Just like that, by the time Wei Hai, who was enjoying the prestige of being a sect master for the first time in the Shangyang Sect, received news of the Lingxian Sect, it was already the Great Cold solar term.
Tomorrow would be New Year's Eve.
Outside, the world was already frozen over.
At that time, Wei Hai was inside the Shangyang Sect, squandering its private treasury.
Although Elder Jin had taken away many good things previously.
Most of those were relatively rare little items kept in another small vault that very few people in the sect knew about.
As for the storehouse containing a massive amount of basic cultivation materials, because Wei Hai had taken control of it the moment he occupied the Shangyang Sect, they hadn't dared to risk going there.
With several hundred years of accumulation by the Shangyang Sect, the quantity of items in that large storehouse was quite substantial.
At the very least, the number of spirit stones was not small.
Not to mention the multitude of other items.
Many of which Wei Hai, a mere rogue cultivator, had never even used before.
Despite currently being a Nascent Soul cultivator, he belonged to the poorest batch among them.
Although he had previously been guarding a spirit stone mine, he had always wanted to wait until the mine was fully nurtured. That way, when he broke through to the Soul Formation realm, he could use it all at once to exchange for a massive benefit.
Therefore, before this, he had always lived rather frugally.
However, even though this sect storehouse couldn't completely make up for the loss of his spirit stone mine, he was still exceedingly satisfied.
It would just be even better if he could get his spirit stone mine back.
The infuriating part was that the people of the Shangyang Sect were too stubborn and simply refused to tell him where the spirit stone mine was.
Wei Hai thought about this as he tossed handfuls of nourishing and enhancing pills from the storehouse into his mouth like candy.
Just then, a disciple's voice drifted in from outside:
"Reporting to the Sect Master, another official dispatch has arrived from the imperial court."
Hearing that another dispatch had arrived, Wei Hai felt slightly annoyed.
What a hassle.
Although he had seized the Shangyang Sect, he had no intention of actually being a responsible sect master or developing the sect.
He merely wanted to experience the prestige of a sect master for a while, and conveniently claim the sect's storehouses as his own.
Once he had squandered the storehouse empty and grown tired of playing sect master, he would simply walk away.
As for that spirit stone mine, he had carefully investigated and seriously thought about it later on.
The Shangyang Sect shouldn't have had the capability to directly swap an entire spirit stone mine with a massive expanse of rock. That required a spatial array; even in the cultivation world, ordinary small to medium-sized sects wouldn't possess one, let alone the Shangyang Sect, which resided in a corner of the mortal realm.
He figured that the spirit stone mine had most likely been gifted by the Shangyang Sect to their backer in the cultivation world.
These sects in the mortal realm essentially all had some connections with certain sects in the cultivation world; he knew this much.
But he also knew that cultivation world sects didn't value these mortal realm sects highly, so their contact was very sparse.
Therefore, he wasn't worried that someone would come looking for trouble with him anytime soon after he conquered the Shangyang Sect.
In a few years, when that cultivation world backer finally contacted the Shangyang Sect, even if they were willing to stand up for them, he would have long since flown far away.
Moreover, he knew that the backers sought by small sects like the Shangyang Sect were generally not major sects in the cultivation world.
After all, major sects looked down on them.
Only the small and medium-sized sects in the cultivation world would want to flaunt their superiority in front of such mortal realm sects.
And for those sects, the sect master would at most be at the Soul Formation stage.
It wasn't that he looked down on the Soul Formation stage.
But rather, a Soul Formation cultivator who was a sect master definitely wouldn't chase him to the ends of the earth over a sect like this.
Because of all this, he felt completely at ease regarding his own safety.
Thus, over this period, he would only glance at the official dispatches from the imperial court to get a general idea before ignoring them entirely.
He was just waiting to enjoy himself for a while before leaving.
However, since he was currently bored, he decided to pass the time by seeing what tedious news this dog-shit imperial court had sent him this time.
So, he called out:
"Bring it in."
A disciple entered and presented the dispatch to him with great respect, or rather, fear.
Reclining comfortably on a chaise lounge, Wei Hai lazily took it and casually flipped it open.
At first, he read it very perfunctorily.
However, after reading only a few lines, he suddenly sat bolt upright from the lounge, staring at the dispatch in his hands with a grave expression as he read it intently.
"A newly emerged Lingxian Sect? And it's located in a village under the jurisdiction of Liaoju Prefecture?"
When he returned to check on the spirit stone mine ten years ago, he had conveniently inquired about various news concerning Hufang Province.
At that time, he had absolutely never heard of such a sect.
Furthermore, Pusi Country already had three sects; how could a new sect suddenly pop up out of nowhere?
Where would this mortal country find enough resources to support the cultivation of the people in these sects?
Not to mention, Hufang Province already had the Shangyang Sect!
How could they allow a new sect to rise up right under their noses?
Looking at this situation, it seemed the imperial court intended to elevate this new sect to stand alongside the three great sects, turning them into the four great sects?
Wei Hai furrowed his brows tightly. For some reason, he felt that something was very wrong here!
In a flash of insight, he recalled when he was interrogating that disciple named Jin Nanhuan, who had interfered in the incident related to his spirit stone mine. Jin Nanhuan had kept crying out that he was wrongly accused.
He had claimed that he hadn't seen any spirit stone mine, and that when he wanted to go down and investigate, the cave was already filled with solid rock.
Furthermore, he had said that someone else had actually saved those children back then. He had only been greedy for the merit and fabricated the lie that he and that person were partners; in reality, he didn't even know the person who saved them.
At the time, Wei Hai had thought that Jin Nanhuan was truly stubborn, refusing to tell the truth even when facing a Nascent Soul cultivator like himself, making him likely a discarded pawn of the sect.
Therefore, Wei Hai hadn't thought much about his words back then, assuming he was just making excuses and lying.
But now, combining it with this official dispatch sent by the imperial court, it seemed it wasn't entirely impossible.
If what Jin Nanhuan said was true.
Then the person who stole the mine back then was, in all likelihood, the very same person who saved the children.
And that savior might have used his spirit stone mine to skyrocket in power, establishing this newly emerged Lingxian Sect!
If so, didn't that mean his spirit stone mine was very likely not sitting in some unknown sect in the cultivation world, but rather within this new sect that had suddenly popped up in the mortal realm?
Then his spirit stone mine could absolutely be recovered!
The thought that he might be able to reclaim his spirit stone mine after having already taken control of the Shangyang Sect's storehouse filled Wei Hai's heart with a burning fervor.
Thus, he immediately summoned several Foundation Establishment disciples. After feeding each of them a few poison pills, he ordered:
"Listen well. In a moment, you will immediately head down the mountain and find the exact location of this Lingxian Sect in Liaoju Prefecture for me. Then, report back to me at once. I am only giving you five shichen."
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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.
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!
