Disciple, You Have Reached the Mahayana Stage; Go Find Your Nine Fiancées

At the age of twenty, my masters jointly expelled me from the sect, handing me nine marriage contracts with a simple directive: marry those I fancy and reject the rest. My first destination was the Ye family in Jiang City. Upon arrival, I found the household in turmoil as the patriarch lay on his deathbed, beyond the help of even the most renowned physicians. With a casual infusion of spiritual energy, I restored his vitality, shocking everyone present. The Ye family’s eldest daughter, tears in her eyes, knelt before me and pledged to agree to any condition I demanded. Instead, I slammed the marriage contract onto the table and declared my intention to withdraw the engagement. While their martial arts skills were commendable, they paled in comparison to my cultivation path. From confronting arrogant nobles to subduing powerful enemies and captivating beauties, I navigated this world with ease. They may boast of peerless medical skills, but I wield the power of immortality.