Wang Qianyue watched Fang Zhiyi stroll over as if taking a leisurely walk in a garden. Behind him emerged several great demons, all of them oddly shaped. If he hadn't seen them with his own eyes before, he would have thought it was an illusion. The zither walking around was one thing, but how did that tree demon get in here?
In a flash, the iron chains binding him were easily snapped by the demons. Fang Zhiyi walked over to his side, bending down as if to say something, but the next moment he suddenly struck out and grabbed the Life-Stealing Demon's body.
The Life-Stealing Demon's earthworm-like form twisted and writhed frantically, but within moments, its body crumbled to ash inch by inch.
Only then did Fang Zhiyi raise his head and look at Jiang Mubai, who was sitting up in the coffin.
"Damn it, back then I only taught you to keep the world in your heart, didn't I? And look what they've done to you!"
Wang Qianyue watched as this young man, with an air of old-fashioned authority, scolded the mummy-like National Preceptor. Somehow the scene just felt off.
"Junior Uncle..." Jiang Mubai stammered.
"Little Peach Blossom!" Fang Zhiyi waved his hand, and the tree demon understood. A root stretched out and crept into the coffin, and within moments, Jiang Mubai's complexion improved somewhat.
"Junior Uncle! I, I, I..."
Fang Zhiyi frowned. "What's with all the stammering! Stop crying! Say what you need to say!"
"I, I was wrong!" Jiang Mubai's aged face was full of anguish. "I caused Senior Brother's death, I caused Second Senior Brother's death too, I..."
"With Li Buyan's skill level, I can't think of anyone else besides you who could have brought him down. Tell me something I don't know." Fang Zhiyi raised his wrist to check the time, only to find there was no watch. "Let me tell you, those out there can't hold on much longer."
Jiang Mubai recounted what had happened earlier. Everyone wanted to cultivate the Dao, but cultivators were still human, and humans had selfish desires. After Fang Zhiyi disappeared, some cultivators tried to raise demons like he did, but they either suffered backlash or lost their lives. Word spread, and before long, rumors began circulating among cultivators that Li Buyan and the others possessed a true immortal's secret manual. Li Buyan, being the stubborn type, never bothered to explain, and the rumor only grew wider.
That was the spark that ignited the great chaos.
In the ensuing slaughter among cultivators, Zhao Yichen was surrounded and attacked, ultimately meeting his death.
Only Li Buyan and Jiang Mubai survived.
But soon after, Jiang Mubai was summoned to the capital because the reigning emperor wanted to see him. Somehow, he ended up becoming friends with the emperor.
This emperor had only taken the throne a few years prior. Unlike the previous one, he was a good ruler—diligent in governance, caring for the people, and laboring for the nation.
By that time, Jiang Mubai's heart was as good as dead after the great chaos. Watching the emperor waste away day by day, he finally offered to do something, and so the emperor bestowed upon him the title of National Preceptor.
In his early years as National Preceptor, Jiang Mubai served with great dedication—suppressing evil spirits and capturing dark cultivators.
But with the great chaos just over and so many cultivators dead, there wasn't much he could do beyond praying for the people.
Then he heard news that the emperor had fallen ill.
Jiang Mubai wasn't surprised. This emperor was destined for a short life. But when he saw the emperor lying on his dragon bed, unwilling to die, Jiang Mubai felt a pang of pity. Cultivators were not supposed to meddle in mortal affairs, but after all this time, he had witnessed the emperor's deeds with his own eyes.
If the man died like this, it would be a waste.
At that moment, the emperor's left and right guardians begged Jiang Mubai to find a way. On instinct, Jiang Mubai wanted to ask his master, but his master was gone. His junior uncle was gone too. His senior brothers...
He thought for a day and a night, and finally came up with a method to extend the emperor's life.
It was life-linking—tying his own life force to the emperor's. He had a hundred years of lifespan, so giving up twenty years was nothing. Twenty years! The emperor could accomplish so much with that.
But he forgot that human nature is greedy. The poor covet money, the rich covet power, officials covet high positions, and emperors covet longevity...
What he never expected was that he himself, a man ready to die, would be forcibly brought back to life—using the lives of other cultivators.
They had obtained a thing called the Life-Stealing Demon, and the method for refining it was said to be extremely cruel.
But for the sake of imperial power, cruelty could not be called cruelty. It was simply "fate."
From that moment on, Jiang Mubai became a walking corpse—unable to die, unable to resist.
All because that emperor wanted to live.
Life-stealing required cultivators of high cultivation, and so they thought of Li Buyan. Li Buyan, stubborn as ever, rushed over when he heard his junior brother was on the verge of death. Jiang Mubai tried to speak, but when he opened his mouth, no words came out.
That day, the emperor, the guardians, and the high ministers all put on a grand performance in front of Li Buyan, framing Jiang Mubai's situation as a matter of duty to the people and the world. Li Buyan looked at his little junior brother, and in the end, agreed to transfer his life force.
"Junior Uncle once said that the path you choose for yourself is the path," Li Buyan said.
He gave his life to Jiang Mubai, and Jiang Mubai's heart turned to ashes.
Wang Qianyue, sitting on the ground, had been listening with great interest. But a sudden dull thud made him jump. He looked up and saw that Fang Zhiyi had just smacked Jiang Mubai on the head!
"Grandmaster! Don't hit him! You might kill him!" Wang Qianyue scrambled to his feet to intervene.
"Kill him? If I killed him, I'd still find a way to keep hitting!" Fang Zhiyi glared at Jiang Mubai. "Do you know why I hit you?"
Jiang Mubai shook his head. "Junior Uncle, I deserve it!"
"Because you're an idiot!" Fang Zhiyi paced back and forth. "A complete idiot! Of the three of you, only Zhao Yichen had any brains, and he died! You two dunderheads actually managed to survive!"
Jiang Mubai lowered his head.
"Enough of this useless talk! Did I or did I not teach you that if something erupts suddenly, there must be a cause?"
"Junior Uncle, you mean..."
"The Great Chaos!"
"There was a cause. I've reflected on it. At the time, our reputations were too great, and it drew the envy of other cultivators..."
Fang Zhiyi raised his hand again, but looking at this frail old man, he reluctantly lowered it.
"Are you a pig's brain? Did I not also say: if you don't understand why something happened, think about who benefits the most!"
Jiang Mubai didn't dare to respond.
But Wang Qianyue suddenly slapped his thigh. "Grandmaster, I get it!"
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him.
Wang Qianyue said, "Before the Great Chaos, cultivators were everywhere. Practitioners roamed freely, punishing evil and rewarding good... cultivators' reputations were massive—they even overshadowed the court!"
Jiang Mubai turned his head to look at this man he didn't recognize.
"And after the Great Chaos ended, this good-for-nothing—no, no, this National Preceptor—worked for the emperor, gathering up all the surviving cultivators... and the world fell back under the court's control..."
Jiang Mubai's pupils shrank violently!
Fang Zhiyi looked at Wang Qianyue and nodded. Then he turned back to Jiang Mubai with a face full of disgust. "I'm not hitting you because you were tricked. I'm hitting you because after all this time, you never once stopped to think about who started all of this!"
"The court... the emperor... they..." Jiang Mubai muttered to himself.
"An idiot to the core." Fang Zhiyi turned and walked away.
"Hey? Grandmaster, what about your junior nephew?" Wang Qianyue was left confused.
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."
+ 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!
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.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
