She said it was a forbidden art. I woke up as a god-tier body, and the entire genius list fell to my fist.

My master just died. His widow handed me a "secret scripture." I thought she was setting me up. But after I cultivated it, my meridians exploded open, the fool became a prodigy, my pure-yang body awakened into an ancient god body—and from that day on, I stopped taking detours. I only walk the path of invincibility. Everyone in Cloudflow City laughed at Foolish Niu. Born with a pure-yang body, no one recognized it. After his master passed, his stepmother coaxed him into practicing a "heretical art." But the moment his energy cycled, his sealed sea of consciousness burst open. The fool was no longer a fool. He awakened the primordial Dao-ancient god body—and began cultivating the one and only invincible path in all of eternity. From then on, no genius stood before him without falling to one fist. No strongman escaped the edge of his sword. With fair maidens by his side and protectors walking with him, he never begged for survival in a chaotic age—he chose to stand alone against all time, guarding everyone he held dear. No brain-dead moves. No cheap IQ drops. Fast pace, dense satisfaction, decisive kills, and only forward—never back.