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Thunder Sovereign of the Sword Dao

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"He who laughs beneath thunder shall split the heavens with his sword." Jiang Yunfan is a fool. Or so they say. Born with a sealed dantian, mocked by mortals and cultivators alike, and more interested in playing a cracked zither than cultivating, Yunfan’s life seemed destined for mediocrity. But when a violent tribulation lightning bolt strikes him during a storm and he survives, laughing, the heavens take notice. Hidden beneath his jokes, womanizing, and shameless swagger is a terrifying truth: Yunfan has awakened a long-lost soul trait, one that resonates with the storms of the Immortal Realm itself. Armed with the bizarre and unpredictable World-Breaking Heavenlaugh Sword Art, a broken sword, a thunder-zither that sings with killing intent, and a laugh that unsettles even Nascent Soul cultivators, Yunfan joins the decaying Heaven-Splitting Thunder Sect and turns it upside down. What follows is a chaotic rise through the cultivation world, where Yunfan: Outsmarts geniuses and humiliates proud young masters, Crafts formations from inscriptions and poisons enemies with music. Flirts with sword fairies, battles demon beasts, and unearths ancient ruins. Plays zither melodies that cut like blades, And defeats enemies far beyond his cultivation stage with raw lightning, wit, and scoundrel charm. But beneath the jokes lies a man walking a dangerous Dao, one that may either shatter the heavens… or be shattered by them. In a world ruled by silence, swords, and solemn cultivation, one man dares to laugh. The question is, can the heavens laugh with him, or will they burn him down?
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