“They meditate for enlightenment. I audit for efficiency.”
Sun Yi, a top-tier scientist from Earth, transmigrates into the body of a lowly servant disciple in the Qingyun Sect. His start is a nightmare: he has trash-tier Spirit Roots, no background, and the sect itself is on the brink of bankruptcy, surrounded by hostile warlords.
In a world where strength is everything, Sun Yi realizes the Elders have it all wrong. A sect isn’t a family; it’s a corporation. And the Qingyun Sect is failing because of bad management.
Using modern business strategies and scientific knowledge, Sun Yi stages a “hostile takeover” to become the new Sect Leader (CEO). He doesn’t rely on luck or destiny; he relies on Capital.
His Reform Plan:
The “Pay-to-Win” Strategy: Why meditate for ten years when you can burn 500 million points of resources to level up in a week? Time is money.
R&D Revolution: Can’t use Divine Sense in the Forbidden Forest? Invent a “Spirit Plate” (Radar) to loot resources while others are flying blind.
Financial Leverage: Introduce “Sect Loans” and “Performance KPIs” to turn lazy disciples into hyper-productive employees.
Hostile Takeovers: Why risk your own life in war? Use the sect’s profits to outsource violence and hire high-level mercenaries to wipe out rival sects.
Watch Sun Yi turn a crumbling sect into a cultivation empire, proving that with enough funding, even a trash talent can defy the Heavens.
Welcome to Cultivation, Inc. We are now open for business.
What to expect:
Smart / Rational MC: The MC treats cultivation like a business project. No brainless arrogance.
Kingdom / Sect Building: Detailed management of resources, personnel, and expansion.
Weak-to-Strong (via Resources): The MC starts weak but becomes OP by “eating” resources like candy.
Tech meets Magic: Creating radars (Spirit Plates), assembly lines, and modern concepts in a Xianxia world.
No Harem: The MC is married to the grind (and the Sect’s GDP).
Face-Slapping: But done with logic, money, and policy changes rather than just fists.
“They meditate for enlightenment. I audit for efficiency.”
Sun Yi, a top-tier scientist from Earth, transmigrates into the body of a lowly servant disciple in the Qingyun Sect. His start is a nightmare: he has trash-tier Spirit Roots, no background, and the sect itself is on the brink of bankruptcy, surrounded by hostile warlords.
In a world where strength is everything, Sun Yi realizes the Elders have it all wrong. A sect isn’t a family; it’s a corporation. And the Qingyun Sect is failing because of bad management.
Using modern business strategies and scientific knowledge, Sun Yi stages a “hostile takeover” to become the new Sect Leader (CEO). He doesn’t rely on luck or destiny; he relies on Capital.
His Reform Plan:
The “Pay-to-Win” Strategy: Why meditate for ten years when you can burn 500 million points of resources to level up in a week? Time is money.
R&D Revolution: Can’t use Divine Sense in the Forbidden Forest? Invent a “Spirit Plate” (Radar) to loot resources while others are flying blind.
Financial Leverage: Introduce “Sect Loans” and “Performance KPIs” to turn lazy disciples into hyper-productive employees.
Hostile Takeovers: Why risk your own life in war? Use the sect’s profits to outsource violence and hire high-level mercenaries to wipe out rival sects.
Watch Sun Yi turn a crumbling sect into a cultivation empire, proving that with enough funding, even a trash talent can defy the Heavens.
Welcome to Cultivation, Inc. We are now open for business.
What to expect:
Smart / Rational MC: The MC treats cultivation like a business project. No brainless arrogance.
Kingdom / Sect Building: Detailed management of resources, personnel, and expansion.
Weak-to-Strong (via Resources): The MC starts weak but becomes OP by “eating” resources like candy.
Tech meets Magic: Creating radars (Spirit Plates), assembly lines, and modern concepts in a Xianxia world.
No Harem: The MC is married to the grind (and the Sect’s GDP).
Face-Slapping: But done with logic, money, and policy changes rather than just fists.
Sun Yi sat on a massive boulder atop the cliffs of Green Wood Peak, staring blankly at the churning sea of clouds. He looked like a man who had just reviewed his quarterly earnings and found them deeply in the red. Three days ago, his soul had executed a hostile takeover of this body. He […]
By dawn on the third day, Sun Yi had secured his position as a doorman for the Main Peak’s Great Hall. He stood rigid in a freshly laundered uniform, looking every bit the loyal, low-level employee. Getting this spot had required a significant capital injection. The post originally belonged to an Outer Sect disciple, but
Sun Yi locked eyes with Elder Jin Jue, the head of Law Enforcement. He offered a polite, perfunctory bow—the kind given before a firing. “Elder Jin,” Sun Yi began, his voice projecting clearly across the hall. “In my professional assessment, you are not only unfit for the CEO position, but you are also grossly negligent
Sun Yi took a deep breath, his eyes sharpening. He slipped effortlessly into the persona of a disappointment-fueled manager addressing a team of underperforming executives. “Twenty years,” Sun Yi said, his voice dripping with professional disdain. “For two decades, what has this Board actually accomplished?” He paced in front of them. “You have invested your
Sun Yi took a deep breath, his gaze locking onto Patriarch Qingxuan. “Chairman,” Sun Yi said, his voice steady. “To execute this turnaround, I need leverage. I require absolute executive authority—second only to you—and unrestricted access to the sect’s liquidity and assets.” Before the Patriarch could respond, the Board of Directors exploded. “Absolutely not!” Elder
Patriarch Qingxuan leaned back, clearly intrigued by the audacity of the proposal. “Go on. What is the next phase of your restructuring plan?” Sun Yi straightened his collar. Time to pitch the Open Source Initiative. “Knowledge Management,” Sun Yi declared. “I propose we democratize the Scripture Library. Effective immediately, the entire database—excluding Class A Classified
Sun Yi performed the requisite corporate bow, clasping his hands with the practiced humility of a newly promoted executive accepting a suicide mission. “Thank you, Chairman… I mean, Patriarch. I will deliver results.” Patriarch Qingxuan nodded, visibly satisfied with the display of submission. “Good. I expect you to deliver on your projections. However, while you
The atmosphere at Qingyun Sect was tense, thick with the anxiety of a company awaiting a restructuring announcement. The disciples huddled in cliques, waiting for the smoke to clear from the Central Hall. For the inner circles of the five Golden Core Elders, the stakes were personal. If their patron took the big seat, they
As the echoes of the Patriarch’s announcement faded, the corporate machinery kicked into gear. The Board of Directors, previously a chaotic mess of infighting, now moved with terrifying unity. Elder Jin Jue stepped forward first, radiating the cold aura of the Law Enforcement Hall. “The Board stands unanimous. Sun Yi has full executive authority. Any
Sun Yi let the silence stretch for a moment, watching the color drain from the faces of the five Law Enforcement managers. “However,” Sun Yi said, pivoting to a lighter tone, “since the new Corporate Policy has just been implemented, I am willing to offer a settlement.” The five managers looked up, hope flickering in
Sun Yi stood on the podium, watching the crowd. The reaction was good—fear mixed with gratitude—but he needed more. He needed absolute brand loyalty. He needed them to internalize the corporate culture so deeply they’d work overtime without asking. He raised a hand. The plaza fell silent instantly. “Next item on the agenda,” Sun Yi
Sensing the restless energy rippling through the crowd—the hunger of a workforce waiting for direction—Sun Yi decided it was time to close the deal. “Let’s talk numbers,” Sun Yi projected his voice, cutting through the murmurs. “The old administration relied on vague promises and lineage. The new Qingyun operates on transparency. If you work for
“Elder Qin Chu, mobilize the Internal Affairs disciples,” Sun Yi commanded, his voice cutting through the lingering cheers. “Gather the new managers and the old staff. I want a full team on the ‘Resource Tokenization’ project immediately. We need to digitize our currency system.” He tossed a jade slip to Han Yun. “Elder Han, you’re
“I’m watching your performance, Sun Yi. If the sect does not flourish by the year’s end, the consequences will be… severe.” Patriarch Qingxuan’s voice was flat, carrying the weight of an ancestral decree. Elder Qin Chu watched in silence. If the boy burned through the vault’s assets but actually delivered a turnaround, it was a
The Qingyun Sect’s Scripture Library sat on the waist of the main peak. Geographically, it wasn’t far from the Vault, but on foot, the commute was a solid hour. Sun Yi checked his internal clock and grimaced. Inefficient. In the corporate world, time was the only asset you couldn’t leverage. Walking was a bandwidth bottleneck.
Sun Yi stared at the jade slip, fighting the urge to smash his head against the table. Reading the Five Elements Art felt like trying to debug ten thousand lines of unannotated legacy code written in Assembly. His previous cultivation manual was a lightweight script—maybe a thousand characters. This monstrosity was a ten-fold increase in
Based on standard progression metrics, Sun Yi calculated a thirty-day lead time to break through to the next stage. For the average disciple, a month was a blink of an eye. For Sun Yi, it was an unacceptable bottleneck in his production schedule. He reached into his storage bag and withdrew several porcelain bottles of
“Stay here and consolidate your build. I’m going to inspect the facility.” Sun Yi stood up and walked out of the chamber. Luo An, still rebooting his worldview after witnessing the Sect Leader’s reckless consumption of resources, remained frozen in place. Sun Yi wasn’t worried about security; inside the Scripture Library, the only danger was
Inside the Scripture Library’s private suite, Sun Yi was deep in data analysis. He was scanning a jade slip detailing advanced metallurgy and material science—dry reading for most, but for him, it was like reading the schematics for a next-gen processor. Hundreds of these “technical manuals” lay scattered around him. While the average user grinded
The main entrance of the Refining Hall opened into a cavernous, dusty lobby. Despite the generous square footage, the space felt abandoned. Only three young disciples were present, lounging around with the unmistakable air of employees with zero tasks in their queue. When they spotted Elder Ye Luo and Sun Yi, they scrambled to attention,
Inside the Central Hall, the Board of Directors stared at the small, plastic-looking disk in Sun Yi’s hand. It hummed quietly, emitting no spiritual pressure. The Elders scanned it with their Divine Sense. Nothing. No Qi signature, no array formations, no spiritual fluctuations. It was dead weight. Even Patriarch Qingxuan, with centuries of experience, couldn’t
“Hahaha! The wager is settled, and the results are undeniable.” Patriarch Qingxuan’s laughter thundered through the hall, signaling the end of the debate. “I will uphold the terms. From this moment forward, the five of you will look to Sun Yi’s horse’s head for guidance. His word is policy.” The atmosphere in the hall shifted
Deep within the Scripture Library, Sun Yi was auditing legacy code. He held a crumbling notebook left by a long-dead Alchemist. It hadn’t been touched in a century, likely dismissed as esoteric nonsense by the traditionalists. But to Sun Yi, it was a treasure trove of optimized algorithms. The author was a genius researcher, documenting
“Heavens! Is this bounty real? I must switch my path to the Refining Hall immediately!” “The Sect Leader isn’t joking. These perks are unheard of. The Refining Hall is about to become the sect’s most prosperous peak!” “Look at the contribution rules! The assessment structure is just like the Battle Tower. If you prove your
The restructuring of the Refining Hall went beyond mere merit hikes; Sun Yi introduced “Resource Grants.” Under the new policy, refiners were no longer required to pay out-of-pocket for materials used in training. Instead, they were given an annual allowance. A Rank 1 Refiner received a 10-point budget, while a Rank 4 Grandmaster was granted
When Sun Yi left his cultivation chamber, he headed straight for the Refining Hall. The once-crowded plaza was now quiet. The disciples hadn’t lost interest; they had just migrated. Thanks to the “Open Dao Initiative,” copies of the refining manuals had been distributed to the newly constructed satellite pavilions. The candidates were meditating on the
The two hundred newly minted engineers followed Sun Yi to the R&D facility, their faces a mix of confusion and anticipation. They had been promised a major project, but the details remained shrouded in administrative secrecy. Sun Yi stood at the front of the room, scanning his workforce like a CTO addressing a new department.
Patriarch Qingxuan descended upon the Refining Hall’s forging grounds with the speed of a dropping guillotine, arriving in a matter of seconds. He landed amidst a chaotic scene of celebration. Sun Yi stood in the center of the crowd, hoisting a palm-sized device into the air like a championship trophy, his face flushed with the
“We are willing!” the disciples roared in unison, their eyes burning with the fervor of new hires at a pre-IPO startup. Sun Yi smiled, scanning the crowd. “You trust me that much? You’re willing to sign the contract before reading the scope of work? Aren’t you worried I’m sending you into a liquidation scenario?” “I
The plaza fell silent for a heartbeat, and then exploded. “Did I hear that right?” a disciple grabbed his neighbor’s shoulder, eyes wide. “A ninety percent discount? One-tenth of the sticker price?” “That’s what the CEO said. One-tenth.” “That’s impossible. We must be hearing things.” “But if it’s true… I’m at the Great Perfection of
Twenty years ago, the Qingyun Sect’s entry into the Chaos Demon Commandery was less of a grand opening and more of a failed tribulation. The local region was dominated by two aggressive powers: the Black Wind Stockade and Evil Spirit Valley. Both had attempted to destroy Qingyun immediately upon arrival. If not for Patriarch Qingxuan
When the mid-stage Foundation Establishment assassin struck, Sun Yi didn’t have time to analyze the situation. He felt the cold, visceral grasp of termination. The corporate veneer stripped away, leaving only the terrifying certainty of death. The assassin’s face twisted into a triumphant sneer. He already had a cyan escape talisman in hand, ready to
Inside the high-security cultivation lab, a one-foot silver blade hovered next to Sun Yi. It was the “Dragon Roar,” a Tier-1 artifact from the corporate archives that boasted specs nearly rivaling a Tier-2 weapon. Enveloped in a golden aura, it hummed with lethal potential. Sun Yi’s eyes flashed with intensity. He formed a seal with
After days of “crunch time” optimizing the Golden Sword Art, Sun Yi needed a stress test. Sparring with Luo An was like debugging in a sandbox environment; it didn’t reflect real-world usage. He needed live combat data. “I’ll accompany you,” Luo An offered, eager to see the results of Sun Yi’s expensive training regimen. Sun
Sun Yi was blissfully unaware that his “plagiarism” of a cultivation web novel quote had just triggered a spiritual revolution outside. He was currently standing in a white void, staring down a simulated wolf. The Battle Tower’s virtual environment was impressive. The silver Demon Wolf manifested with a flash of light, growling with realistic audio
The rhombus shield—a high-end, top-tier Grade-1 defensive artifact—hovered before Sun Yi, effortlessly deflecting the Demon Bear’s heavy paw. Defense successful. Counter-attack initiated. With a mental command, a black streak shot from his left sleeve. The “Shadow Needle,” another premium acquisition from the treasury, was designed specifically for stealth kills. Thwip. Before the bear’s AI could
Returning to the Scripture Library, Sun Yi found Er Gouzi waiting by the entrance of the cultivation chamber. A quick scan of the young man’s aura revealed a pleasant surprise: Qi Refining, Fifth Stage. Sun Yi’s expression brightened. Fifth Stage meant the boy had unlocked aerial flight. Finally, he had a mobile courier. “Fifth Stage
Elders Qin Chu, Li Tai, and Han Yun wasted no time. They flew straight to the Law Enforcement Hall, landing near the newly ascended Elder Jin Jue. “Congratulations, Senior Brother Jin Jue,” Qin Chu said, cupping his hands. “You are now one step closer to the Great Dao of the Nascent Soul.” “A monumental advancement,”
The Central Square was a sea of murmuring disciples. With over a thousand operatives deployed to the Myriad Demon Forest, only the core workforce of about three thousand remained at headquarters. The air buzzed with electric anticipation. The rumor mill was spinning at maximum velocity. “Unbelievable,” a disciple whispered, eyes wide. “Two Senior Executives breaking
Leaving the central plaza, Sun Yi engaged his travel technique, streaking across the sky toward the sect’s treasury. He had been plateaued at the Seventh Stage of Qi Refining for too long. It was time for a hardware upgrade. Despite burning through top-grade Spirit Stones like a startup burning venture capital, his progress felt sluggish.
Lin Yi led Sun Yi to the specific storage unit containing the Foundation Consolidating Pills. The total inventory was lean—barely four hundred units. Sun Yi didn’t hesitate. He swept half of the stock into his personal storage bag. Behind him, Lin Yi’s eyelid twitched violently, but he kept his mouth shut. “What else?” Sun Yi
On the deck of the flying boat, the atmosphere was electric. It wasn’t just the relief of survival; it was the intoxicating high of a record-breaking harvest. Every cultivator returning from the Myriad Demon Forest wore the expression of a man who had just struck a vein of spirit stones. “Senior Brother Zhao, what is
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The sound of sonic booms tore through the tranquility of the Qingyun Sect. Streaks of light launched from the mountain peaks, converging in the sky like guardians responding to a central command. Sun Yi stood atop the Scripture Library, gazing toward the horizon. He couldn’t see the flagship yet, but the atmospheric
The Appraisal Team didn’t just unload the cargo; they flooded the plaza. At a signal from Steward Long, dozens of storage rings flashed in unison. The air above the central plaza warped under the sheer mass of the displacement, and then, the loot rained down. It wasn’t a figure of speech. A literal mountain of
Sun Yi didn’t waste time basking in the applause. He turned to the Board of Directors, firing off instructions with the precision of a COO managing a logistical crisis. “Elder Qin,” he said, addressing the head of Internal Affairs. “Mobilize your department immediately. Inventory everything. Categorize assets by tier and liquidity. Once the auditing is
“Ancestor, Members of the Board,” Sun Yi began, his voice calm. “I am scheduling the acquisition and liquidation of the Black Wind Stockade and Evil Spirit Valley. The deadline is twelve months from today.” The silence in the Central Hall was deafening. The Elders stared at him as if he had just suggested they cultivate
Sun Yi ran the mental calculations one last time. The numbers balanced. He looked up, a confident, corporate smile firmly in place. “We have secured sufficient capital from the Myriad Demon Forest,” Sun Yi began, addressing the room. “Once the inventory is processed, I need the Patriarch to personally transport the assets off-site. You’ll be
Changqing executed the directive with ruthless efficiency. Within the hour, the “Qingyun Spirit Advance Program” was public knowledge, and the reaction was nothing short of a market frenzy. “Am I reading this right? The sect is offering a fifty-thousand-point advance to Qi Refining disciples?” A disciple stared at the bulletin board, eyes wide. “With that
Back in the executive suite—his private cultivation chamber—Sun Yi was running simulations. He was trying to debug the Split Spirit Technique and the dual-dantian architecture simultaneously. He had pulled every relevant white paper from the Scripture Library, cross-referencing ancient code with modern theory, but he kept hitting runtime errors. The theory was sound, but the
Sun Yi surveyed the high-end assets spread out before him, a satisfied smirk on his face. With the sect’s daily operations fully automated by his management team, he finally had the bandwidth for the real work: personal R&D. His immediate objective was clear: hit the Qi Refining production cap—Stage 10, the Great Perfection. Sun Yi
“Sustainable growth, Sect Leader. Sustainable growth.” Patriarch Qingxuan’s voice was stern, the lecture continuing as Sun Yi recovered from his electrical burnout. “You cannot simply overclock your cultivation until the system crashes. We need you alive for the next fiscal quarter.” “Understood, Chairman. I’ll adhere to safety protocols,” Sun Yi lied smoothly, checking his internal
Sun Yi watched the confusion ripple across the Chairman’s face and offered a calm, corporate smile. “The latency exists because my hardware isn’t fully compatible,” Sun Yi explained, adopting the tone of a CTO briefing a non-technical board member. “I can currently access the Wind driver, but the Thunder module is offline. The protocol is
Stepping onto the Battle Tower plaza, Sun Yi immediately noticed the uptick in user engagement. The daily active users (DAU) had skyrocketed. For the past two weeks, Sun Yi had been in ‘Do Not Disturb’ mode, focusing entirely on his personal hardware upgrades in the cultivation chamber. He had delegated all day-to-day operations to Er
Sun Yi stepped onto the 76th floor, initiating the simulation. The environment shifted instantly. He stood in the center of an ancient gladiatorial arena shrouded in dense white fog—a classic procedural generation trope. From the mist, guttural roars echoed. Then came the stampede. Fifteen rhinoceros-like beasts burst into view. They were upgraded models compared to
“Is my spiritual sense failing me?” The Foundation Establishment guardian on the left leaned closer to the surveillance formation, eyes wide. “Did the Sect Leader just execute the Wind Thunder Step?” “Confirmed,” the senior guardian, Zhang Shuang, nodded slowly, his face a mask of shock. “And his mastery is deeper than mine. That is not
“Standard protocol,” Sun Yi reminded the monitoring team as he prepared to leave. “My data stays encrypted. No leaks.” “Understood, Sect Leader,” Zhang Shuang and his team chorused, bowing low. “Strict confidentiality.” Sun Yi nodded and exited the Battle Tower. The moment he stepped into the plaza, the paparazzi effect kicked in. Disciples stopped their
“Incognito Mode engaged.” Sun Yi adjusted the Phantom Mask as he stepped onto the plaza. He looked like an NPC now—generic face, standard-issue robes, and a suppressed energy signature that screamed ‘middle management mediocrity.’ He bypassed the crowd of junior disciples grinding in the main square and headed straight for the restricted access zone: The
“Simulation complete,” Sun Yi muttered, stepping out of the Battle Tower. The data was conclusive. Over the last ten days, he had optimized his combat workflow against the Sky-Soaring Tiger. What once took an hour of desperate struggle had been streamlined into a six-minute execution. His technique was sharp, his movements efficient, and his combat
“Status report! Did the integration hold?” Elder Ye Luo flickered into existence beside Sun Yi, his hand clamping onto the Sect Leader’s shoulder. A pulse of True Qi shot into Sun Yi’s body, running a frantic diagnostic scan. Ye Luo withdrew his hand, his expression a mix of horror and awe. “It… it actually stabilized.
“If one dedicated port increases my efficiency this much, what happens when the full network is online?” Sun Yi sat in his office, plotting the system architecture. The Gold Gate was functional, but it was just one node in a proposed five-node cluster. Once the Fire, Water, Wood, and Earth Gates were installed, his throughput
The dense white fog dissolved, revealing a twenty-meter leviathan coiled on the damp earth. It was a Black Serpent. Its scales shimmered with icy light, and its vertical blue pupils locked onto Sun Yi with predatory coldness. A forked tongue flickered, tasting the air for prey. Target identified, Sun Yi noted internally, running a quick
As Sun Yi ascended to the next level, the simulation rendered a new environment. He stepped into a primeval forest, where towering ancient trees blocked out the sky. The scent of decaying leaves filled the air—the haptic feedback was incredibly realistic. Suddenly, a black blur launched a stealth attack from his blind spot. Proximity Alert.
The Silver Pupil Giant Ape sensed the imminent system crash descending from the heavens. It roared, rerouting all its demonic energy into its right arm. The limb swelled with power, veins bulging like steel cables, before it punched upward to intercept the golden orbital strike. BOOM! The impact was seismic. The Red Gold Sword was
Inside the cultivation chamber, Sun Yi sat cross-legged, running a full system audit of his current specs. The results were promising. After migrating his operating system to the Five Elements Art, his True Qi capacity had increased by 500%. The data compression rate—or purity—was also far superior to standard users, and that was before factoring
“But Sect Leader,” Elder Ye Luo interjected, his brow furrowed. “For centuries, countless sects have attempted to bypass the Foundation Establishment Pill bottleneck. None have succeeded. Do we truly have the R&D capacity to solve a problem that has stumped the entire cultivation world?” Sun Yi took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping across the
“Look! The CEO is here!” “It’s Sect Leader Sun! He actually showed up for an all-hands!” “When the boss appears, big news follows.” “Wow, his charisma stats are maxed out!” Thousands of eyes locked onto Sun Yi as he ascended the platform. The previously depressed workforce instantly revitalized, their faces glowing with excitement. Some of
“Alright, the press conference is over. Everyone, return to your workstations and standby for further patch notes,” Sun Yi announced, his voice amplified across the square. “For those of you at the Qi Refining level cap, do not attempt to brute-force a system upgrade on your own. Go to the Scripture Library, read some documentation,
“Test Subject Two, step forward,” Sun Yi announced after checking the data logs from the first trial. “Name?” “Disciple Luo Yifei reporting.” The young man looked nervous, his eyes darting between the data-gathering equipment and the sect leader. Sun Yi smiled, activating his ‘Leadership’ charisma buff. “Relax. Han Yue just cleared the level without the
“Your career isn’t over yet, Zhao Lun. Go take a seat on the bench. Focus on R&D for auxiliary skills until I secure the Heavenly Soul Liquid patch,” Sun Yi said, nodding encouragingly. “Understood.” Zhao Lun stood up shakily and moved to the edge of the room, his expression still grim but no longer hopeless.
The data was conclusive—and brutal. For a cultivator with a low-grade Spirit Root, the resistance encountered during a realm breakthrough was catastrophic. The feedback loop generated by the attempt didn’t just target the physical vessel; it assaulted the Divine Soul simultaneously. It was a total system crash waiting to happen. The Vitality Pill was a
“When did you download the Wind Thunder Step?” Elder Jin Jue stared at Sun Yi, his eyes wide. As a veteran user, he knew the system requirements for that technique. It was strictly gated for Foundation Establishment hardware. Sun Yi, running on Qi Refining OS, had somehow executed it. Not only that, his physical output
Following Elder Qin Chu’s briefing, Elder Jin Jue and the others finally grasped the significance of the Heavenly Soul Liquid. In the cultivation world, this substance was considered a priceless, non-renewable resource. Yet, Sect Leader Sun Yi was casually proposing to mass-produce it. To them, it sounded like sheer fantasy. “I am initiating a field
Black Wind Stockade. “Report,” Wen Sha demanded, turning to his left. “Have we locked onto Jin Jue’s signal?” The Golden Core executive shook his head. “Negative. We’ve deployed all available assets. Triangulation is in progress. Expect coordinates shortly.” Wen Sha nodded, satisfied. “Good. Once we have a lock, execute immediately. Third Elder, Fourth Elder, Fifth
The valley floor was rapidly becoming a kill zone. Sun Yi’s scan confirmed a surge in hostile density. The new wave of Yin Souls was grotesque—twisted amalgamations of beast and human forms, their eyes burning with red, bloodthirsty light. Some of these elite units emitted energy signatures rivaling a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivator. “Threat
True Qi is the operating system for 99% of cultivators. Without it, the hardware—the physical body—is barely functional. Take Elder Jin Jue. Without his True Qi reserves, his specs had plummeted to baseline human levels. He was essentially a high-end laptop with a dead battery; expensive, but useless. Sun Yi, however, had built his architecture
Sun Yi didn’t just drink the Heavenly Soul Liquid; his soul devoured it. Like a starving predator, his weak, misty soul pounced on the energy, absorbing it with ravenous efficiency. Before this, his soul was a fragile wisp, completely incapable of tanking the Heavenly Punishment Force required for Foundation Establishment. Now, it was evolving. System
Dark clouds, formed by the convergence of countless Yin Souls, shrouded the skies above the Soul Refining Valley. The air was filled with the screeching howls of the damned, many being dragged screaming into the central vortex due to their proximity to the singularity. Suddenly, a brilliant golden light tore through the blockade of dark
Sun Yi dove into the forest canopy, vanishing from sight. He immediately pulled out his Spirit Plate, the digital interface flickering to life. It displayed his own position as a blue marker, surrounded by seven hostile red dots closing in fast. Scanning hostiles. Seven Foundation Establishment units detected. Sun Yi kept his aura completely suppressed,
The Foundation Establishment cultivator froze. It was a fatal latency spike. Sun Yi’s velocity shifted abruptly, a sudden acceleration that defied the standard physics engine. By the time the enemy processor registered the threat, a golden dragon was already occupying his entire field of view. “Not good!” The cultivator’s expression twisted in horror. His reaction
“Market analysis failure,” Old Monster Skeleton growled, his face dark as a thunderhead. His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white, radiating a killing intent sharp enough to cut glass. “That kid wasn’t a Qi Refining insect. Our intel was fatally flawed.” “Based on the damage patterns,” Daoist Centipede said, examining the corpses with
Sun Yi ran the numbers in his head. Flight time to HQ with Elder Jin Jue: 48 hours. Solo flight time: 240 hours. Probability of interception: 99.9%. He had analyzed the enemy’s playstyle. The Black Wind Stockade wouldn’t just sit idle after such a humiliating loss. They would mobilize their entire corporate structure to blockade
Looking at the injured, despairing villagers before him, Sun Yi let out a silent sigh. It didn’t matter which world he was in; the bottom tier of the pyramid always bore the brunt of the systemic failures. Since he had encountered this error, he naturally wouldn’t leave it unpatched. He reached out towards a nearby
Sun Yi decided to initiate infiltration protocols. He needed to audit the situation in Water Source City before committing to a hostile takeover. If the Black Wind Stockade’s personnel were too high-spec, he would have to execute an emergency exit strategy. At the city center, a massive stone platform dominated the square. Ten cultivators stood
Boom! Sun Yi’s fist was a kinetic missile. It impacted the True Qi shield surrounding Mo, shattering the barrier like glass. The blow continued unabated, connecting with Mo’s sternum. A sickening crunch echoed. “Gah—!” The Late-Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was launched backward, slamming into the stone wall of a nearby building. He slid down, vomiting
The citizens of Water Source City had suffered minor Qi depletion from the blood extraction, but due to Sun Yi’s swift intervention, the formation hadn’t run long enough to cause permanent damage. From the intercepted communications of the deceased Black Wind disciples, Sun Yi confirmed that the enemy had mobilized a full-scale manhunt. Threat Level:
Sun Yi conducted a rapid audit of several local vendors, but the results were underwhelming. The inventory was comprised entirely of legacy hardware and low-grade consumables. To the average rogue cultivator, these resources were treasures. To Sun Yi, whose standards had been calibrated by high-end system architecture, they were barely worth the disk space. The
Xiao Yue stood with her head bowed as the senior female cultivator berated her. Her face was pale, and she didn’t dare utter a word of rebuttal—the very picture of a workplace rookie being bullied by a toxic senior. “Hmph. Idiot,” Sun Yi scoffed, his voice carrying across the lobby. “If the Seven Star Tower’s
“Tower Master Mo,” Sun Yi began, cutting straight to the point. “I need to audit your inventory. Specifically, I am looking to source Body Tempering spirit medicines, body-refining manuals, Mi Luo Beasts, and any assets related to soul enhancement.” Mo Wen paused, considering the request. “Body-refining manuals and soul-enhancing treasures are extremely rare; our branch
“Patriarch Sun, I apologize. That was a slip of the tongue,” Tower Master Mo Wen said, bowing slightly to conceal his embarrassment. He had just inadvertently referred to the infamous “Trash Sect Master” rumors to the man’s face. Sun Yi waved his hand, dismissing the apology like a minor bug report. “No matter. My Hardware
In the Sea of Consciousness, the remnant soul of the Dragon Scale Beast coalesced into a massive, shadowy projection. It roared with primal fury, charging straight at Sun Yi’s soul avatar like a virus seeking to corrupt the kernel. “Hmph. A mere bug in the code dares to act arrogant on my server?” A cold
The heavy wooden doors of the cultivation chamber detonated inward, showering the room in splinters and dust. Through the haze, four figures stepped over the debris. Three men, one woman. Sun Yi’s HUD—or rather, his memory—tagged the female instantly: Hua Ling, the disgruntled ex-employee from the Seven Star Tower. “Big Brother, that’s the target,” Hua
One punch to shatter a Second-Rank, Third-Grade shield. Another to liquidate a Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection cultivator. The damage output was statistically absurd. “Abort! Get out!” The two remaining late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators were witnessing a fatal system error. Their courage didn’t just break; it crashed. With their psychological hardware fried, their only command was
Sun Yi sat in his new temporary headquarters, dumping the contents of four storage bags onto the table. He ran a quick audit of the assets. The result could be summed up in one word: Depressing. The combined liquidity of four Foundation Establishment cultivators amounted to less than one hundred thousand Spirit Stones. “Abysmal ROI,”
“Since the logistics are prepped, let’s execute the launch sequence immediately.” Sun Yi was even more impatient than Mo Wen. His internal task queue was overflowing: cultivate the Split Spirit Technique, initialize four new Dantians, and push for a system-wide version update to the next cultivation realm. He had a backlog of critical upgrades waiting
Sun Yi hovered just outside the shimmering barrier of the Qingyun Sect’s defensive array. He retrieved the Headmaster’s Token, channeling a pulse of True Qi into the jade. A beam of coded light shot from the artifact, striking the invisible wall. The barrier rippled, executing the command. A massive portal dissolved into the energy field,
Mo Wen gazed down at the square, his expression shifting from critical appraisal to genuine bewilderment. The thousands of disciples below weren’t just standing there; they were vibrating with energy. Their “Jing, Qi, and Shen”—essence, energy, and spirit—were peaked. It was a level of morale Mo Wen had never witnessed in a lower-tier sect. More
Moments ago, Mo Wen and his associates believed thirty million Spirit Stones had drained the Qingyun Sect’s liquidity dry. They never imagined Sun Yi would casually double down, opening his mouth to drop a purchase order worth fifty million. Even for Golden Core cultivators hailing from a merchant alliance, this level of capital flow was
“What is your assessment of the Qingyun Sect?” Mo Wen asked, his expression grave as he looked at the two Golden Core deacons accompanying him. Wei Dong pondered for a moment before speaking, his voice heavy. “This sect is… anomalous. especially Headmaster Sun. He is an enigma I cannot decipher. His Dao, his mannerisms—they are
“Headmaster? The status… did it succeed?” Elder Ye Luo leaned forward, his eyes burning with an intensity that bordered on desperation. He looked like a man waiting for a lottery number to be called. Sun Yi opened his eyes and offered a calm, professional nod. Without a word, he retrieved two High Grade Spirit Stones.
A crystalline Soul Blade hovered high above the roiling waters of Sun Yi’s Sea of Consciousness. It radiated a terrifying frequency, an aura of absolute severance that made his very essence tremble. It hung there like a guillotine for the mind. Whoever coded this ‘Split Spirit Technique’ was a complete masochist, Sun Yi thought grimly.
Sun Yi spent a full day running diagnostics on his Sea of Consciousness. The system was stable. The new quad-core architecture was humming along efficiently. But efficiency wasn’t enough. He needed overwhelming power. He looked up at the five Elders guarding him. “I am initiating the third split sequence.” “What?” Elder Jin Jue’s eyes bulged,
After twenty-four hours of system diagnostics, Sun Yi had finally stabilized the Split Spirit Technique. The sensation was intoxicating—like upgrading from a single-core processor to an octa-core hyper-threaded beast. He didn’t just feel the world; he processed it in eight parallel streams. Naturally, the first stress test was data ingestion. He headed straight for the
Several Qi Refining disciples scrambled to their feet, faces flushed with indignation. One of the hotheads couldn’t hold back, pointing a trembling finger at the intruders. “The plaza is enormous! There are hundreds of cultivation nodes open. Why must you take ours?” “We were here first!” another shouted, emboldened by his peer. “First come, first
Sun Yi’s challenge detonated over the plaza like a sonic boom. The Foundation Establishment ‘geniuses’ trembled, their knees weak, while the disciples with Low Grade Spirit Roots watched in stunned silence, unsure of the Headmaster’s endgame. Sun Yi’s cultivation realm might not have been the highest, but his authority was absolute. He was the server
“Since the entire user base is online, let’s begin.” Sun Yi’s voice rolled over the silent plaza, amplified by his True Qi. “First, I’ve reviewed the performance metrics. The average cultivation level has risen. You are grinding hard, and your efficiency is trending upward. I am pleased.” “This confirms that the reforms—the new operating system
The Battle Tower Plaza was dead silent, the air still vibrating from the terrifying pressure of Sun Yi’s golden sword light. It defied all logic. How could a cultivator running on the legacy hardware of the Qi Refining stage execute such a high-fidelity attack? Sun Yi flicked his wrist. The Red Gold Sword snapped back
If Sun Yi had been a monolith in the hearts of the Qingyun Sect disciples before, the aftermath of this battle had elevated him to the status of a celestial peak. He was no longer just a leader; he was an insurmountable summit. Sun Yi looked at the five disciples standing before him. They were
As the eight fragments of his soul synchronized into a single entity, Sun Yi felt a massive spike in system resources. His spiritual bandwidth expanded exponentially, a stark contrast to his previous limitations. Initiating active scan. He projected his Divine Sense outward. Instantly, the world around him rendered in high-definition clarity. The scan expanded rapidly,
“Headmaster, state your terms. I agree to everything!” Zhang Yuan shouted, not even waiting for the fine print. “I also accept the Headmaster’s conditions!” Zhao Lun added instantly. “Whatever the Headmaster commands, this disciple will execute without error!” Li Yu and the others chimed in, their loyalty bordering on fanaticism. Sun Yi raised a hand,
Sun Yi suppressed a scoff. Active thermal regulation? Is that all it is? True Fire was, in essence, a method for cultivators below the Golden Core stage to convert their internal True Qi into a high-energy plasma state. Sun Yi had already downloaded the theoretical framework from the Scripture Library and parsed the necessary protocols.
Sun Yi watched the two blobs of molten liquid rotating within the plasma of his True Fire. A faint, calculated smile touched his lips. Phase One complete. Initiating fusion protocol. With a command from his Divine Soul, he forced the materials to merge. For a standard Early Foundation Establishment cultivator, stabilizing this volatile alloy would
The sphere resembled a mundane crystal ball, seemingly devoid of any spiritual fluctuations. Yet, as the cultivator aboard the flying ship injected his True Qi, the artifact hummed to life, emitting an energy signature characteristic of a Tier-3 Spirit Weapon. The man poured his energy into the device with frantic intensity. The sphere bloomed with
“No. Ten percent market penetration is unacceptable. I want the entire user base—every single disciple—migrated to the Five Elements Art.” Sun Yi’s voice cut through the air of the Central Hall. To him, this wasn’t just a cultivation manual; it was the new operating system for the Sect, and he couldn’t afford fragmentation. Elder Han
While the five disciples were busy downloading the data from the jade slips, Sun Yi settled into a lotus position nearby. He flicked his wrist, and a jade bottle materialized from his inventory. It contained thirty drops of Cold Jade Snake Essence Blood—a Tier-2 cryogenic refining agent. Sun Yi tapped the bottle, isolating a single
The medicinal energy of the Small Spirit Pills dissolved into Sun Yi’s bloodstream, refining into True Qi. But to Sun Yi, the transfer rate was excruciatingly slow. Throughput is suboptimal. The bandwidth is there; I need to saturate the connection. He tipped the bottle and dumped ten Small Spirit Pills directly into his mouth. Zhang
With the successful installation of the auxiliary Dantians in Zhang Yuan’s group, Sun Yi had gathered enough telemetry data to diagnose the failure in the Elders’ attempts. “So, according to the Headmaster, the hardware upgrade must be performed early in one’s development cycle,” Elder Ye Luo said, shaking his head with a bitter smile. “This
Inside the Fire Gate, the Purple Extreme Berserk Flame gorged on the pure, fire-attribute True Qi. Its hue deepened, shifting from a violent violet to a profound, abyssal purple, while the energy signatures it radiated spiked off the charts. Suddenly, the turbulence ceased. Sun Yi felt a distinct click in his mind—like a peripheral finally
The first item on the table was a jagged lump of gold-red ore the size of a human head. Faint, ghostly flames licked across its surface, and a wave of blistering heat radiated from its core. Mystic Fire Gold. A Tier-3 ultra-rare alloy. Even Tier-4 artifacts often utilized this material as a base. In the
With the High Grade Spirit Stones acting as rapid chargers, Sun Yi’s True Qi reserves hit 100% in record time. His soul energy was still buffering, lagging slightly behind, but the latency was within acceptable parameters. He opened his eyes. Twin beams of sharp light cut through the gloom of the cultivation chamber. Target locked:
“Congratulations on the successful integration, Sect Master!” Elder Qin Chu stepped forward, practically vibrating with excitement. “Please, Sect Master, run a diagnostic. We need to see the output specs of a Tier-3 Grade-8 Spirit Sword immediately.” “Indeed,” Elder Han Yun added, his eyes wide with anticipation. “We must witness the destructive potential of the Five
Chapter 121: The Challenge Begins “Greetings to the Headmaster! Greetings to the Elders! Greetings to the Deputy Headmaster!” The collective voices of the disciples boomed across the plaza, shaking the dust from the surrounding pavilions. Sun Yi dismissed the archaic formalities with a decisive, authoritative wave. “Efficiency is key,” he declared, his voice cutting through
Chapter 122: Foundation Establishment Cultivators Begin to Doubt Life Although Zhang Yuan and the other 4 beta testers were only at the Grand Perfection of the Qi Refining stage, Sun Yi had invested heavily in their hardware optimization. He ensured a limitless supply of wind and thunder attribute demon cores. As a result, they had
Chapter 123: Establishing the War Hall Elite Plan When did defeating a Foundation Establishment cultivator as a mere Qi Refining disciple become this trivial? Was the world’s logic glitching? For the Qi Refining disciples, the existential dread of the seniors translated into pure, unadulterated ecstasy. They all knew the baseline specs of Zhang Yuan and
Chapter 124: The Evil Spirit Valley’s Conspiracy Having automated the Sect’s logistics, Sun Yi dove back into debugging the Formation path. He ran his eight divine souls in parallel, redlining his processing power. Fueled by a limitless supply of high-grade Bodhi tea, the real-time feedback from Elder Ye Luo, and vast archives of senior data,
Chapter 125: Elder Jin Jue Opens the Gold Gate “But the Qingyun Sect has completely sealed their borders. How are we supposed to get in and investigate?” a Golden Core cultivator asked, his brows tightly furrowed. “Heh, we cannot enter, but others can. If we cannot investigate, we can hire someone to investigate for us,”
Chapter 126: Myriad Spirit Body Tempering Art After a period of quiet adjustment, Elder Jin Jue slowly opened his eyes. A trace of doubt flickered in his gaze. “How is it? Did you discover a flaw in the integration?” Elder Qin Chu stared nervously at him, the rest of the room holding their breath. Elder
Chapter 127: Fourth-Order Heart Questioning Array This time, the Seven Star Tower delegation brought far more than just the Myriad Spirit Body Tempering Art. They delivered the critical hardware the Qingyun Sect desperately needed—the Heart Questioning Array, a shipment of Mi Luo Beasts, and a massive stockpile of general Supplies. The invoice was staggering. The
Chapter 128: Seven Great Illusions Determine Loyalty The simulation wasted no time. Soon, Er Gouzi was thrust into the second illusion. This time, the scenario was a cooperative dungeon dive with a Junior Brother. At the climax of the run, the Junior Brother stumbled upon a rare treasure, while Er Gouzi’s loot table remained entirely
Chapter 129: Over Three Hundred War Hall Members Sun Yi ran a diagnostic on his physique. He knew the truth: his current physical stats weren’t earned through legitimate cultivation. They were pay-to-win, forcibly built up by dumping astronomical amounts of resources into his system. To progress further using the Myriad Spirit Body Tempering Art, he
Chapter 130: Elder Ye Luo Opens the Fire Gate Three days later, Sun Yi and the management team brought the over fifty disciples who met the hardware requirements into a specialized operating theater. The next step was the surgical installation. Sun Yi, alongside the five Elders, began hard-coding the new Dantians into the disciples’ bodies.
Chapter 131: The Black Wind Stockade Arrives, The Great Battle Approaches Inside the cultivation chamber, Elder Ye Luo had just finished saturating his newly opened Fire Gate with True Qi. He was eager to test his new capabilities. Right at that moment, Sun Yi’s identity token, along with the tokens of the Elders, emitted a
Chapter 132: The Great Battle Begins “This Formation-Breaking Talisman is truly formidable. The Qingyun Sect’s vaunted mountain-protecting array barely lasted a single stick of incense before shattering.” Daoist Centipede’s face split into a wide, ingratiating grin. “Still, the cost of that talisman was not small,” Old Monster Skeleton rasped, his sunken eyes flickering with a
Chapter 133: Underestimating the Strength of the Qingyun Sect Before the dust from Elder Ye Luo’s brutal strike could even settle, Daoist Centipede was hurled back like a broken kite. Old Monster Skeleton, who had just launched himself toward another target, slammed on the brakes in mid-air. Daoist Centipede stared at Elder Ye Luo. The
Chapter 134: One Punch Annihilates Daoist Ghost Wood At the exact same time, intense battles erupted across every other sector. However, the Black Wind Stockade cultivators quickly realized their initial projections were fatally flawed; the combat power of the Qingyun Sect disciples was off the charts. Furthermore, the Qingyun Sect did not fight like traditional
Chapter 135: Exterminating the Black Wind Stockade’s Genius “Disaster! Senior Brother You Luo has fallen!” A Black Wind Stockade Foundation Establishment cultivator, operating just outside the kill zone, witnessed the brutal execution. The blood drained from his face as he shrieked, his terrified voice echoing like a thunderclap across the battlefield. “What? Senior Brother You
Chapter 136: Black Wind Stockade Defeated Behind Sun Yi, the four late Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Qingyun Sect stared in absolute shock. The terror in their eyes was instantly replaced by dazzling awe, their gazes practically radiating worship as they stared at Sun Yi’s back. “So powerful…!” one of them breathed. Opposite them, Xue
Chapter 137: Evil Spirit Valley Seizes the Opportunity Sun Yi had optimized every defensive protocol before the clash, but the final casualty report was still a bitter pill to swallow. Over 100 Qingyun Sect disciples had been terminated by the Black Wind Stockade. He had mentally prepared himself for a high mortality rate. In this
Chapter 138: War Soul Mausoleum Sacrifice The next day, the deep, resonant chime of a bronze bell rolled across the Qingyun Sect. In response, streaks of brilliant escape light shot into the sky from every peak, converging toward the rear mountains. Behind the main peak lay a vast, rugged expanse of territory, forested with bizarre,
Chapter 139: Designing the Demon Refining Tower Sun Yi had successfully advanced his crafting subclasses to Rank 3. In the span of a few weeks, he had simultaneously mastered artifact refining, alchemy, formations, and talisman making. To achieve such profound depth in all four miscellaneous arts was nothing short of astonishing and earth-shattering. Having reached
Chapter 140: Testing the Demon Refining Tower Time passed quietly. Three months had slipped by since the Black Wind Stockade’s failed hostile takeover. During these three months, the Qingyun Sect had kept its mountain gates sealed shut, maintaining a low profile. The Chaos Demon Commandery, however, was a chaotic bloodbath. Seizing the window of opportunity,
Chapter 141: Successfully Creating Heavenly Soul Liquid “Drop down to the first floor!” Sun Yi commanded, leading the charge. The group hurried down the spiral stairs. As they reached the bottom floor, Elder Jin Jue gasped. Dominating the center of the room was a titanic black vortex. It was an exact replication of the environmental
Chapter 142: The Qingyun Sect’s Explosive Rise “A miracle! This is truly a miracle!” “We did it! We actually succeeded!” “Hahaha! The Heavens have blessed us! To think we could produce a supreme treasure like the Heavenly Soul Liquid!” “Headmaster, you are a god among men!” “Indeed! All glory to the Headmaster! If he hadn’t
Chapter 143: Successfully Building the V2.0 Demon Refining Tower The massive spiritual vortex slowly wound down. Although the Rank 3 Unicorn Spirit Rhinoceros soul had been successfully processed into liquid, Sun Yi stood before the Soul Refining Flag with a deep frown carved into his features. “What troubles you, Headmaster? Was there a flaw in
Chapter 144: The Return of Patriarch Qingxuan After successfully finalizing the production line for the Heavenly Soul Liquid, Sun Yi naturally allocated a portion for personal use. After absorbing his share, his eight divine souls had received a massive boost. If it weren’t for the fact that hundreds of disciples were bottlenecked and waiting for
Chapter 145: Returning Home to Find the Heavens Have Changed Hearing Sun Yi’s calm reassurance, Patriarch Qingxuan relaxed slightly. He shifted his gaze to the Nascent Soul cultivators hovering beside him. “Fellow Daoists, allow me to introduce Sun Yi. He is the Headmaster of my Qingyun Sect.” The Nascent Soul cultivators stared down at Sun
Chapter 146: Strategic Acquisition and Corporate Roadmap Sun Yi stepped forward, meeting the shell-shocked Patriarch’s eyes. “Patriarch, this data isn’t just to impress you. It’s to show you our leverage. The Sect currently holds a monopoly on a world-changing technology. This is our greatest asset, but it’s also a massive liability.” “Until our defensive capabilities
Chapter 147: Sun Yi’s Arrangements Inside the central great hall, Sun Yi was deep in the middle of an inventory check, his divine sense sweeping through the contents of the Storage Ring. Soon, a satisfied, predatory smile spread across his face. The loot was absolutely stacked. Inside lay an absurd amount of consumables. Spirit Pills
Chapter 148: Descending Upon Black Wind Stockade Black Wind Mountain was infamous, taking its name from the Black Wind Stockade that had occupied its peaks for over a millennium. Although it was an evil sect renowned for its brutality, the stronghold itself was constructed with extravagant luxury. Within the mountain gates, the Spiritual Qi was
Chapter 149: The End of the Black Wind Stockade The Black Wind Ancestor locked eyes with the three Nascent Soul cultivators hovering opposite him. His brow furrowed. “Fellow Daoists, your auras suggest you are not from the Chaos Demon Commandery. May I ask what brings your esteemed selves to my Black Wind Stockade today?” “Heh.
Chapter 150: The Next Target, Evil Spirit Valley Patriarch Qingxuan floated in the void, his robes fluttering in the residual spiritual turbulence. His gaze was razor-sharp, locked onto the Black Wind Ancestor. A Spirit Sword hummed as it returned to his side, hovering above his head and radiating terrifying waves of sword Qi. Today, the
Chapter 151: The End of Evil Spirit Valley Distance served as a temporary shield for Evil Spirit Valley; the news of Black Wind Stockade’s total annihilation had not yet traveled far enough to reach them. Ignorance was bliss. The valley was currently steeped in a festive atmosphere. Having scavenged several resource-rich territories from the Black
Chapter 152: The Strange Jade Silkworm The Evil Spirit Ancestor, clad in blood-red robes, swept his gaze over the surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators and said in a deep voice, “Do you all truly intend to wipe us out completely?” “Hmph, who doesn’t know the principle of eradicating evil to its roots?” Wen Zheng stared coldly
Chapter 153: The Resurrection of the Evil Spirit Ancestor The eerie blood-light enveloped the cultivator, forming a blood-colored cocoon. At the center of his forehead, a strange blood-colored rune appeared. As this blood-colored rune emerged, the cultivator gradually stopped struggling. He lay in the pit, the blood-colored cocoon glowing with a crimson light. Soon after,
Chapter 154: How About We Give It a Try? “Welcome, Patriarch and esteemed Seniors.” Sun Yi stood at the entrance of the central hall, bowing respectfully to Patriarch Qingxuan and his guests. Behind him, Elder Jin Jue and the other core members mirrored the gesture. Patriarch Qingxuan stepped forward, his expression brisk. He tossed a
Chapter 155: One Thunderbolt After Another Boom! The collision between the jade ruler and the flying wheel sent a shockwave tearing through the hall. Patriarch Qingxuan’s barrier shimmered but held firm, containing the blast that would have otherwise leveled the building. Inside the barrier, the result was instantaneous. Ouyang Zhong’s flying wheel was smashed aside
Chapter 156: There’s Another Thunderclap “Seniors,” Sun Yi said, his voice calm but pressing. “Joining the Qingyun Sect offers only benefits, no drawbacks. Hesitation is unnecessary. Please, make your decision.” Ouyang Can and Xia Mu sat in silence, their eyes flickering with calculation. They exchanged a long look. Then, simultaneously, they smiled. “Good,” Ouyang Can
Chapter 157: Geniuses Can Now Be Mass-Produced “Greetings, Headmaster. Greetings, Patriarchs. Greetings, Elders.” Zhang Yuan led the War Hall disciples forward, bowing with crisp, military precision. Although the faces of Ouyang Can and the others were unfamiliar, the disciples trusted Sun Yi implicitly. If the Headmaster brought them here, they were allies. Sun Yi smiled
Chapter 158: Sun Yi’s Detailed Arrangements “The task ahead is monumental,” Sun Yi said, his expression serious. “Our ambitions are vast, but our hands are few. I must ask both Patriarchs to relocate your clans to the Chaos Demon Commandery with all haste.” “Agreed,” Ouyang Can nodded eagerly. “We will not delay.” Xia Mu mirrored
Chapter 159: The Qingyun Dao Palace Sun Yi turned to Er Gouzi, his expression serious. “Changqing, establish a dedicated exchange point outside the sect gates. Your sole responsibility is to handle the rogue cultivators. If they don’t want supplies, exchange their Points for Spirit Stones immediately. No delays.” “Understood, Headmaster!” Er Gouzi nodded vigorously. “Time
Chapter 160: Governing Yellow Earth City A massive plaque was hoisted above the main gate of the newly formed complex, bearing four bold, golden characters: [QINGYUN DAO PALACE]. Below it, a wide staircase of white jade extended down to the plaza, inviting the mortal populace to ascend. Elder Han Yun waved his sleeve again. Three
Chapter 161: Qingyun Sect Heals and Saves Lives Wang Liu stood straighter as Sun Yi’s gaze fell upon him. The Headmaster’s trust felt like a physical weight, grounding and empowering him. “Every city has a shadow,” Sun Yi said, his voice quiet but intense. “Under the Qingyun banner, darkness is not permitted.” “Your mission is
Chapter 162: A Supreme Heaven Spirit Root Appears “By the heavens!” Elder Han Yun gasped. Before Sun Yi could blink, the Elder vanished, reappearing instantly in the crowd. Sun Yi followed, rushing toward the commotion near the cultivation steles. Two hundred meters from the stele, a vortex of spiritual energy had formed. In the center
Chapter 163: Taking a Supreme Heaven Spirit Root Disciple Isn’t Too Much, Right? “Excellent,” Sun Yi said, pulling Zeng Niu to his feet. “From this day forth, you are my chief disciple.” He grinned. I, a Low-Grade Spirit Root cultivator, taking a Supreme Heaven Spirit Root disciple? Life is good. Elder Han Yun watched with
Chapter 164: Submit and Prosper, Resist and Perish! “Ahhh!” A shrill scream tore through the air. Luo Yibo writhed on the ground, engulfed in flames that burned slowly, deliberately. The sight was horrific—his skin blackened and peeled, yet the fire did not kill him instantly. Sun Yi controlled the temperature with surgical precision, ensuring maximum
Chapter 165: Properly Cultivating Disciples (Third Update) Sun Yi turned back to the disciples hovering in the air. “Did you all see that clearly?” “We saw it clearly, Headmaster!” the disciples replied. “Good. For the next few days, you will continue to stay here and learn. If you have any questions, you can ask me
Chapter 166: Cultivators Are the Real Infrastructure Professionals The Qingyun Plaza was packed. A mountain of demon beast carcasses rose in the center, a gruesome monument to the sect’s power. Yet, the citizens of Yellow Earth City didn’t look away in horror. They stared with wide, joyful eyes. For generations, these monsters had been the
Chapter 167: Just Kill Them All Sun Yi smiled slightly and waved his hand. “Let’s go. The time is about right. Everyone should have basically learned it by now. There shouldn’t be any major problems in establishing the Qingyun Dao Palace.” Soon, Sun Yi brought Elder Han Yun back to the Qingyun Dao Palace. In
Chapter 168: The War Hall’s Edge (Part 1) The rogue cultivator watched his companion disintegrate into mist and blood. Terror, cold and absolute, seized his heart. He’s Early Foundation Establishment. I’m Early Foundation Establishment. How is the gap this big? “Run!” He spun around, activating his movement technique. But before he could take a step,
Chapter 169: The War Hall’s Edge (Part 2) Zhao Lun stared at the arrogant faces of the Zhou Family cultivators. His eyes were cold enough to freeze water. “So you admit it,” he said softly. “You released demon beasts into a mortal city. You watched them eat children. And now you demand compensation?” The Zhou
Chapter 170: Go Kill Someone “Old dog! If you want to kill me, you have to catch me first!” Zhao Lun was a streak of cyan light, tearing across the landscape. The Third-Rank Swift Wind Talisman pasted to his chest burned with power, accelerating him beyond the limits of Foundation Establishment. Combined with his Wind
Chapter 171: Frontally Annihilating an Early Golden Core Cultivator Zhou Feng halted in front of Sun Yi, sizing him up for a moment. Seeing that Sun Yi was only an Early Foundation Establishment cultivator, he frowned. “Kid, you’re just an Early Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you dare come courting death?” Sun Yi looked calmly at
Chapter 172: Endless Killing Intent Back in Yellow Earth City, Sun Yi wasted no time. He sent message talismans to Elder Han Yun and then notified Elder Jin Jue. While waiting, he inspected Zhou Feng’s storage ring. The wealth of a Golden Core cultivator was substantial, but Sun Yi ignored the spirit stones. His eyes
Chapter 173: Shattering the Formation with a Snap (First Update) As Sun Yi’s command echoed, the Qingyun Sect disciples swarmed from the flying boat like hornets. They had seen the blood pool, the chains, the mutilated mortals. Their rage was a palpable force. “Kill!” Zhao Lun led the charge. He didn’t even draw his sword;
Chapter 174: Sun Yi in a Berserk State (Second Update) Zhou Wen’s pupils dilated as the rainbow greatsword descended. The pressure was suffocating. “Shield!” He poured his True Qi into a defensive barrier and threw out a mirror Spirit Weapon. The mirror expanded instantly, forming a shimmering wall of light. CRACK! The greatsword hit. The
Chapter 175: Exterminating the Zhou Family (Third Update) The injured Black Serpent couldn’t withstand Sun Yi’s power, crashing to the ground like a meteor and reducing another building to rubble, with billowing dust spreading in all directions. “Bastard, you dare hurt my Black Serpent!” Zhou Hua roared at Sun Yi. “You can’t even protect yourself,
Chapter 176: I Have Ultimately Become the Person I Once Hated Zhao Lun presented a jade slip to Sun Yi with a respectful bow. “Headmaster, the inventory is complete.” Sun Yi scanned the list with his Divine Sense. His eyebrows shot up. “Over 150 million Spirit Stones worth of assets,” Sun Yi whistled. “The Zhou
Chapter 177: The Xuanyin Sect Must Be Annihilated “By the way, how is everyone’s situation now? Were there any problems encountered during the operation?” Elder Jin Jue spoke with a troubled expression: “Everyone is scattered now. Only the squad leaders have communication talismans, so communication between them isn’t very convenient. The specific situation isn’t clear
Chapter 178: You Can Go Die Now (Sixth Update) Sun Yi stood on the deck, his gaze piercing through the clouds. He had no time for subtlety. To unify the Chaos Demon Commandery, he needed to strike fear into the hearts of the wicked and offer hope to the neutral. The flying boat arrived over
Chapter 179: Descending Upon the Xuanyin Sect (Seventh Update) Inside the Xuanyin Sect’s main hall, the atmosphere was tense. The Sect Master sat on his throne, his face etched with worry, while his Golden Core elders tried to downplay the threat. “The Qingyun Sect?” one elder scoffed. “They wouldn’t dare attack us. We have more
Chapter 180: Qingyun Sect Wants to Become a Guardian Deity (Eighth Update) Seeing Patriarch Qingxuan erase a Grand Perfection Golden Core cultivator with a casual gesture, Sun Yi swallowed hard. I underestimated Nascent Soul cultivators. He had assumed that a Five Gates Golden Core cultivator could bridge the gap. Now, seeing the reality, that optimism
Chapter 181: A New Era for the Chaos Demon Commandery Patriarch Qingxuan had departed, yet the rogue cultivators remained fixed in the sky. They hovered in silence, waiting for Sun Yi’s verdict. Even without the terrifying pressure of a Nascent Soul ancestor, the remaining Qingyun Sect forces were more than capable of obliterating this ragtag
Chapter 182: The Situation in Chaos Demon Commandery is Settled (Tenth Update, Seeking Support) The Evil Spirit Ancestor had only recently possessed this new vessel. It had taken time to adapt to the unfamiliar flesh, during which he dispatched two Golden Core cultivators to scout the current state of the Chaos Demon Commandery. Just now,
Chapter 183: The First Wave of Rogue Cultivators Five streaks of light cut through the sky, carrying five Qi Refining cultivators toward the territory of the Qingyun Sect. Among them, two had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, while the other three were at the seventh. “The Qingyun Sect is just ahead,” the leader,
Chapter 184: One Month’s Time Driven by skepticism and curiosity, a trickle of cultivators arrived at the foot of the Qingyun Sect’s mountain gate. They carried the carcasses of demon beasts, testing the rumors of the sect’s absurdly generous acquisition policies. When they walked away with pouches full of resources—exchanged at rates that defied all
Chapter 185: Concept of the Cultivation Space “Excellent. Elder Han Yun can handle the recruitment and training of the new intake,” Sun Yi said, his tone decisive. “Your priority is logistics—ensure the supply chain for resources remains uninterrupted.” He fixed his gaze on the subordinate before him. “However, your primary focus must remain on the
Chapter 186: Dreams Must Be Nurtured; What If They Come True? “Furthermore, once the Cultivation Space is successfully engineered, it won’t just serve our internal needs. We can install it within the massive trade city we plan to establish in Evil Spirit Valley, renting it out to freelance cultivators. It will not only generate a
Chapter 187: Raining Points at the Drop of a Hat For the next several days, Sun Yi practically lived inside the Scripture Library. He assembled a dedicated research team of cultivators to scour the shelves, pulling every text that contained even a passing reference to “Spirit Locking.” The Qingyun Sect’s library was no longer the
Chapter 188: The Fifty-Three Candidates: A Golden Core Fast-Track Protocol The fifty-three late-Foundation Establishment cultivators stood in formation on the training ground, confusion etched on their faces. They had been summoned without explanation, and the air was thick with nervous anticipation. Sun Yi stood before them, Er Gouzi at his side. The other high-ranking officials—Elder
Chapter 189: Another Purple Extreme Berserk Flame Acquired The Seven Star Tower was, after all, a strategic partner of the Qingyun Sect. Their visits were rare and lucrative, demanding a reception that balanced courtesy with a display of strength. Sun Yi, accompanied by Er Gouzi and a retinue of disciples, ascended to the skies outside
Chapter 190: Something Isn’t Right “Let’s make this simple,” Sun Yi said, feigning a magnanimous air. “Regardless of how many spiritual flames Tower Master Mo brings next time, we guarantee to buy them all. However, this is a standing offer for now; I can’t promise the same terms forever.” Hearing this, Mo Wen’s heart leaped
Chapter 191: Inspecting the Spirit Beast Hall The Spirit Beast Hall had been operational for some time now. Although Er Gouzi had kept him updated with regular reports, Sun Yi decided it was time to see the results with his own eyes. “Headmaster, please, follow me. Let’s start with the Spirit Beast Hall’s Scripture Library.”
Chapter 192: Continuing the Inspection of the Spirit Herb Hall Leaving the Spirit Beast Hall, Sun Yi proceeded directly to the Spirit Herb Hall. Like its counterpart, this department was a recent addition to the sect’s organizational structure. However, unlike the internal divisions, the Spirit Herb Hall was primarily staffed by rogue cultivators recruited from
Chapter 193: The Technique of Air Layering “Headmaster, this is Lin Hai. He has full command of the Spirit Herb Hall’s operations. If you’ll excuse me, I need to attend to the mining logistics you just assigned.” Er Gouzi spoke quickly, eager to execute Sun Yi’s latest directive. “Go ahead,” Sun Yi dismissed him with
Chapter 194: The High-End Thinking of Earthlings Sun Yi surveyed the bustling plaza, nodding with satisfaction as he watched the chaotic swarm of rogue cultivators being organized into neat lines under Er Gouzi’s direction. Beside him, however, Lin Hai frowned deeply. The new Hall Master of the Spirit Herb Hall looked at Sun Yi with
Chapter 195: The Refining Genius, Gu Qingcheng The vast floor of the Refining Hall was buzzing with activity. Over 200 refiners were huddled in a tight circle, engaged in a heated debate. At the center of the scrum were Elder Yan and Elder Tong—both Tier-3 Refiners—who appeared completely engrossed in analyzing a strange object. The
Chapter 196: The Method of Crafting Ancient Spirit Armor After reviewing the fragmented descriptions in the ancient texts, Sun Yi grasped the fundamental concept of the “Spirit Armor.” Essentially, it was a comprehensive defensive system—a suit of powered armor for cultivators. Structurally, it resembled the plate mail worn by mortal soldiers. However, unlike heavy, clumsy
Chapter 197: First Generation Spirit Armor—Success! Sun Yi smiled and nodded, releasing a surge of True Qi that wrapped around the floating armor. For someone of his cultivation, refining a mere Tier-1 Grade-9 Spirit Weapon was trivial. However, during the binding process, he noted a distinct friction. The assimilation speed was significantly slower than that
Chapter 198: Patriarch Qingxuan’s Curiosity “Hurry! We need to stabilize the formation! Figure out how to integrate the Spirit Stone array into the chassis, now!” Elder Yan shouted, his eyes burning with the manic fervor of a man on the brink of a breakthrough. He couldn’t wait another second to perfect the Spirit Armor. Sun
Chapter 199: The Tier-3 Grade-9 Spirit Armor is Born “What? Are you certain?” Patriarch Qingxuan’s eyes widened, his usual composure cracking. “You claim this armor will cause another explosive surge in our disciples’ combat power? You are not joking with this old man?” The cultivators of the Qingyun Sect, having opened the Five Gates and
Chapter 200: The Might of the Spirit Armor A flash of light erupted in the Refining Hall as the Spirit Armor dissolved into a stream of silver energy, burrowing into Sun Yi’s chest. The surrounding refiners and Patriarch Qingxuan let out a collective breath of relief. The binding process was finally complete. Sun Yi wiped
Chapter 201: Qingyun Battle Armor To effortlessly absorb a full-force strike from an early-stage Golden Core cultivator… the defensive threshold of this spirit armor was genuinely terrifying, especially considering Sun Yi was currently operating at a mere early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation. “Has it reached its operational limit?” Patriarch Qingxuan asked, his eyes locked on Sun
Chapter 202: Inquiring About the Sect’s Recent Situation “Mm,” Sun Yi nodded, his tone carrying the weight of a seasoned visionary. “Their base Cultivation might be low right now, but they are the lifeblood of the Qingyun Sect’s future. We must invest heavily in their development.” He shifted the topic to critical logistics. “Are there
Chapter 203: Gu Qingcheng’s Special Class Contribution Award “Excellent. We need to continuously scale up our recruitment drives,” Sun Yi said, his tone carrying the pragmatic authority of a Sect Headmaster. “However, even as we expand our quotas, strict quality control is non-negotiable. The assessments cannot be compromised.” Sun Yi clearly understood that building a
Chapter 204: Plans for the Communication Device Hearing the deafening cheers echoing from the Refining Hall, the disciples in the neighboring Miscellaneous Arts Halls exchanged envious glances. It was a given—the Headmaster was raining down bonuses again. Fueled by jealousy and ambition, they doubled down on their own work, desperate to elevate their craft and
Chapter 205: The Communication Project Officially Approved Sun Yi’s gaze swept deliberately across the skeptical faces of his engineering team. He offered a confident, challenging smile. “What? Have you all lost faith in your Headmaster?” “This…” The crowd of refiners immediately shifted awkwardly, exchanging embarrassed glances, suddenly unsure of how to voice their doubts. “Think
Chapter 206: Inspecting the Alchemy Hall Hearing Sun Yi’s pragmatic assessment of the labor shortage, Xu Fang could only let out a heavy sigh. The senior alchemists flanking him mirrored his frustration. They were intimately aware of the Qingyun Sect’s demographic reality. The entire Sect currently boasted a total population of just over 4,000 personnel.
Chapter 207: The Talisman Hall Also Comes to Ask for People Sun Yi smiled. “You just said that currently, more and more cultivators are using Demon Beasts to exchange for our Qingyun Sect’s supplies. Can’t you see the future trend from this?” Xu Fang thought for a long time but couldn’t figure it out, so
Chapter 208: Sun Yi Gives Advice to the Formation Hall The Formation Hall was located only a short distance from the Alchemy Hall. This wasn’t Sun Yi’s first visit either. Given his current mastery over formations and spatial geometry, Sun Yi’s personal attainments in the path of Formations were likely unmatched by anyone in the
Chapter 209: Sixty-Six Purple Extreme Berserk Flames Sun Yi shook his head. “You cannot judge Formations as ‘righteous’ or ‘evil.’ A Formation is righteous if used for righteous purposes. As long as you do not use Formations to commit evil, their origin does not matter.” “Do not forget that I integrated some of the Black
Chapter 210: Seven Star Tower Raises Prices Tenfold “Fellow Daoist Xing Yuanzi, did I mishear you? A sudden tenfold increase across your entire catalog?” Patriarch Qingxuan’s brow furrowed, his voice dropping into a dangerous register. Xing Yuanzi maintained his grandfatherly smile, utterly unfazed by the Nascent Soul pressure. “Our hands are tied, Fellow Daoist. The
Chapter 211: Purple Extreme Berserk Flame Grand Giveaway “I’ll go first!” Gu Qingcheng declared, practically vibrating with excitement. He didn’t hesitate. Channeling the True Qi directly from his internal Fire Gate, he ignited a dense sphere of True Fire and engulfed the jade. The crystalline seal melted away instantly. The moment the Purple Extreme Berserk
Chapter 213: The Next Enemy, Seven Star Tower “The Seven Star Tower actually dared to scheme against us. This matter absolutely cannot be let go!” Gu Qingcheng’s face was full of anger. The entire Qingyun Sect had been schemed against by the Seven Star Tower. As a member of the Qingyun Sect, he was naturally
Chapter 213: The Next Enemy: Seven Star Tower “The Seven Star Tower actually dares to scheme against us? We absolutely cannot let this slide!” Gu Qingcheng’s face was flushed with rage. The entire Qingyun Sect had been played by the commercial giant, and as a proud member of the sect, he took the insult personally.
Chapter 214: Another Major Project Sun Yi’s gaze swept methodically across the assembled cultivators. His expression was dead serious. “The immediate crisis regarding the Demon Refining Tower has been managed, but a far greater existential threat looms over the Sect. The Seven Star Tower dared to orchestrate this extortion for two reasons: first, they currently
Chapter 215: Commencing Research on the Body Tempering Blood Pool Patriarch Qingxuan watched the crowd depart in high spirits and couldn’t help but sigh. “It’s a pity my Master cannot see the Qingyun Sect today. Otherwise, he would surely be overjoyed.” Sun Yi turned to the somewhat melancholic Patriarch Qingxuan and asked, “What kind of
Chapter 216: Sect Relocation Preparations Sun Yi did not procrastinate. He immediately issued a sect-wide order: the migration to the new Black Wind Mountain headquarters was to begin at once. In an instant, the entire Qingyun Sect shifted into high gear. The airspace above the sect compound was filled with a hovering fleet of transport
Chapter 217: War Soul Mausoleum Migration Hearing that Patriarch Qingxuan had personally participated in the refining, everyone became even more interested. “Patriarch, what functions does this Qingyun Battle Armor have? Is it really that powerful?” Li Tai couldn’t help but ask. Patriarch Qingxuan glanced at him and smiled with slight pride. “Let me put it
Chapter 218: The Ouyang and Xia Family Cultivators Black Wind Mountain was one of only two fourth-grade spiritual veins in the entire Chaos Demon Commandery. Originally, the Black Wind Stockade had spent a millennium extracting its resources, fully developing the terrain. But now, after being systematically overhauled by the Qingyun Sect’s engineering corps, the mountain’s
Chapter 219: Specializing in Curing All Kinds of Disobedience (Second Update) Having learned some information about the Qingyun Sect, the cultivators of the Ouyang and Xia families were united in their reluctance to join. After all, they were cultivation families from the Heavenly Saint Commandery; who would willingly join a sect with no future like
Chapter 220: First, Challenge a Golden Core Initial Stage Cultivator (Third Update) Arrogant. Unbelievably arrogant! A mere early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator actually thought his position as Headmaster gave him the right to look down on his betters? In the Cultivation world, raw power was the only absolute law. Did this cultivator think being the Headmaster
Chapter 221: Is This the Damn Early Foundation Establishment Stage? At that moment, the True Qi within all six of Sun Yi’s dantians roared to life like a turbine engine. The sheer pressure of his aura swept across the plaza, palpable to every cultivator present. The gallery of spectators froze. Was this truly the aura
Chapter 222: The Qingyun Battle Armor’s First Public Appearance The plaza had turned into a cauldron of noise. The reality unfolding before the crowd shattered common sense. If they hadn’t witnessed it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that a cultivator at the early Foundation Establishment stage—from the backwater Chaos Demon Commandery,
Chapter 223: Overwhelming Suppression of Mid Golden Core The moment the Qingyun Battle Armor engaged its complete form, it didn’t just capture attention—it seized souls. Regardless of its combat specs, the sheer aesthetic dominance of the mechanized suit made every cultivator present desperate to own one. To Sun Yi, the look in their eyes was
Chapter 224: Beat Them Until They Submit Sun Yi’s gaze swept across the plaza. Suddenly, he channeled his True Qi and issued a thunderous command. “War Hall disciples, front and center!” The moment his voice fell, the sky erupted with streaks of radiant light. Dozens of escape lights shot forth from the hovering flying boats,
Chapter 225: Zhao Lun VS Xia Feiyun (Eighth Update, Seeking Support!) Xia Feiyun’s flying sword shot forth, dissolving into multiple streaks of lethal light under his control. They surged to meet Zhao Lun’s incoming attack. He refused to believe it. He refused to accept that a strike from a late Foundation Establishment cultivator like himself
Chapter 226: Zhao Lun’s Frenzied Attack The spectacle in the sky left the crowd below in a state of suffocating disbelief. Xia Feiyun, a distinguished cultivator at the late Foundation Establishment stage, was being forced into a desperate, turtle-shell defense by Zhao Lun—a man merely at the early stage of the same realm. It wasn’t
Chapter 227: Transcending Ranks to Crush a Genius The moment Wang Gang unleashed his aura, the atmosphere in the square shifted violently. The pressure radiating from him was palpable, washing over the surrounding cultivators and triggering an instant commotion. “Another genius?” “That pressure is suffocating! I’ve seen late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators with weaker spiritual signatures
Chapter 228: Who Still Disagrees? The brutal efficiency displayed by Zhao Lun and Wang Gang had thoroughly doused the fiery ambition in the hearts of the Ouyang and Xia family disciples. By now, the cold reality had set in: taking the 100,000 Spirit Stones and that exquisite battle armor was not a challenge—it was a
Chapter 229: Sending the Heroes’ Souls Home In the cultivation world, much like the mortal realm, money moved mountains. If the payment was high enough, cultivators would storm a mountain of blades or wade through a sea of fire without hesitation. Fortunately, capital expenditure was the one thing Sun Yi never feared. Currently, the Sect
Chapter 230: Plan to Take Down the Seven Star Tower “First, on behalf of the Qingyun Sect, I extend a warm welcome to our new Golden Core Seniors. From this moment on, we are one family. I trust that together, we will forge a future where the Qingyun Sect stands at the apex of power.”
Chapter 231: The Money-Burning Yin-Yang Mother-Child Mirror “Senior Brother Xia Mu, this is Qingxuan. The families of our two Senior Brothers have arrived safely at the Qingyun Sect. Arrangements are being made for their settlement as we speak, so please set your mind at ease.” “Haha, with Senior Brother Qingxuan managing the sect, I am
Chapter 232: Collective Refinement of the Purple Extreme Berserk Flame “Hehe. It is merely the Purple Extreme Berserk Flame. Refining it is trivial.” Sun Yi offered a faint, inscrutable smile. He relished this specific expression on the faces of the cultivators from the Heavenly Saint Commandery—the bewilderment of country bumpkins who mistakenly thought they were
Chapter 233: Stabilizing the Seven Star Tower Patriarch Qingxuan felt a rare, gnawing sense of frustration. He watched helplessly as the collective strength of the Qingyun Sect surged beneath him. From the lowest Qi Refining disciple to the Golden Core elders, everyone was experiencing explosive growth. Everyone, that is, except him. As a Nascent Soul
Chapter 234: The Resource Audit Sun Yi nodded, his expression composed, before turning his gaze to Er Gouzi. The atmosphere in the main hall was less like a traditional sect gathering and more like a high-stakes board meeting. “I called you here to address a few critical matters,” Sun Yi began, his voice steady. “First,
Chapter 235: The New Underground Palace It was only after Er Gouzi had departed that Sun Yi turned his gaze toward Patriarch Qingxuan. “Patriarch, the preliminary briefings are complete. We should proceed immediately with the installation of the Demon Refining Towers. The production of Qingyun Dew is a critical bottleneck; we need to ramp up
Chapter 236: The Qingyun Sect’s Education Reform The dust had barely settled on the relocation. With the sect’s operations just moving into the new underground facility today, most cultivators were still unfamiliar with the layout and needed time to acclimate. Suddenly, a thought struck Sun Yi. “Patriarch, esteemed Elders,” Sun Yi began, his tone carrying
Chapter 237: Education is the Foundation of a Millennium Legacy “You… how much did you say?” Patriarch Qingxuan doubted his own ears. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Transmission Hall, tasked with the rudimentary training of novices, was being offered a compensation package that rivaled a core Elder’s stipend? “This… isn’t this entirely too
Chapter 238: The Cultivation World’s Version of Teaching Buildings Sun Yi understood one truth above all else: for any sect, talent was the most important resource. No matter how vast a sect’s resources might be, they must be invested in talent. However, the “talent” Sun Yi recognized was not defined merely by high-grade Spirit Roots.
Chapter 239: We Still Need to Establish a Knowledge Research Institute “Why is everyone staring at me like I’ve grown a second head?” “Headmaster… how did you conceive of such a system?” Elder Han Yun couldn’t help but ask, his voice tinged with disbelief. The others wore similar expressions of burning curiosity. Sun Yi shrugged,
Chapter 240: New Disciples Gather at the Square Sun Yi, accompanied by the sect elders, hovered silently in the void, gazing down at the instructional sanctums below. A tide of disciples poured from the buildings. Those who had reached the fifth level of Qi Refining took to the air, using their spiritual energy to carry
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