But he wanted everyone to have an equal opportunity.
Whether to cultivate or not, and to what level one cultivated, should be a decision in the hands of each individual.
Rather than having their right to cultivate predetermined from the moment they were born.
To this end, he would work hard to develop and expand the Lingxian Sect, ensuring it grew steadily and impartially in this direction.
He wanted to allow more people to see it and know it.
Then be influenced by it, regaining the qualification to cultivate that was otherwise dictated solely by spirit roots.
Therefore, he was already mentally prepared for the sect's exposure.
Once news of their sect was reported to the imperial court, the court would have no more than three reactions.
First, they might think it impossible for a sect to inexplicably appear in a remote backwater, assuming it to be fake or a prank, treating it as a joke and ignoring it.
Of course, this possibility was extremely low.
Second, they might take it seriously, viewing them as a heterodox path or a foreign power. Looking at them with hostile eyes, they would immediately notify the three great sects to jointly discuss countermeasures.
Given the current degree of integration between the imperial court and the three great sects, this situation was quite possible, or rather, highly probable.
Third, upon receiving the news, the imperial court might harbor doubts but also hold some different expectations, secretly sending someone to investigate. After confirming the facts, they would contact the Lingxian Sect behind the backs of the three great sects, secretly negotiating trade cooperation and providing support, thereby transforming the Pusi Kingdom from a tri-sect dominance into a situation where a rising new sect emerged alongside the three great sects.
Over the years, it was impossible for the imperial court not to have any grievances against the three great sects.
Thus, Lin Xiao felt this scenario was also highly likely.
He was betting that the third situation would occur.
However, among these three situations, the worst for the Lingxian Sect was merely the second one.
If the second situation really happened, at worst, everyone in the Lingxian Sect would move up the mountain to cultivate and never go out.
They would become homebody cultivators.
In any case, the mountain now had fields, land, mountains, and water; food was plentiful, and spiritual energy was abundant.
Once their sect produced a few more high-level cultivators, presumably the three great sects wouldn't want to arm-wrestle with them anymore.
After all, arm-wrestling might break bones and allow their rivals to take advantage. If they did nothing, it would merely change from three families sharing the pie to four; the territory of the Pusi Kingdom wasn't monopolized by any single sect anyway.
The only one likely to cause trouble might be the Shangyang Sect, which was located in the eastern part of the Pusi Kingdom, just like the Lingxian Sect.
But no matter how he considered it, Lin Xiao felt that even if his sect were exposed, it wouldn't be a big problem.
On the contrary, if they always acted timidly to avoid exposure, constantly worrying whether doing this or that would get them discovered, that would be the real trouble.
Thus, Lin Xiao wasn't too worried about the sect's exposure.
However, Prefect Tong's help had bought their sect more time.
This was also very good.
Perhaps by the time the imperial court or the three great sects got the news and prepared to make a move, his closed-door cultivation would already be over.
Moreover, the affairs of the world were constantly changing.
He didn't know what the future would hold or what would happen in the next second.
As long as he made appropriate preparations, he felt it would be fine.
Outside the window, the night deepened.
The people of Xiushui Village gradually fell asleep amidst the bright moonlight and the rising and falling chirping of cicadas.
Early the next morning.
Lin Xiao followed his father and brother up the mountain, treading on the morning dew.
Senior Liao, Mo Yuanjiao, Mo Que, Liu Chun, and Liu Yunan's family of three, who lived in the Guiyuan Mountain Residence, were already waiting early under the ten miles of peach blossom trees.
Seeing the three members of the Lin family arrive, they all came over to greet them.
Lin Xiao took out the positioning voice transmission talismans he had prepared the night before and handed them to Liu Yunan. He told him what Prefect Tong's letter had informed him about the previous night and instructed him to send a few more to Prefect Tong.
Not long after, the others also arrived one after another.
Jiang Youfu had stayed by his grandmother's side all night, guarding her. Only after confirming that she was indeed fine and in much better spirits—even able to get up and drink a large bowl of rice porridge this morning—did he come up the mountain.
Seeing him arrive, Lin Xiao took out the three-piece immortal food set and handed it to him.
He told him that these were obtained because he had comprehended the Immortal Food Chapter of the Origin Heart Sutra, and that they were prepared specifically for him.
Hearing this, Jiang Youfu accepted them very happily.
Today was the day Lin Xiao had decided to enter closed-door cultivation, which he had mentioned to everyone during a previous meeting.
Therefore, today, no one rushed to the cultivation room to begin training. Instead, they followed behind Lin Xiao to the closed-door cultivation site he had built.
That is, the place Lin Xiao named the Nature Terrace.
Lin Xiao first took out the low-tier spirit gathering array he had previously purchased from the mall. Then he opened the building synthesizer, selected the Nature Terrace, placed the low-tier spirit gathering array inside, and began a secondary synthesis.
Seeing this, the crowd behind him quietly watched him, not knowing exactly what he was doing, but they did not make a sound to disturb him.
It wasn't until he successfully completed the secondary synthesis of the Nature Terrace and placed it back in its original spot that he turned to face the crowd, looking at them one by one.
Then, with a smile on his face, he spoke:
"I'll be going into closed-door cultivation shortly. While I'm away, I hope everyone can work together, unite and help each other, cultivate diligently, and manage our sect well. If anything happens in our village, you can discuss it and help out. Well... alright! I won't say much more. I know you all understand, and I believe you will do even better than I've instructed."
Hearing this, everyone responded with smiles:
"Brother Xiao, you can rest assured."
"Yes, yes, Sect Master Senior Brother, go with peace of mind. We won't destroy the sect."
"Brother Xiao, while you are in seclusion, I will work hard to study new dishes. When you come back, I'll cook a whole table of delicacies just for you! Hehe."
"I've compiled suitable excerpts from our sect's mental techniques into teaching materials. The seeds of our sect will definitely be successfully spread."
Lin Dayou and Lin Yun looked at Lin Xiao standing before the crowd, remaining silent.
They were very gratified.
The little child who had once been so carefully protected had now grown into the master of a sect.
A thousand words turned into an overflowing pride in their hearts.
Hearing everyone's responses, Lin Xiao felt extremely warmed.
The sect's affairs had mostly been handled over the past few days.
If there was anything he had missed, it would just have to be left for the people in the sect to resolve.
He felt that the members of their sect were all very capable now.
There were knowledgeable seniors, steady and grounded elders, as well as hardworking, united, intelligent, and kind peers.
Even though Lin Xiao still had many lingering concerns and worries in his heart, looking at the people before him, he suddenly felt that with these fellow sect members and companions, he had nothing to worry about.
Thus, the many attachments in his heart ultimately merged into a single sentence:
"Alright, I'm going in. Take care, everyone, and wait for me to come out."
After saying that, he turned and stepped into the Nature Terrace.
Thus began his journey into secluded cultivation.
From this moment forth, he would temporarily lay down his mantle as the Sect Master of the Lingxian Sect and devote himself entirely to his seclusion!

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

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."

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"