All things must adapt to survive; many things are unknown to mortal men. Even the Immortals who walk the sky know little of the earth beneath them or the three moons and sun that wander the starless void above. Hao was never able to earn his family's name. Shunned by the rest of the village, and rejected by the Temple he was prepared for anything he could imagine. But the world works outside the imagination and belief of a kid from the Islands. With no talent and a love for life, how much must Hao grow to survive on the mountain of Immortals? How long can the mentality born from the mud last atop mountains, in the world above the clouds?  Expectations: -40k+ words a month. A slow start to book 1. -I like overly detailed Cultivation realms and magic. -Fast-paced action, with a few slice-of-life routines. Gradual tension build-ups.  -Extensively built World, The first few books are on the starting world with hints of other worlds and races (book 2 will have the first peek at other humanoid races) -Weak to strong to MC with an oncoming ruthless streak, A build to Hyper-Competence, analytical, 'intelligent and clever', (never fully OP, just on the cusp) -Deconstruction of the MC's initial beliefs. Psychological challenges and questions. -Character development of multiple characters. -A Unique Cultivation System that tells its own story about the world and worlds (Slow Cultivation start -> Creating an internal world), (Also creating techniques and exploring Spacial treasures, formations, talismans, blacksmithing, medicine), (book 2 has a healing technique introduced) -Many questions, mysteries, and conspiracies. -A Few questionable and wholesome moments 2~4 chapters a week after chapter 30, will go back to daily if the series hits rising or I could get addicted to this and continue posting daily for no reason... Old Synopsis: Under the three moons, life moves in Ebbs and Tides, or so it was supposed to, but the tide has not stopped its flow. The Great Waves has not appeared in over 600 hundred years. Life flourished and the World has reached stagnation. In the lowest lands; the Islands such a fate can not be seen. There in the mud, life is venerated. Hao was raised in that culture taught by the elders, but rejected by its people. In time even those who he trusted most would shove him on a path none of them would know. Can a little creature raised on the Islands rise to the path of Immortals when they all wish to use him? Or can he get more from them than they could imagine?