Nuo Wan was, by all accounts and definitions, completely an ordinary student of the prestigious Imperial Academy.
Currently three hundred years old—a relatively modest age in the grand, sweeping timescales of high-level cultivation—he had only managed to reach the peak of the Spirit Ascension Realm.
In a colossal institution teeming with transcendent monsters, ancient bloodlines, and heaven-defying prodigies who could break through realms as easily as breathing, he wasn't anyone special at all.
He possessed no legendary innate physique, no supreme ancestral weapon buried in his soul, and no powerful clan elders to pave his path with endless resources.
He was just a moderately talented commoner from a minor border province who had gotten incredibly lucky years ago, miraculously managing to pass the brutal entrance examinations through sheer grit to become an official student.
During his long tenure at the academy, he hadn't made any earth-shattering waves.
