【Blue Lotus Sword Sect】
【Axe Tiger Gang】
【Moon Bow Palace】
As Ye Wangchuan looked around, his eyes caught a corner where a stall stood with no one in line.
This made his heart leap with joy.
This was it! A sect no one was joining! It must be run by a hidden master, but no one had realized it yet!
Soon, a forsaken child of destiny would have no choice but to join this sect and immediately soar to greatness!
But alas… he had arrived early to snatch the opportunity!
He would fill the remaining spot in this sect himself!
Ye Wangchuan smiled and walked toward the stall.
As he approached, he saw a 138cm white-haired loli dressed in a long robe.
However, Ye Wangchuan didn’t think she was just a child.
Though the white-haired loli looked petite and delicate, she must have been over 18 years old.
After all, the prerequisite for joining a sect was to awaken one’s talent, which could only be done after turning 18.
The white-haired loli was sprawled on the table, fast asleep, her mouth slightly open with drool dripping down.
Ye Wangchuan: “?”
White-haired loli: “Zzz… Zzz…”
Ye Wangchuan, speechless, turned to look at the sign beside her.
【Sparrow Sect】
【Cultivation Technique Features: Umm… very powerful!】
【Recruitment Criteria: Only one disciple with 99-tier talent will be accepted as the sect’s final disciple.】
【Benefits: None!】
“?”
Ye Wangchuan stared at the sign, a huge question mark popping up in his mind.
Well, no wonder no one was coming.
But the more peculiar it was, the more convinced Ye Wangchuan became.
This was definitely the sect meant for the child of destiny!
And it only accepted one final disciple! He had just stolen the position meant for the chosen one!
Awesome!
He walked over and knocked on the table.
“Wake up.”
*Knock. Knock.*
“Wake up.”
*Knock! Knock!*
“Get up.”
*BANG!!!!*
With a heavy slam on the table, Ye Wangchuan finally managed to wake the white-haired loli.
“Huh… what?”
“What do you want?”
The white-haired loli slowly sat up, pulled out a handkerchief, and casually wiped the drool from her mouth.
She was a bit surprised that someone had actually come to sign up.
Originally, she had planned that if no one signed up, she would just pick someone at random after the recruitment event to be her final disciple and call it a day.
Ye Wangchuan: “I’m here to sign up.”
White-haired loli: “99-tier talent?”
Ye Wangchuan: “99-tier talent.”
White-haired loli: “Impressive. My name is Fang Que. What’s yours?”
Ye Wangchuan: “Ye Wangchuan.”
Fang Que: “From the Ye family?”
Ye Wangchuan: “Yes.”
After a brief exchange, the white-haired loli named Fang Que yawned.
Then she looked at Ye Wangchuan with a puzzled expression and asked,
“You have 99-tier talent and come from the powerful Ye family.
I’m curious, why would a talented scion like you insist on joining my sect?
For someone like you, being trained within your family would be much more beneficial, wouldn’t it?”
Fang Que’s questions made Ye Wangchuan feel a headache coming on.
Of course, she would ask something like this.
After thinking for a moment, Ye Wangchuan replied, “My father is too busy fishing, so I decided to join a sect instead.”
Fang Que: “Uh, can’t you just tell your father to stop fishing?”
Ye Wangchuan: “No, if I stop him from fishing, he’ll get angry and start killing people.”
Fang Que: “What about the elders in your family? Surely they’re not all busy. And the Ye family is wealthy—can’t you hire experts? Also…”
Ye Wangchuan: “Stop, stop, stop.”
Ye Wangchuan cut her off.
He realized that if he didn’t give a reasonable explanation, Fang Que would keep pestering him.
So, Ye Wangchuan bluntly said, “I have a preference for petite women.”
Fang Que nodded expressionlessly: “So you like me. I see. That makes sense.”
Li Luo, who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping: “???”
Having gotten her answer, Fang Que clapped her hands toward the sky.
In the next moment, a massive, ten-meter-long… sparrow flew over.
“Chirp chirp.”
The sparrow lowered its head, and Fang Que climbed onto it.
She nestled into the sparrow’s soft feathers and said to Ye Wangchuan, “Hop on. From today onward, you’re my final disciple. I’ll take you to my spirit mountain…”
“Uh, Master Fang Que, I don’t think we need to go to the spirit mountain.”
“Huh? Why not?”
Just as Fang Que was confused, she suddenly felt a shadow enveloping her.
She looked around and realized that not just her, but the entire recruitment venue was covered in shadow.
As Fang Que looked up in bewilderment, she saw…
In the sky, a middle-aged man was effortlessly holding a 100,000-meter-tall mountain as he flew by.
“……”
“Why is there an old man carrying my spirit mountain?”
Fang Que stared blankly at Ye Wangchuan.
“That’s my father.”
“Your father… is his name Ye Zhentian?”
“Yes.”
……
……
Above the Ye family’s estate.
Ye Zhentian floated in the air, holding the spirit mountain as he approached.
He looked around, chose a spot that wouldn’t block the sunlight, and prepared to place the mountain.
Of course, simply dropping the mountain wasn’t an option.
It would crush a large number of houses, after all.
So, Ye Zhentian extended his hand toward the ground.
Then, with a casual wave of his hand,
*BOOM!!!!*
In an instant, the houses near the Ye family’s estate were lifted, along with the ground beneath them, and moved tens of thousands of meters away, where they were gently placed on a flat area.
He had forcefully cleared a space with a diameter of a million meters by moving the houses aside.
“There we go.”
Seeing that the area was now clear, Ye Zhentian’s body became ethereal, and he casually tossed the massive mountain down!
The mountain, as large as a small planet, plummeted toward the ground with a deafening roar!
If it had landed directly, the shockwave would have been enough to flatten ten Chang'an Cities!
But Ye Zhentian wasn’t foolish enough to destroy his own home.
Just as the mountain’s impact was about to hit the ground,
Suddenly, a golden dragon’s silhouette, larger than the mountain, appeared above Chang'an City.
*ROAR!!!!*
A thunderous dragon’s roar echoed through the sky.
Instantly, the destructive force of the mountain’s impact was completely suppressed.
The mountain landed as gently as a giant balloon, settling softly on the cleared ground.
Once the mountain was stable, the golden dragon’s silhouette gradually faded away.
……
……
At the recruitment venue, everyone stood in stunned silence.
What had just happened?
“My… my god. Did he just casually move a mountain like that?”
“Wait, my house was just moved from the city center to the outskirts???”
“What was that golden dragon?”
“That was the dragon vein. It protects the land, ensures favorable weather, and provides fortune.”
The onlookers buzzed with discussion.
+ 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!
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!
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.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
