Outside the Chuan Gong Pavilion.
It was very quiet.
Lin Yan felt a little uneasy. The little loli was so well-behaved and cute, would she run into any accidents?
Just then.
[Ding! Disciple Liu Ruyan's favorability has greatly increased, loyalty +10%]
[Ding! Detected disciple Liu Ruyan's loyalty has broken through 80%, obtained one Sect Master entry extraction opportunity!]
[Ding! Liu Ruyan obtained the Emperor-level technique "Taiyin Emperor Sutra", Sect Points +100]
[Ding! Liu Ruyan resonated with the Great Dao, Sect Points +100]
[Ding! Liu Ruyan broke through to Qi Refining Tier 1, Sect Points +50]
[Ding! Liu Ruyan broke through to Qi Refining Tier 2, Sect Points +50]
[Ding! Liu Ruyan broke through to Qi Refining Tier 3, Sect Points +50]
...
[Ding! Liu Ruyan broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage, Sect Points +100]
Lin Yan was dumbfounded!
Loyalty broke through?
Obtained an Emperor-level technique?
In just this short while... Foundation Establishment?
"Sys, check Liu Ruyan's current status."
[Disciple: Liu Ruyan]
[Cultivation: Early Foundation Establishment]
[ID: 000001]
[Physique: Taiyin Holy Body]
[Technique: Taiyin Emperor Sutra (Emperor-level)]
[Loyalty: 85.6%]
[Entry: Taiyin Dao Body]
...
Lin Yan gasped.
She actually reached Foundation Establishment!
He had previously thought that gaining 4 years of cultivation in 3 days was incredibly fast, but in the blink of an eye, his disciple reached Foundation Establishment?
Although Lin Yan still didn't know what realm 4 years of cultivation corresponded to, it probably wasn't Foundation Establishment, right?
"This..."
...
Meanwhile.
Tens of thousands of miles high in the sky.
In an unknowable place of chaos.
Here, there was no heaven, no earth, no time, and no space.
There was only endless nothingness, and within the nothingness slumbered various Great Daos.
They were the manifestations of the rules of heaven and earth, the foundation of the cultivation world's existence.
For millions of years, they had slumbered here, untouched and unawakened by anyone.
Until today.
A silver-white Great Dao suddenly moved.
Like a giant dragon that had slept for ten thousand years suddenly opening its eyes!
Above the Great Dao, the silver-white light shone brightly, illuminating the entire chaotic void.
Immediately after, the other Great Daos seemed to be awakened, vibrating one after another.
Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Light, Dark...
Each Great Dao resonated and vibrated, emitting low Dao chimes.
That sound was like the heartbeat of heaven and earth, and also like the ringing of an ancient bell.
Muffled, distant, and awe-inspiring.
The Dao chimes pierced through the chaos, spreading to every corner of the Tianyuan Continent.
...
Tianyuan Continent, Central State.
Absolute Beginning Holy Land.
In a sky city suspended tens of thousands of feet in the air.
A white-haired old man sat cross-legged on a futon, his eyes tightly closed, his breathing long and steady.
The Daoist robe on his body was tattered, as if he had worn it for thousands of years, but spiritual light flowed at every torn spot, clearly showing it was no ordinary item.
Suddenly, the old man snapped his eyes open!
Two piercing rays of light shot out from his cloudy eyes, piercing through the roof of the hall and soaring straight into the clouds.
"A Dao Body..."
"The one and only Dao Body in all eternity has emerged!"
His voice was hoarse and trembling, as if confirming something.
Then, the old man suddenly stood up, and a terrifying pressure erupted from his body.
The entire sky city trembled slightly under his pressure.
"Men!"
"Old Ancestor?" The disciples waiting outside the hall hastily knelt down.
"Pass down my order! At all costs, find this Dao Body! Take them into our Absolute Beginning Holy Land!"
"Anyone who dares to interfere will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes!"
...
Western Region, Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Golden Buddha light enveloped the entire mountain range, bells echoed melodiously, and Sanskrit chants rang out in waves.
Inside the Mahavira Hall, a giant golden Buddha sat upon a lotus throne, its eyes lowered in compassion for all living beings.
Below the golden Buddha, a gaunt old monk sat in meditation, his body covered in dust as if he hadn't moved in a very long time.
Suddenly, the old monk opened his eyes.
There was no piercing light or terrifying pressure in his eyes, only a calmness that saw through worldly affairs.
But beneath that calmness was unconcealable shock.
"A Dao Body has emerged..."
The old monk muttered to himself, then slowly stood up.
The dust on his body rustled down.
"Amitabha."
He chanted a Buddha's name. The sound wasn't loud, but it spread throughout the entire Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
In an instant, all the monks stopped their tasks.
The abbot, the head monks, the elders, the disciples...
Everyone's gaze turned towards the Mahavira Hall.
Because that Buddha's name came from the direction of the Grand Ancestor, who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years and had never shown his face.
"Pass down my decree."
The old monk's voice was calm, but every word struck like a heavy hammer on everyone's heart.
"Find the Dao Body and cross them over into our sect."
"Yes!"
Tens of thousands of monks replied in unison, their voices shaking the clouds.
...
Southern Border, Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.
Deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, at the bottom of a pitch-black abyss.
A pair of emerald green eyes suddenly lit up, like two will-o'-the-wisps glowing faintly in the darkness.
"A Dao Body..."
A hoarse voice emerged from the abyss, carrying irrepressible greed.
"If I devour this Dao Body, I will be able to break through my shackles and return to my peak!"
The abyss trembled, and countless demonic beasts prostrated on the ground, shivering.
"Pass down my kingly decree! All demon races, move out in full force!"
"Find that Dao Body and bring them back alive!"
"Yes!"
Countless demonic beasts roared in unison, their voices echoing across the wilderness.
...
Northern Plains, Ice Snow Shrine.
Beneath the glaciers that hadn't melted in ten thousand years, in a palace built of ice crystals.
A woman in a white dress sat cross-legged on an ice lotus. Her appearance was stunningly beautiful, and her aura was cold and aloof.
She had her eyes closed, seemingly in a deep slumber.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes.
Those eyes were ice-blue, like the purest ice crystals without a trace of impurity.
"Taiyin Dao Body..."
The woman spoke softly, her voice cold and clear like an icy spring.
"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I would actually wait until a Dao Body emerged."
She stood up, and the ice lotus bloomed in response.
"Pass down my order. Deploy the Ice Phoenix Guards."
"At all costs, ensure the Dao Body's safety."
"If anyone dares to snatch them..."
A cold glint flashed across the woman's eyes.
"Kill."
...
Qingyun Mountain, Heavenly Sword Sect.
Outer Sect Council Hall.
"What, you're saying that person knows Patriarch Zhang?"
"And took your full-strength palm strike without a scratch?"
Zhao Feng, an outer sect elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, sat upright in a grand armchair. The teacup in his hand hovered in mid-air, his brows tightly furrowed.
Li Hu stood below, his head bowed, a look of respect on his face.
"That's right, Elder. That person claimed to be Lin Yan, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Derivation Sect. He looked to be in his early twenties, but this subordinate couldn't see through his cultivation realm."
"He asked this subordinate to pass a message to the Sect Master, saying that this mountain peak of Qingyun Mountain will be under the Heavenly Derivation Sect's jurisdiction from now on."
"He also said... if you want to go find him for tea, he's always waiting."
"Elder, could this Heavenly Derivation Sect be some hidden sect?"
"Hah? Hidden sect?"
Zhao Feng put down his teacup and sneered.
"At its peak, this Heavenly Derivation Sect only had twenty or thirty people. Thirty years ago, it was I who personally took action and wiped out that rundown Daoist temple. What bullshit hidden sect?"
Li Hu was taken aback. "Elder, you mean... that Heavenly Derivation Sect was wiped out by you thirty years ago..."
"Exactly." Zhao Feng stroked his beard, a smug look on his face.
"Back then, the Tianyan Sect was nothing but a dilapidated little sect on the verge of losing its legacy. With a casual slap, I shattered their mountain gate."
"Afterward, those disciples scattered like monkeys fleeing a fallen tree. Those who didn't run away died; they've been gone for a long time."
"Now, some wet-behind-the-ears brat pops up out of nowhere, picks up a broken plaque, and wants to rebuild the sect?"
"Wishful thinking!"
Li Hu scratched his head. "But Elder, that person took my full-strength palm strike and truly didn't even budge..."
Zhao Feng shot him a glance and coldly snorted.
"There are plenty of things in this world that can block a full-force strike from a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator."
"Protective dharma treasures, defensive talismans, single-use spirit artifacts... any one of them could do it."
"Did you think he relied on his own true ability?"
Li Hu suddenly realized. "Elder, do you mean... that guy has a treasure on him?"
"What else?" A sharp glint flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes. "A young man in his early twenties—even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, how high could his cultivation base possibly be?"
"Peak Qi Condensation at best."
"To be able to block your full-strength palm, he must have relied on an external item."
Li Hu's eyes lit up as well.
Right.
How did he not think of that?
A treasure capable of taking a full-force strike from a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator—what grade would that have to be?
At least a Spirit Artifact, right?
Maybe... even a Treasure Artifact!
Perhaps it was even related to the treasure that fell from the sky that day!
At this thought, Li Hu's breathing grew somewhat heavy.
"Elder, then your subordinate will go investigate again..."
"No need."
Zhao Feng raised a hand to interrupt Li Hu, a cold sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
"This time, I will act personally."
He stood up and stretched his limbs, his joints letting out a series of crackling pops from within his body.
"I want to see if that person can withstand a full-force strike from a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
