The poisonous mist of the Sunset Abyss had not yet dispersed.
The news of Li Miaoyuan's death spread faster than Shen Fei had anticipated.
Inside the Supreme Profound Holy Land, within the highest-grade Soul Lamp Hall of the Outer Domain.
"Crack."
A crisp shattering sound seemed particularly jarring in the dead silence of the great hall.
The deacon elder responsible for guarding the soul lamps snapped his eyes open.
He saw it.
The purple-gold soul lamp placed right in the center of the hall, representing the Outer Domain's First Holy Son, Li Miaoyuan.
The flame flickered violently.
And then.
It completely went out.
Not only did it go out, but the lamp itself exploded into powder!
"This... this is impossible!"
The deacon elder's face instantly turned deathly pale, his entire body trembling.
The Holy Son has fallen!
And not even a shred of his remnant soul managed to escape; he was utterly obliterated!
"A disaster has happened!"
The deacon elder stumbled and crawled out of the Soul Lamp Hall, his shrill roar echoing throughout the entire outer sect of the Supreme Profound Holy Land.
In less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn.
A terrifying pressure that could change the color of the world erupted from the depths of the Supreme Profound Holy Land!
A Soul Formation stage almighty!
Li Miaoyuan's master, the Supreme Elder of the Supreme Profound Holy Land's Outer Domain, had come out of seclusion.
"Who is it! Who dares to kill my disciple!"
A furious roar shattered the endless flowing clouds above the Holy Land.
Immediately after.
A massive net woven from immense soul perception soared into the sky from the Supreme Profound Holy Land.
Like an invisible storm, it spread madly from the core of the state domain toward the peripheral borders in all directions at an illogical speed.
This was a soul-searching secret technique cast at any cost.
As long as someone had come into contact with Li Miaoyuan's aura within a short period, or if an area held lingering traces of the killer's spiritual energy fluctuations, they would be firmly locked onto by this net.
...
At this moment.
Shen Fei had just stepped out of the boundaries of the Sunset Abyss.
He was walking on a desolate Gobi desert.
On the system panel.
The SSSSS-rank luck pillar representing Li Miaoyuan had completely disappeared.
Taking its place.
Was a red, frantically flashing, highest-level alarm!
[Warning!]
[Sudden change detected in the regional luck field!]
[A Soul Formation stage soul perception network is rapidly covering the current coordinates!]
[Estimated time of contact: Two hours!]
Shen Fei stopped in his tracks.
He looked up toward the direction of Tianji City.
Although his naked eyes could see nothing, he could clearly feel that the originally peaceful sky above his head was being enveloped by a massive, cold, and murderous will.
Soul Formation stage.
This was currently the highest known combat power in the Upper Realm.
Shen Fei was currently only at the early Nascent Soul stage.
Although he possessed the Heavenly Demon Physique and the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art, allowing him to challenge those above his level.
However, in the face of an absolute gap in cultivation realms, fighting head-on against an enraged Soul Formation almighty was still suicidal.
"They came quite fast."
Shen Fei's tone was calm, devoid of any panic.
He stood on the wasteland, closed his eyes, and his brain worked rapidly.
He couldn't outrun it.
The coverage of a Soul Formation stage's soul perception was too large and its speed too fast. With his current movement speed, he simply couldn't escape the envelopment of this net.
There were only two choices.
Either use the system's trump card to forcefully conceal his aura. But this would consume a massive amount of Villain Points, and facing a carpet search from a Soul Formation expert, there was no guarantee he wouldn't reveal a flaw.
Or.
Find a place that even the soul perception of a Soul Formation almighty couldn't penetrate, and hide inside.
Shen Fei opened his eyes.
"System, bring up the distribution map of forbidden zones in the current state domain."
[Ding!]
A holographic map unfolded before Shen Fei's eyes.
Shen Fei's gaze quickly swept over those high-risk areas marked in red.
Sunset Abyss? No, that was the crime scene; the people from the Supreme Profound Holy Land would definitely rush there first.
Misty Forest? Too shallow, it couldn't block the divine sense of a Soul Formation expert.
Finally.
Shen Fei's line of sight locked firmly onto a black abyss on the easternmost side of the map, near the edge of the state domain.
[Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss].
[Danger Level: SSS-rank.]
[Description: A natural forbidden zone in the Upper Realm. It is shrouded year-round in extremely fierce ancient demonic aura. Cultivators below the Soul Formation stage who enter will face certain death. Even Soul Formation almighties would not dare to investigate deeply without top-tier defensive magical treasures.]
"This is the place."
A cold smile curled at the corner of Shen Fei's mouth.
The Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss.
To righteous path cultivators, it was a deadly land of despair to be avoided at all costs.
But to someone like him, who cultivated the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art and possessed the Heavenly Demon Physique.
That place was simply a natural sanctuary, and moreover, the most perfect training ground!
Shen Fei did not hesitate at all.
He identified the direction, and the Heavenly Demon spiritual energy within his body erupted explosively.
His entire person transformed into a streak of black light, clinging to the ground, and sped madly toward the direction of the Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss.
Two hours.
This was a rally race against the Grim Reaper.
Shen Fei pushed his speed to the absolute limit.
Encountering a few blind high-level demonic beasts along the way, he didn't even stop, directly using his Heavenly Demon spiritual energy to smash them into bloody mist.
An hour and a half later.
Shen Fei felt that the massive soul perception net above his head was getting closer and closer.
That oppressive feeling of having a prickle on his back made all the muscles in his body tense up.
"Almost there."
Shen Fei looked at the massive black fissure appearing on the horizon ahead.
That was the entrance to the Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss.
From within the fissure, thick, ink-like black demonic aura was constantly spewing outward.
For a hundred miles around, not a single blade of grass grew, and white bones were piled high.
When Shen Fei was less than ten miles away from the Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss.
"Boom!"
A terrifying divine sense, like a tangible giant wave, swept over from behind!
The soul-searching net of the Supreme Profound Holy Land's almighty had finally covered this area!
"Found you!"
An old, furious voice exploded within Shen Fei's sea of consciousness.
"Murderer of my disciple, pay with your life!"
Accompanied by the roar.
A giant palm condensed from pure spiritual energy, blotting out the sky and the sun, reached out from the clouds and viciously slammed down toward Shen Fei!
A strike from the Soul Formation stage!
Enough to level a mountain peak to the ground!
Shen Fei did not look back.
He gritted his teeth and poured all the Heavenly Demon spiritual energy in his body into his legs.
"Swoosh!"
In the nick of time as the giant palm fell.
Shen Fei's figure, like a black shooting star, plunged headlong into the rolling demonic aura of the Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss!
"Bang!!!"
The massive spiritual energy palm viciously slapped the edge of the Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss.
The earth trembled.
Countless white bones were shattered into powder.
But that palm abruptly stopped right above the fissure where the demonic aura churned, not daring to penetrate even half an inch deeper.
A moment later.
An elder of the Supreme Profound Holy Land wearing a gray robe appeared in mid-air.
He looked at the bottomless, demon-aura-filled abyss below, his face ashen.
"Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss..."
The elder gnashed his teeth.
Although he was at the Soul Formation stage, he did not dare to easily set foot in this land of despair that could corrode even souls.
"What a cunning demon!"
"This old man refuses to believe you can hide in this demonic abyss for the rest of your life!"
The elder waved his hand.
"Issue the Supreme Profound Holy Land's highest kill order!"
"Blockade all exits of the Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss! Anyone who provides clues about this demon will be rewarded with a hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones! And one magical treasure!"
"I want to see him alive, or see his corpse if he's dead!"
...
Inside the Myriad Bone Demonic Abyss.
As soon as Shen Fei stepped into the rift, the violent and ferocious ancient demonic energy surrounding him surged toward him madly, like sharks smelling blood!
Mixed within this demonic energy were the resentments and remnant souls of countless ancient demonic cultivators who had fallen here.
They attempted to corrode Shen Fei's physical body and tear apart his divine sense.
An ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivator would not last half an incense stick of time under the impact of this demonic energy before suffering from qi deviation and exploding to death.
But Shen Fei did not put up any defensive shields.
He stood in the dark abyssal passage.
Opened his arms.
And took a deep breath.
"Devour."
Shen Fei shouted in a low voice.
The Heaven Devouring Demonic Art operated at full power!
At this moment, the devouring attribute of the Heavenly Demonic Physique (SS-Rank) revealed its most terrifying aspect.
Not only did the surging, violent demonic energy fail to cause any harm to Shen Fei, it was continuously sucked into his dantian by the black vortex within his body, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea!
[Ding!]
[High-purity ancient natural demonic energy detected!]
[The host's Heavenly Demonic Physique shares the same origin as this demonic energy! Initiating active absorption and assimilation!]
[The strength of the Heavenly Demonic Physique is slowly increasing...]
[Estimated time in secluded cultivation here: one year. Physique can break through to: SS+ Rank!]
The system's notification sound rang in his mind.
Shen Fei felt the power within his body become more solid and violent due to devouring the demonic energy.
A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Supreme Profound Holy Land."
"Just take your time waiting outside."
Shen Fei ignored the external blockade and the warrants for his arrest.
He turned around and strode deeper into the Myriad Bones Demonic Abyss.
Here.
This would be his perfect hotbed for secluded cultivation, pushing his Heavenly Demonic Physique to its absolute limits.
Fleeing?
No.
This was merely a villain accumulating power, preparing for the next, even fiercer counterattack.
...
Three months later.
Deep within the Myriad Bones Demonic Abyss, inside a hidden cave completely enveloped by demonic energy.
Shen Fei sat cross-legged on the ground.
The demonic energy around him had become so dense that it materialized, forming a giant black cocoon.
Suddenly.
Buzz.
The voice transmission jade slip Shen Fei had placed aside flickered faintly.
This was the direct line of communication he had left for the sect master of the Blood Fiend Sect, Liu Tianxing.
Shen Fei opened his eyes.
A black demonic light flashed through the depths of his eyes.
He picked up the jade slip.
Liu Tianxing's trembling voice came through:
"M-Master."
"Something has happened at the Blood Fiend Sect."
"Inner sect disciple Meng Chuan has disappeared."
"The day before he disappeared, someone saw him at the Dust Market, making contact with an unknown foreign cultivator. And... he seems to be secretly investigating your identity..."
Shen Fei listened to Liu Tianxing's report.
His eyes were calm.
Meng Chuan.
That "suspected Child of Destiny" whose cultivation progress was abnormally fast and who had been placed on his observation list.
Had he finally revealed his true colors?
"Understood."
Shen Fei replied indifferently.
"Ignore him. Wait until I come out of seclusion."
He crushed the voice transmission jade slip.
Closed his eyes again.
And continued to devour the endless demonic energy surrounding him.
One year.
He would use this year to forge this body into the most terrifying killing machine in the upper realm.
And then.
He would change his identity.
And walk right back in, openly and grandly.
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!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
