Dragon Sinews, Tiger Bones: Breaking Limits to Become a Sage

The Sacred Sect holds the power of martial arts, the Imperial Dynasty governs the secular world. Together they rule the realm, a single word decides life and death for all. Noble and base are distinct, class gaps like heavenly chasms, an iron law unshakeable for a millennium. Vermilion gates and lofty towers, the nobles drunkenly enjoy the seductive dance and song from twelve provinces, sentencing a clan to extinction amidst laughter; on long streets and cold paths, the lower commoners kneel from dawn to dusk, kowtowing till they weep blood, just to beg the tax collector for a slight reduction in exorbitant levies. The common folk are like straw dogs, human life as worthless as weeds. In this world, for those at the bottom, standing tall is the original sin. "Should the lower class rot in the mire? Forever bow their heads as slaves?" "The world has always been thus." "Just because it's always been this way, is it right?!"

...Ten seas and five regions, boundless territory, sects standing in great numbers, myriad dynasties rising together. A grand era of martial arts, prodigies surging like tides: inborn martial seeds, Nine Yang Overlord Body, Lunar Yin Saintess, Ancient Sword Embryo, Martial Ancestor's legacy, Sacred Sect's direct disciples... billions of prodigies compete fiercely, vying for a single...