Everything has its own hierarchy of disdain.
From the choice between fuel and electric vehicles to the types of gaming platforms, disdain and a sense of superiority exist equally in all things.
Among the many extraordinary systems, cultivators are undoubtedly the most arrogant. In the eyes of Li Wanshou, systems like magic are not even worth a single strand of hair compared to the Path of Immortality.
"Change it, it must be changed!"
The old man huffed and puffed, his beard bristling.
"What’s the point of becoming a god? My disciple must ascend to immortality. When that happens, having both master and disciple as immortals—wouldn’t that be splendid?"
"Hmph, you foolish disciple, it’s not too late to correct your path now!"
"Let me reshape your spiritual roots for you!"
"Master, actually, I..." Xu Xi was about to explain that he had been practicing both cultivation and magic, and that his once-damaged heavenly spiritual root had already been restored.
But Li Wanshou acted quickly.
The wind pressed against the bamboo, and the leaves rustled as the old man’s wrinkled hand moved through the light.
From the intangible void, he pulled out an object.
A radiant emerald glow shimmered unpredictably, resembling crystalline jade or a tenacious, growing root. It was clearly a rare treasure of the wood element.
Based on experience, Xu Xi immediately recognized it as an excellent material for crafting an external wood-type spiritual root.
No.
Xu Xi’s expression turned to one of surprise. What the old man had retrieved was not raw material but a nearly completed semi-finished product, only needing to be implanted into a person’s body.
This indicated that Li Wanshou had been preparing for this day for a long time.
Xu Xi was certain of this.
The old man himself hadn’t anticipated the possibility of meeting again, and his earlier astonishment and joy had been genuine.
So, what mindset had driven the old man to prepare such a spiritual root in advance?
"Master," Xu Xi spoke softly.
"What is it now, you rebellious disciple?" Li Wanshou frowned slightly.
"Nothing, I just suddenly wanted to apologize to you."
"Hmph, at least you have some conscience. It wasn’t in vain that I went through the trouble of... ahem, acquiring this branch of the World Tree for you."
The old man raised an eyebrow, looking quite pleased with himself.
However, just as he held the branch of the World Tree, ready to implant it into Xu Xi, he was shocked to discover that a wood-type heavenly spiritual root was already firmly rooted within Xu Xi’s body.
Xu Xi was not only a Sanctuary Magus but also a great cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm.
"This... this is..."
The old man was utterly baffled.
The fact that his beloved disciple had returned from the dead was already shocking enough.
He never expected that the heavenly spiritual root, which should have been completely destroyed, had also been restored.
"I suppose this is just a stroke of luck," Xu Xi smiled, not revealing the existence of the simulator and instead attributing everything to the grand power of world fusion.
"To think it would turn out this way. All that effort I put into finding this World Tree branch," Li Wanshou lamented, his expression filled with regret.
He glanced at the branch, his eyes filled with disdain, and casually tossed it to Xu Xi.
In his words, it was nothing more than a worthless piece of wood, utterly useless to an immortal like him, so he might as well give it to Xu Xi.
Xu Xi smiled and thanked him, accepting the gift without hesitation.
His master’s stubbornness was as consistent as ever.
Gently swirling the teacup, the spiritual bamboo water danced gracefully within, releasing a refreshing aroma. With a light sip, it offered a smooth, evenly balanced warmth.
Xu Xi and Li Wanshou sat facing each other, surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, savoring the gentle breeze and the faint, pervasive spiritual energy.
"Master, are you truly at the immortal realm now?"
"Of course."
Faced with Xu Xi’s curious question, Li Wanshou couldn’t help but stroke his beard and laugh, clearly pleased that his disciple had finally asked.
"My talent was never great, far inferior to your heavenly spiritual root."
"But my fortune has been extraordinary, hahaha."
"Somehow, as my lifespan neared its end, I stumbled upon an immortal pill. Not only did it allow me to break through to the Divine Transformation Stage, escaping the confines of mortality, but it also vastly improved my cultivation aptitude. Truly marvelous!"
The old man spoke at length, his expression seemingly calm, but the corners of his mouth betrayed his pride.
He recounted his cultivation history in great detail, from shocking the cultivation world to slaying peak-level experts, all the way up to his ascension to immortality. Only then did he pause to take a sip of spiritual water to quench his thirst.
"So, you’ve truly ascended to immortality?"
"Would I lie about such a thing?"
After hearing Li Wanshou’s reply, Xu Xi grew even more puzzled. "Then why aren’t you in the immortal realm? Why have you come to this world instead?"
The old man’s expression stiffened, as if he had been struck by a sore spot.
His lips twitched, and after a long pause, he finally managed to utter, "The immortal realm... is gone."
The old man began to recount his experience.
It was on a bright, sunny morning. Having reached the pinnacle of mortal cultivation, he stepped into the immortal ascension light under the reverent gazes of countless disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect. His mortal body transformed, and his soul was remade.
Everything had gone so smoothly.
Everything had felt so natural.
Li Wanshou soared through the void, comprehending the Dao, and ascended to immortality amidst a shower of heavenly flowers and golden lotuses. His form flew into the infinitely distant reaches of space, eventually being drawn into the immortal realm.
The immortal realm was as beautiful and mysterious as it was described in the ancient texts of various sects, if not more so.
Ancient and immortal.
The Dao itself seemed to reside there.
Vast heavens revolved around the immortal realm, and endless seas of worlds surged at its edges.
It was the center of all realms, the ultimate destination for countless seekers of the Dao. Immortal light shone brilliantly, and colossal stars pressed against the boundaries of existence.
True immortals meditated on the principles of the universe within the immortal realm.
Supreme Immortal Kings ruled over boundless domains.
True dragons soared through the nine heavens, and qilins roamed the nine lands, perfectly embodying what it meant to be in the realm of immortals.
At that time, Li Wanshou was so awestruck by the sight of the immortal realm that he was rendered speechless. When he finally regained his composure and eagerly prepared to explore the immortal realm, disaster struck without warning.
The immortal realm...
Was severed by a single sword strike.
Yes, literally, a flawless sword light cleaved the realm in two.
Some immortals cried out, "He has returned."
Li Wanshou didn’t understand. As a newly ascended immortal, his knowledge of the immortal realm was too limited. He didn’t even know what he was supposed to do.
He had originally planned to search for Xu Moli in the immortal realm, to take care of his disciple’s only relative.
But the upheaval in the immortal realm was too sudden.
Time and space collapsed, and the immortal realm exploded. Li Wanshou, who had just ascended, was as weak as an ant, pulled and torn by the collapsing spacetime, utterly unable to control his fate.
In the end, as Xu Xi had seen, he was forced to traverse to the real world.
"Tell me, how could such a grand immortal realm just... vanish?"
The old man sighed deeply.
With a frustrated expression, he drained his cup of spiritual water in one gulp.
"Although I am at the true immortal realm, that calamity was too vast. Now, no matter what I do, I can’t find a way back."
"Reluctantly, I’ve stayed in this world as a guest advisor."
"Doing this... uh, Supernatural Bureau Director thing."
Li Wanshou’s reasoning was simple.
Though Earth was not the cultivation world he was familiar with, the culture and customs of China bore many similarities to the cultivation world, so he chose to lend a hand.
At the same time, the fusion of supernatural forces and the emergence of the Boundary Ruins had caught his attention.
He speculated that there might be something unique about Earth that attracted the convergence of myriad realms. If he could unravel this mystery, perhaps he could find a way to return to his original cultivation world.
As for the immortal realm...
Having witnessed its destruction firsthand, the old man no longer held any hope for its survival.
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s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.
