that at the top of this mountain, the "Xuan" mountain, it reaches the heavens.

But really, at the top of the mountain, is a beautiful field, filled with crops, and a single humble home right at the middle of the fields.

The sun shines down upon a man dressed in white robes, chewing on a wheat straw, lying down without a care in the world.

He is the only person to ever step foot in the Xuan mountain, and he had even made a home on top of it.

He sits up, smiling to himself, as a glorious blue light surrounds him.

"I can do anything."

The End