Gu Qingfeng and Xiao Nu settled down in the Tai Xuan Immortal Sect. Having taken control of its entire upper echelon, they lived there as comfortably as if it were their own home.
Were it not for the imminent opening of the Tai Yi Secret Realm, Gu Qingfeng wouldn’t have been willing to leave.
Spending his days playing the flute amidst the immortal mountains and cascading waterfalls, refining his spirit—who would willingly abandon such a celestial existence?
"Master, it's time we depart," Shangguan Wan'er said softly.
"Let’s go." Gu Qingfeng cast one last reluctant glance at the Tai Xuan Immortal Sect, resolving to return once he obtained the Eternal Night Lamp Technique from the Tai Yi Secret Realm.
This was the life one ought to live in the Eternal True World. The Demon Realm, by comparison, was a wretched place—populated by grotesque beings, with female demons even uglier, and resources so scarce there was nothing of value.
The Tai Xuan Immortal Sect was far superior—teeming with fresh-faced female disciples, most of them mortal, but quantity made up for quality. Add to that the finest immortal wines and delicacies...
Soon, the two set off.
The Tai Yi Secret Realm lay millions of miles from the Tai Xuan Immortal Sect, but with their extraordinary speed, they arrived in just three days, leisurely sightseeing and playing music along the way.
The secret realm was nestled deep within a remote mountain range, surrounded by ancient verdant trees and rarely visited.
Yet today, it was crowded with people.
Every opening of the Tai Yi Secret Realm was a grand occasion for the surrounding immortal dynasties and sects.
Even mortal sects without an immortal patron would come to participate, as the realm’s restriction allowed only those below the immortal realm to enter.
Of course, sects without an immortal guardian often met with "unfortunate accidents" here—especially if they happened to acquire something valuable.
As Gu Qingfeng and Xiao Nu arrived, they surveyed the crowd, which numbered in the tens of thousands.
Not all were here to brave the secret realm, however. Only a thousand Tai Yi Immortal Tokens were issued each year, meaning only a thousand could enter.
Most were escorts—disciples sent by their sects to protect the trial-takers from ambushes and theft.
"Quite the gathering," Gu Qingfeng remarked.
"This isn’t even the full number. In a few more days, those still en route will arrive.
Among them are immortal dynasties and sects led by true immortals, as well as mortal sects that have never produced one—though even they usually have Quasi-Emperors or Extreme Path cultivators," Shangguan Wan'er explained.
Their arrival caused quite a stir, as both possessed striking looks that made them stand out like cranes among chickens.
Some even recognized Shangguan Wan'er, prompting immortals from various sects to approach with lowered postures, paying their respects.
Such was the gap between mid-tier and low-tier factions.
"Who is that celestial beauty? Even the immortals leading the major sects are bowing to her—her status must be extraordinary," someone in the crowd whispered.
"You don’t know her? That’s Princess Wan of the Yu Hua Immortal Dynasty!"
"What?! The terrifying mid-tier power, the Yu Hua Immortal Dynasty?"
"Exactly. If she weren’t from a mid-tier faction, do you think those haughty immortals would grovel like this?"
"Ha! So even these lofty immortals know fear. They act aloof toward us mortal factions, but in the end, they’re just scrambling to curry favor with the stronger ones."
"Hey, look at the guy next to Princess Wan—reeking of lower-realm peasant vibes. Probably an ascendant.
Why would Her Highness choose a lower-realm ascendant as her trial-taker? What could those bumpkins possibly offer?"
"Right? That guy must’ve sweet-talked the princess with his pretty face. If only I could be her trial-taker—I’d show her what real talent looks like!"
"You? Your own sect didn’t even pick you as a trial-taker, and you think the princess would? Go take a piss and check your reflection."
Shangguan Wan'er coldly and impatiently dismissed the crowd of immortals.
Normally, she reveled in such adoration, especially when it came from low-tier factions—it fed her sense of superiority.
She often found amusement in watching these low-tier cultivators clumsily imitate her, whether in dress or mannerisms, always falling short.
They strained to mimic the mid-tier, to climb upward, but the low would always remain low.
Yet now, things were different.
She was no longer the lofty princess of the Yu Hua Immortal Dynasty—she was her master’s Xiao Nu.
Every time she stood beside Gu Qingfeng while others fawned over her, she felt a pang of shame.
Each compliment, though flattering, stung when directed at a slave. Worse, she feared displeasing her master.
So she hurriedly shooed away those bothersome flies.
The immortals from low-tier factions didn’t dare take offense—or at least, didn’t show it. No matter what fantasies they harbored, they kept their smiles intact.
Days later, distant factions arrived one after another to join the gathering.
Then, suddenly—
A rainbow bridge of immortal light stretched across the sky, and from it descended a man and a woman.
The woman wore pristine white robes, her beauty ethereal, her aura transcendent—like an orchid blooming in solitude.
The man was clad in black, with sharp brows and starry eyes, his handsome features accentuated by a sword held lazily across his chest. A faint smirk played on his lips, his gaze a mix of nonchalance, indifference, and a trace of cold detachment.
"It’s the Eldest Princess of the Yu Hua Immortal Dynasty—Shangguan Qing!" an immortal exclaimed.
"Why is she here? A mere True Immortal secret realm shouldn’t warrant the presence of two princesses. Is there some hidden secret?"
"They say Eldest Princess Qing is the foremost beauty of the Yu Hua Immortal Dynasty. Seeing her today, the rumors don’t do her justice!"
"I thought Princess Wan was peerless, but her sister surpasses even her!"
"The man beside Princess Qing also carries the aura of the lower realms—another ascendant!"
“What is going on? First, Princess Wan’s trial-taker is a lower-realm ascendant, and now Princess Qing’s is too. Are we, the dignified cultivators of the upper realm, truly inferior to those lower-realm natives?”
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."
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.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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.”
