I am a university student. I got lost, and everyone here calls me “Young Master Ji” and advises me to mourn and accept fate. Before I could even react, the county magistrate's daughter—just selected into an immortal sect—came to break off our engagement. Hah, what an interesting start.

I began to understand this strange world and saw that beneath the flourishing immortal cultivation and the rising dynasty lay thousands of miles of corpses and a people in misery. These cultivators feast on the fat of the land, drain the world’s spiritual veins dry with their alchemy and cultivation, and in the end, ascend to the heavens with loud laughter—how are they any different from corrupt officials who embezzle funds and flee abroad?

At first, I truly didn’t intend to get involved in this conflict; I just quietly did what little I could.

But when Ji You stood atop the mountain peaks and watched the immortal path collapse beneath the boundless sky, he felt truly innocent.

The three realms are ethereal, the void is vast, and the entire chaotic universe is destined to change because of a time traveler! On the long road of cultivation, I am the only one who asks for the truth, just for immortality! PS: This is the second novel by newcomer Suifeng, a fan fiction of "The Legend of Chusen"! I hope to bring another completed high-quality novel to all my fellow enthusiasts. Suifeng promises that we will never give up, so please feel free to join us!

Traveling to the world of cultivating immortals, in the previous life, I was limited by my talent and weak Taoist heart, and I stopped forming elixirs.

After resurrecting his life, Li An practiced the art of cultivating his life and forging an immortal. He developed steadily, kept the Tao first, and finally broke through the shackles of the Nascent Soul...

The battle for hegemony among the heroes has finally come to an end, and the competition between the geniuses has all come to an end. Who makes the move and who is behind the scenes in the ups and downs.

Only by living to the end and experiencing all the vicissitudes of life can we be called immortals...

Steady development + dog + mortal flow.

There is already a 3.5 million-word old book "Fantasy: I'm Really Not an Unparalleled Expert".

[Traditional cultivation + not brainless + no harem + no system + funny + shady + dark-bellied + decisive in killing]

The main story is slow to start

Thirteen-year-old Han Dachui was cutting grass on the mountain when he accidentally found a porcelain bottle, but he had no idea what it was.

Through his constant exploration, he gradually discovered the function of this thing and slowly embarked on the path to immortality.

Traditional cultivation, Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul...

【Classical Cultivation】【No System】

This is a vast world of cultivation.

A young man named Jiang Yang, bearing a supreme Dao Fruit, stumbles into it unaware.

The Dao Fruit is wondrous and profound—watch as he rises step by step to the heavens.

He manages fate, controls blessings and longevity, understands karma, refines flying swords, and cultivates divine powers...

Jiang Yang: "I have a branch of peach blossom and a thread of heavenly fate!"

"What?! A Dao companion's breakthrough can feed back cultivation?!"

[Longevity + Cunning + Immortality + Dark and Unkind + No Sword + Slow to Warm Up]

(The protagonist of this article is a bit cunning in the early stages, but it is just an excessive way, not a cunning way.)

(This article is also titled "Don't Ask If It's Right or Wrong, Just Tell Me If I Became a Taoist Patriarch?")

When Fang Qing woke up, he unexpectedly traveled to a world of cultivation where the Great Dao was manifested.

All living beings in the world can look directly at the Great Way,

Thus all the ways of the world came into being.

Different paths, practicing different "Tao", understanding different "principles",

Before they knew it, except for those who were on the same path, other sects could no longer communicate.

"If we do not share the same ideals, we cannot work together."

"Those who are not of my way are all evil spirits!"

"So," Fang Qing nodded and confirmed with his master again:

"Except for us, are all the other Taoist monks evil?"

"That's right, disciple is right!"

Fang Qing nodded, but was puzzled——

"Then why...are those 'evil spirits' afraid of us?"

"Besides, why do they go crazy just by looking at me?"

The master stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes deep:

"That's because—"

"We are Daozu,"

Fang Qing: “…”

He looked down at his newly entered cultivation level.

Then I looked at Master's as-a-matter-of-course expression.

For those of you who have just taken the first step on the path,

It became the Daozu thing,

Still feels like something is not right!

Song Shi came to a fairy world where demons and ghosts danced wildly. He thought he was going to walk a trembling road of cultivating immortals, but he awakened the death flow system, which gained power from death and became stronger every time he died.

The style of painting suddenly changed. Others practice immortality to seek immortality, but he is not dead, so he can only seek immortality by dying. He is either trying to die or looking for death along the way.

“You have been killed by Yin spirits 10 times, awaken the spiritual root of fire!”

“You have been killed by zombies 10 times, awaken your natural power!”

“You have lost your mind and died 10 times, and you have awakened your Taoist heart!”

“You were killed by the formation, the level of the formation is +1!”

“You die in an alchemy blast furnace, your alchemy level +1!”

Pure Yang Spiritual Body, Nine Yang Divine Body, Sun Holy Body; Vajra Spiritual Body, Golden Divine Body, Desolate Ancient Holy Body; Psychic Sword Body, Innate Dao Body; Formation Master, Alchemy Master…

It’s so much fun on the road of cultivation, constantly unlocking death poses, step by step to the top of the fairy road…

Many years later, it was rumored in the world that when Song Shi died, the immortals were terrified, the demons trembled, and ten thousand Buddhas retreated!

Transmigrating to the world of cultivation, Lu Yuanzhou became a humble lotus farmer by the Azure Lake. Of mediocre talent, orphaned and destitute, he had only his three acres of white jade lotus pond and a half-finished cultivation technique for company. The path to immortality was arduous; the lives of rogue cultivators were as worthless as weeds. Foundation Establishment seemed a distant dream, and the Golden Core even more like a fleeting illusion. Fortunately, a mysterious white jade lotus platform quietly appeared in his mind. This object did not increase cultivation, nor did it impart any deadly techniques, but it could continuously absorb the essence of spiritual plants, nourishing himself, subtly purifying his spiritual power, nourishing his meridians, and solidifying his foundation! From then on, Lu Yuanzhou cultivated day and night, managing his cultivation steadily. Every spiritual lotus, every spirit stone, was cultivated with meticulous care; every moment of enlightenment, every bit of progress, was achieved with steadfast dedication. The outside world was ever-changing, with brilliant talents vying for power. Lu Yuanzhou, however, remained steadfast in his small plot of land, quietly cultivating, discreetly developing his abilities. He didn't care...