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    In the world ofXan Nao, the path of cultivation was divided into tiers of power that dictated the fate of every living being. The ranks were clear, but ascending them required talent, resources, and unbreakable will:


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    <li>Initiate (1-4 Stars): The foundational stage, where one awakens their qi and strengthens their body.</li>


    <li>Qi Refinement (1-4 Stars): The cultivator purifies their energy and expands their meridians.</li>


    <li>Spiritual Qi (1-4 Stars): Qi merges with the soul, unlocking supernatural techniques.</li>


    <li>Ancestral Heaven (1-4 Stars): Mastery of elemental qi, capable of altering the environment.</li>


    <li>Celestial Dominion (1-4 Stars): Control over natural laws, bordering on immortality.</li>


    <li>Divine Supremacy (Unique Tier): The pinnacle of power in Xan Nao, reserved only for legends.</li>


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    TheYan Clan, one of the great cultivation dynasties, had produced geniuses over the centuries. But none likeYan Chao. By age four, he had reachedInitiate 1-Star. By seven, he ascended toInitiate 4-Stars—a feat that typically took decades. The clan’s elders dubbed him the"Scion of the Stars", believing he would break intoQi Refinementbefore adolescence.If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen from Royal Road. Please report it.


    Yet fate is cruel. When Yan Chao attempted to breach the barrier toQi Refinement 1-Star, his qi rebelled. No matter how he meditated, fought, or consumed essence pills, his body rejected advancement. By twelve, he remained stuck atInitiate 4-Stars, while his cousins and rivals had already reachedQi Refinement 2-Stars.


    “He is a failure!”declared the Yan Patriarch, aSpiritual Qi 3-Starcultivator, during the Clan Council.“We wasted resources on a child who cannot even enter Qi Refinement.”


    The clan shunned him. They cast him into the servants’ quarters, where evenInitiate 2-Starguards mocked him. By sixteen, Yan Chao carried the shame of being the only Yan in centuries unable to surpass the most basic tier.


    “Father, let me try again,”Yan Chao begged one night, kneeling outside the Patriarch’s hall.“There’s something inside me I don’t understand!”


    “Enough!”roared the Patriarch.“Today, we cast you out. If you cannot serve, at least stop tarnishing our name.”


    They ripped the clan emblem from his robes and threw him beyond the walls with nothing but tattered clothes and a falsified map leading to theForest of Cursed Whispers—a place evenQi Refinement 3-Starcultivators feared to tread.


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