A moment later.
Su Ji’s feet landed firmly on the ground.
The oppressive sensation from the fall instantly dissipated.
He looked up—the cliff top, a hundred meters high, was now just a faint black dot in the distance.
The Qi Refining cultivator’s figure still stood motionless at the edge.
Su Ji withdrew his gaze and began searching the dim cave floor for his spear.
Soon, he found it not far away.
The entire spear was nearly buried underground, with only a small section of the hilt protruding.
Su Ji walked over, gripped the hilt with both hands, and yanked forcefully.
Pop—
A muffled sound followed as the spear came free, bringing up a small clump of dirt.
He weighed the weapon in his hand—good, it hadn’t broken.
This one’s quality was indeed decent.
Just then—
Boom—!
A deep, thunderous crash echoed from somewhere behind Su Ji.
Instinctively, he turned.
A cloud of dust billowed into the air.
At its center, an irregular, human-shaped crater now marred the ground.
Inside the pit, the Qi Refining cultivator lay with limbs twisted at unnatural angles, clearly beyond saving.
In his hand, he still clutched the broken halves of a sword.
Su Ji: "…"
Spear resting on his shoulder, Su Ji sauntered over.
The dying man glared at him.
"You…"
He tried to speak.
Su Ji cut him off. "Told you it wasn’t something you could learn."
"Tsk. Whatever happened to basic trust between fellow cultivators?"
At those words, the Qi Refining cultivator coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His end was imminent.
Su Ji crouched and began rifling through the man’s belongings with practiced efficiency.
Soon, he retrieved a worn storage pouch from the corpse’s robes.
His face twisted in mild disgust.
Inside—thirty-some low-grade spirit stones, a few bottles of dubious-quality pills, and two shoddy-looking cultivation manuals.
Cheapskate.
Su Ji shook his head, pocketing the spirit stones into his own storage pouch.
Even scraps were better than nothing.
The pills and manuals were tossed aside without a second thought.
Useless. Untrustworthy.
Rising to his feet, Su Ji left the corpse behind without another glance.
Such was the way of the cultivation path.
One misstep, and eternal damnation followed.
Su Ji took stock of the underground cavern.
The air carried a faint sulfuric tang, and the temperature was noticeably higher than aboveground.
He didn’t rush deeper.
Instead, he found a secluded corner, sat cross-legged, and waited.
Tomorrow, the cooldown for [Heaven’s Glimpse] would end.
He needed to see whether his "underground Foundation Establishment" plan would trigger another heavenly punishment.
…
The night passed without incident—no new cultivators arrived.
The ones from Wutong Town had likely all been rounded up by the Joyful Union Sect.
At dawn, Su Ji opened his eyes precisely on schedule.
Without hesitation, he activated [Heaven’s Glimpse].
The familiar grayscale world enveloped him once more.
This time, what unfolded before Su Ji…
The Foundation Establishment tribulation had vanished.
Hiding underground was the right call!
But…
A new thread had appeared.
[Inner Demon Tribulation / Heavenly Fox Tribulation]
Huh?
This was the first time Su Ji had seen such a bizarre fusion of two tribulations.
What did it mean?
Had he gone mad and killed Su Jiu?
Was he even capable of that?
Rather than speculate, he decided to see for himself.
His consciousness reached out and tugged sharply at the thread.
…
[Within Heaven’s Glimpse]
The vision before him was a churning sea of magma.
The scorching air made each breath feel like swallowing embers.
Su Ji sat meditating atop a massive black stone floating above the molten river.
He was undergoing Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment.
The process was proceeding with unsettling smoothness.
Spiritual energy liquefied and surged through his dantian, his soul honed to razor sharpness, and that wisp of providence wrested from the Heavenly Dao obediently guided the transformation.
Beside him stood a pair of hands carved from Luminescent Stone.
Their fingers—middle ones extended—blazed with radiant light, pointing defiantly upward as if to pierce the heavens.
On the left hand’s finger was carved: Heaven.
On the right: Dao.
And on the back of the sculpture, two more characters: Utterly Inept.
As the last strand of spiritual energy settled into his dantian, a flawless foundation took shape.
Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment—complete.
This time, no thunder rumbled in Su Ji’s world.
Yet despite his success, Su Ji remained unconscious.
His eyes stayed shut, brows furrowed deeply.
Su Jiu stood watch nearby.
Her delicate eyebrows knitted as she observed his state.
"Why hasn’t he awakened after completing Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment?
"An inner demon?"
"But for a mere Foundation Establishment…"
It made no sense. Inner demons typically only plagued ruthless demonic cultivators during Core Formation—never at this stage.
Then again, Su Ji had already drawn heavenly punishment lightning. Adding an inner demon to the mix seemed almost fitting.
This complicates things.
She hadn’t forgotten how long Su Ji had lingered on the seemingly simple Path of Heart’s Trial during their last Heavenly Dao secret realm expedition.
His calm demeanor afterward had fooled others, but not her.
It only proved the horrors he’d faced in that illusion far surpassed normal trials.
His inner demon would naturally be ten times more vicious than an ordinary cultivator’s.
How to break this deadlock?
Su Ji’s expression grew paler by the moment.
And she could only watch, helpless.
No outsider could interfere with an inner demon tribulation.
Unless…
She did possess one method to turn calamity into fortune…
An idea flashed through Su Jiu’s mind.
Her cheeks burned uncontrollably.
She shook her head, trying to dispel the absurd notion.
But as Su Ji’s complexion whitened further, the thought surged back with greater insistence.
No.
Su Ji couldn’t die here.
Right.
He was the most promising candidate she’d ever seen to break free from Great Xia.
She…
Was merely fulfilling the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox clan’s duty.
Personal feelings should be set aside.
With this justification, Su Jiu’s mind cleared instantly.
Perfectly reasonable.
Then, the [Heaven’s Glimpse] vision shattered.
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
