Dongsheng.
"I, Hu Hansan, am back!" Yi Feng shouted excitedly.
After days of waiting, he had finally obtained a disciple token at Qingniu Sect.
Not only that.
With this sect disciple label, the first thing he did when he returned to Dongsheng was to go to the Dongsheng Sect Alliance and successfully obtain a sect establishment permit.
"Although it's only a ninth-rank sect, it doesn't matter!"
Looking at the permit document in his hand, Yi Feng felt wonderful inside.
After returning and establishing the sect, as long as he takes on 100 disciples, he can start cultivating.
Flight, longevity, dual cultivation — they are all beckoning to him!
Two days later, Yi Feng returned to the island.
"Dongsheng is still the best."
Seeing these old men and women greeting him, Yi Feng felt a special closeness.
In the days he was away, construction on the island had been completely taken care of.
Not only that.
The old men and women from Pingjiang City had spontaneously built houses around Yi Feng's sect.
So now the small island was bustling with activity, with bamboo rafts drifting across the river from time to time.
"Oh my, I really found a feng shui treasure ground. So many old men and women like this place."
"Lively is also quite good!" Yi Feng laughed.
Upon returning to the island, Yi Feng was eager to establish the sect.
He immediately gathered the sect's core members.
Of course.
The core members were just a few.
Qing Huan Xiang, Zhong Qing, Lu Qingshan, Wu, Wu Chang'an, Guan Yunpeng, Ye Bei, Han Tianque and a few others.
"Hmm, I just checked and today is a good day, better start than delay. Let's establish the sect today." Yi Feng said with a smile: "Of course, the running of the sect in the future will also need everyone's cooperation."
"Guan Yunpeng, Ye Bei, Han Tianque."
"Here."
"You three will manage the day-to-day affairs of the sect facilities, arrange lodging for new disciples, and so on." Yi Feng ordered.
"Yes."
The three were extremely excited.
They didn't expect to be able to hold positions in Yi Feng's sect at all.
"Well, Lao Qing, the books you found back this time are all good, quite to my satisfaction, so I'll let you be the elder of the Scripture Pavilion!" Yi Feng instructed.
"Thank you, sir." Qing Huan Xiang respectfully nodded.
"Alright, that's it!"
After arranging everything, Yi Feng was about to leave. After all, there were only these few people, and that was about enough.
The important thing was that he had to hurry up and accept 100 disciples to embark on the path of cultivation as soon as possible. So he ignored everything like opening ceremonies and directly established the sect.
"Uh... Sir, what should our sect be called?" Qing Huan Xiang hurriedly shouted.
"Oh, I forgot about that." Yi Feng patted his forehead and quickly said, "What do you guys think would be good?"
"We still have to ask you to decide, sir."
A few people respectfully bowed their heads.
Yi Feng thought about it and felt they were all the same, so he randomly picked a name and said, "Let's call it Heaven and Earth Sect!"
No other reason, he simply felt the name was imposing enough.
And the moment Yi Feng decided on the sect name, a familiar voice rang out in his mind.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host for successfully establishing a sect, rewarded with one flying sword."
"Binding to the Heaven and Earth Sect..."
"Heaven and Earth Sect binding succeeded."
"Disciples: 3/100."
"When disciples successfully reach 100, the host will unlock cultivation."
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."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
