Chapter One: Sacred Land of Lingxiao

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“Within the Lingxiao Sacred Land, only the capable find their place.”

“For nine consecutive years, the Lingyun Sword Peak lineage has ranked last in the Grand Competition of the Sacred Land. Henceforth, Lingyun Peak shall be demoted to the very last of the Lower Thirty-six Peaks, and its monthly stipend shall be halved.”

“If next year Lingyun Peak still fails to have any disciple distinguish themselves in the Grand Competition, the heritage of the Lingyun Sword Peak shall be abolished, and all its disciples shall be demoted to outer disciples.”

...

Within the grand hall of Lingyun Sword Peak, Lingxiao Sacred Land.

After an elder from the Hall of Enforcement finished reading the decree with an impassive expression, he turned and left, leaving behind a young man with a face full of worry.

This young man was none other than Li Tianyuan, the current head of Lingyun Sword Peak in the Lingxiao Sacred Land.

“So I’ve transmigrated? And become the head of Lingyun Sword Peak?”

“But why is this plot so different from those wish-fulfillment novels? I’ve become the head of a peak—shouldn’t I have a mighty emperor guarding my gate, and a female sovereign massaging my shoulders?”

“And after that, I’d sweep through all the top experts, overturn Lingxiao Sacred Land, and become its master, right?”

“So why is it that as soon as I appear, I’m already at the brink of being demoted to an outer disciple?”

“This doesn’t make sense!”

Li Tianyuan’s brows knitted tightly. He was not a native of this world, but had inexplicably awakened in this world of immortals and martial arts after sleeping this morning.

This land is named the Purple Star Domain, divided into three thousand Dao Provinces, where immortals, demons, monsters, and gods coexist, and myriad races stand in great numbers.

The Lingxiao Sacred Land, where he now resided, was a supreme orthodox sect within the Liyang Province, its legacy spanning countless eras, having produced supreme emperors.

Because Lingxiao Sacred Land was a top-tier orthodoxy, its internal hierarchy was strict, structured like a pyramid, with fierce competition for cultivation resources.

There were forty-five main peaks within the Sacred Land, divided into the Upper Nine Peaks and the Lower Thirty-six Peaks, each representing a unique inheritance.

Every year, a grand competition was held to determine the ranking of the peaks.

This time, Lingyun Sword Peak once again finished at the bottom, teetering on the edge of being abolished.

It must be known that thousands of years ago, Lingyun Sword Peak was once among the Upper Nine Peaks of Lingxiao Sacred Land.

But as time passed, in this generation, Lingyun Sword Peak had become the lowest among the Lower Thirty-six Peaks.

Nine years ago, he had inherited the position of head of Lingyun Sword Peak.

At that time, his master, the Sword Daoist, had led the disciples of Lingyun Sword Peak out, only to be caught up in a fierce battle, resulting in the deaths of many disciples.

The Sword Daoist, in order to save him, had even self-destructed his Nascent Soul, perishing utterly.

Though he survived by a hair’s breadth, he was gravely wounded. With the Sacred Land’s assistance, his injuries improved, but his cultivation stagnated and even regressed by a whole realm, rendering him half-crippled.

...

Oof!

Master perished, inherited the peak, gravely wounded, cultivation regressed!

All misfortune had stacked up on him, his debuffs maxed out!

This was clearly the classic start of a “wastrel’s comeback” story!

Li Tianyuan, a veteran reader in his previous life, immediately recognized he’d landed the template of a “trash protagonist” in a wish-fulfillment novel.

No need to think; in such a situation, the next step was obviously to awaken a cheat, then counterattack and slap faces all the way to the pinnacle of life.

But what was his cheat?

“Hello?”

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“Old Grandpa, are you there?”

“Medicine Elder?”

“Deep Blue?”

“Little Green Bottle?”

Li Tianyuan called out tentatively a few times, but there was no response. None of the magical items on him reacted abnormally either.

Now it was his turn to be stumped.

By rights, every transmigrator should have a cheat—like an old grandpa in a ring! So why didn’t he have one?

[Ding!]

[Host, stop shouting. Your cheat is this system!]

Just as Li Tianyuan was at his wit’s end, a prompt suddenly sounded in his mind.

“System Bro!”

Li Tianyuan was stunned at first, then his eyes lit up with excitement.

That’s right! How could he forget the system!

Compared to some old grandpa, the system was a much more awesome cheat!

In a word—invincible!

“Excellent. System, let me sign in!”

[Sorry, this system does not support sign-ins.]

“Huh? A gacha system, then? That works too.”

“Alright, I want to draw a card. Give me an SSR-grade supreme treasure, Emperor’s potential, or maybe Dual Pupils or a Primordial Sacred Body. If not, at least an Ultimate Emperor Weapon!”

[Sorry, this system does not support lotteries.]

Li Tianyuan fell silent, as if time itself had frozen.

“Then what use are you?”

[Detecting host’s current status. Activating the Divine Master-Disciple System for you.]

[Divine Disciple System: As long as you accept disciples, you can receive system rewards. Additionally, whenever your disciples make breakthroughs or gain insights, you receive corresponding feedback.]

[Requirements for accepting disciples: Must be Destined Ones.]

“What’s this? Divine Disciple System?”

“But this system is quite considerate—it actually tailors its functions to my needs.”

Li Tianyuan, whose eyes had been somewhat dull, suddenly brightened with interest.

This system was practically custom-made for his current predicament.

Simple and direct.

Take in disciples, get rewards!

Train disciples, get rewards!

Whenever disciples cultivate, get even more rewards!

Absolutely extraordinary!

The only regret was that accepting disciples had a requirement—they must be Destined Ones. This left Li Tianyuan a bit puzzled.

But he didn’t dwell on it, and directly opened the system panel.

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[Host: Li Tianyuan]

[Bone Age: Thirty-two]

[Aptitude: A]

[Cultivation: Pseudo-Golden Core Dao]

[Status: Head of Lingyun Sword Peak, Lingxiao Sacred Land]

[Techniques: Lingyun Feather Transformation Art (fragmented immortal technique)]

[Divine Abilities: Lingyun Sword Intent (Heaven-rank), Cloud-Stepping Art (Heaven-rank)]

[Destiny: None]

[Items: Two Heaven-rank magic artifacts, five Earth-rank magic artifacts, assorted spirit stones, pills, and treasures]

[Disciples: None]

[System Mission: Recruit your first disciple. Reward: Enlightenment Tea Tree]

[Summary: Seemingly ordinary, in truth a cheat from Earth. Do not provoke.]

Seeing his own stats, Li Tianyuan couldn’t help but smile.

Excellent!

This feels just right!

Seemingly ordinary, but with the system at hand, his life was destined to be a blazing path of glory!

After the initial excitement, Li Tianyuan calmed himself, gazing into the distant sky.

There was a deep-seated obsession in the original owner’s memory: to revive the heritage of Lingyun Sword Peak, never allowing its legacy to end in his hands.

Now that Li Tianyuan had inherited those memories, this mission naturally fell to him.

“Lingyun Sword Peak is the foundation of my rise in this world—it must be preserved!”

“Coincidentally, with the peak ranking competition just concluded, the Sacred Land should be widely recruiting new disciples.”

“Let’s go see if there are any suitable candidates for discipleship.”

With this thought, he willed himself into motion, transforming into a dazzling rainbow and shooting toward the edge of Lingyun Sword Peak.

Outside, clouds curled and drifted, immortal cranes soared—truly a celestial realm.

As the top orthodoxy of Liyang Province, the Lingxiao Sacred Land possessed an immense territory, spanning a thousand miles. It boasted mountains, rivers, lakes, pavilions, and towers in abundance.

Moreover, these mountains were spiritual lands, with ley lines buried beneath.

Mighty figures of the Sacred Land had spent countless ages and immense magical power to move these mountains from all over the province, laying down great arrays and infusing the ley lines, making this land a true blessed paradise.

Such was the foundation of a supreme orthodoxy—able to claim all the resources of a Dao Province as its own.

At this moment, Li Tianyuan stood aloft, gazing down at the majestic expanse of the Lingxiao Sacred Land, filled with awe.

The scale of it all was beyond ordinary imagination.

This was truly a magnificent world of immortals and martial heroes.

As a native of China, Li Tianyuan, like most, had always harbored a dream of the immortal realm—and now he was living it.

(The major realms: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Profound Entry, Yin-Yang, Golden Core Dao, Nascent Soul Unity, Divine Transformation, Nirvana Tribulation, Human-Immortal Perfection, Immortal Platform, True Saint, Heavenly Lord, Quasi-Emperor, Great Emperor.)