All Chapters of Dao God of the Demonic Path: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
26 chapters
Auxiliary: Fun Fact about this world to help the readers have clue of this novel from the Author:)
There are many Mortal World in this novel and what determines the world to be a mortal world is the spiritual energy it produced! Once a world can only produce spiritual roots of the lowest to mid tier, it's immediately labeled as mortal world. Immortal world on the other hand has thick spiritual energy and can produce high to highest spiritual roots if a cultovator cultivate in that world. So the moment you are born in the mortal world, without a connection to the Immortal clan and be accepted as their outer disciples, your fate is already sealed to be a mere mortal! To reach the Immortal realm, and start cultivating into Qi Gathering Stage, one needs vast resources but all resources are manipulated by the Immortal clans. Without a connection to them even with a heaven-defying body constitution you won't reach the Qi Gathering stage, the lowest stage of the Immortal stage! In this novel, there is no such sects here—only Clans. Immortals here cultivate their own bloodline rath
Chapter 1 – The Cursed Heir
"Fairy Xin’er, have you heard?”An immortal maiden drifted through the endless sky, her robes flowing like mist among the clouds. Her tone was light, almost playful.“They say the Dao God was once a talentless mortal.”Fairy Xin’er’s brows knit together in displeasure.“What absurd rumor. A Dao God, talentless? Those fools truly have no sense.”The other immortal let out a quiet laugh, though a trace of doubt lingered in her gaze.“I thought so too. If such nonsense were true, then anyone could become a Dao God.”Their laughter scattered across the heavens, casual and dismissive.None of them noticed the figure standing beyond the countless realms.A man with dim, unreadable eyes gazed down at the vast expanse of existence resting beneath his will.His voice was calm. Too calm.“I envied the gifted.”“I resented the blessed.”“I chased miracles… yet every one of them withered within my body.”A faint breath escaped his lips.“I cursed my fate. I cursed the heavens. I even cursed the b
Chapter 2 – Mortal Shadows
For the next few months, Han Tian Yi became a shadow moving between two worlds.In secret, he sent the Yu Clan everything:The number of Han Clan’s elite forces. The rotation of their patrols. The blind spots in their formations. The weaknesses hidden inside their cultivation techniques. The terrain of the Han Clan’s territory—where spiritual veins were thin, where defenses were weakest, where ambushes would be most effective.Every detail that could shatter his clan, he handed over piece by piece.And every time the exchange was made, the Yu Clan sent him a reward: one ancient scripture.At first, they were fragmented, incomplete, and difficult to decipher. But with each trade, the texts grew older… deeper… more forbidden.Han Tian Yi accepted them all with trembling hands and burning eyes.Until the final exchange.The last information he gave was the most damning of all—a method to assassinate his parents.In return, the Yu Clan sent him a single item: an eerie scripture bound in d
Chapter 3 – Breaking out the Heavens grasp
After the first successful refinement of a lower realm’s blessed body constitution, Han Tian Yi felt it—a subtle shift within him.It was faint, almost imperceptible, yet undeniable.He sat on the edge of his bed, closing his eyes. Fingers brushing over his palms, he focused inward, feeling the tremor in his veins, the slow uncoiling of stiffness in his bones.“Hm… this is real.” He murmured, voice low and cold. “Unlike before, when elixirs and potions only burned through me… this time, it moves from the inside out.”A glint of cold fire flashed in his eyes.“If this truly works… then I am willing to risk everything. If I fail, I might as well vanish.”The resolve behind his calm tone was terrifying. This method was his last gamble to reclaim a life that allowed cultivation, a life that could rise above the heavens’ cruel design.He had been gifted brilliance beyond most, glimpsing futures where he could stand at the top of all realms. Yet the cursed body that bound him made each
Chapter 4 – Returning to Han Clan
After five days of riding, Han Tian Yi finally arrived at the branch clan of his family. Hidden deep in a remote mountain range, the land was infested with ferocious beasts—ordinary mortals would never dare enter.Even now, the wind carried the faint scent of predator and decay, and the distant roar of some unseen creature sent a shiver down the spine of any human who lingered too long.It was the same place he had first descended into the mortal world.The branch patriarch of the He Clan, the Han Clan’s subsidiary, stepped forward to greet him.“Welcome back, Young Master.” He said, bowing deeply. Though he was the only Immortal stationed here, his mere presence could erase a mortal settlement. To the humans below, he was a god.This was He Feng.Though Han Tian Yi was still a “mortal,” his status as the eldest son of the Han Clan patriarch placed him above He Feng. Respect was owed.Immediately, He Feng sensed something unusual—a spiritual root.Even the lowest grade was still a
chapter 5 – I want to marry the woman I love
Inside the training ground:“I need to practice more diligently… Big Brother has already reached the Qi Gathering Stage…”A nine-year-old boy repeatedly practiced his hand combat techniques. Sweat streamed down his face, soaking his clothes, yet his focus never wavered. Each strike was clumsy but determined, his small fists slicing through the air again and again, leaving faint trails of heat on the skin around him.“One more year… and I can finally start cultivating. Maybe, if I become as strong as Big Brother, he’ll finally acknowledge me!”His eyes gleamed brightly with hope.This was Han Tian Shi, Han Tian Yi’s younger brother.From the moment he could walk and speak, he had searched for his big brother in the library. But Han Tian Yi had barely glanced at him, dismissing him coldly each time.“Go and study. Don’t disturb me.”The cold tone, the indifferent gaze… it was as if he were nothing more than a pesky insect.So he steeled his heart and studied even harder, believing tha
chapter 6 – broken cultivation stage
Han Tian Yi noticed how many clothes Xiao’er was placing into the empty spatial ring. The faint rustle of silk and the soft clink of jade accessories filled the quiet room. “There’s no need to bring so many clothes, my wife.” he said gently, his voice carrying a calm warmth. “In the higher realm, I will buy you the most beautiful and expensive robes there are.” “B-But… husband… I don’t want to burden you…” she whispered, her fingers trembling slightly as she adjusted a delicate hairpin. In truth, Xiao’er was afraid. Han Tian Yi came from a high-ranking Immortal Clan, while her own clan could barely be considered one. She herself was only at the early stage of the Qi Gathering Realm. Her heartbeat quickened as she imagined the consequences of failing him. If she were not careful, she feared she would one day be cast aside. Aside from her beauty, she felt she had nothing to offer. Before those thoughts could consume her, Han Tian Yi suddenly pulled her into a firm embrace. The
chapter 7 – a demonic cultivator killed her!
After thirty minutes, Han Tian Yi headed toward his residence, where Xiao’er was waiting. The warm scent of her hair and the faint rustle of her silk robes greeted him. “Xiao’er, my wife…” he called softly, his tone laced with quiet unease. “Hm? What’s wrong, husband?” Xiao’er immediately stood, worry flashing across her face, the soft thump of her heart audible even to herself. “Tell me…” Han Tian Yi lowered his gaze, his voice heavy. “I feel like… I’m caging you here in the Han Clan.” “That’s not true, husband!” Xiao’er blurted out without hesitation, the subtle tremor in her voice betraying her nerves. He let out a quiet sigh, the faint smell of incense in the room mingling with the tension. “Ha… I still feel that way. We should go out, leave the clan for a while and roam the higher realm together. I’ll show you our world myself. At least then, I can feel at ease.” His tone was gentle, yet resolute, one that left no room for refusal. Xiao’er sighed helplessly before
Chapter 8 – Corrupted Healing Pills
Within Han Tian Yi’s residence, a month passed in silence.The room remained dim, curtains drawn, incense long extinguished. Han Tian Yi sat before a low table, fingers resting against his temple as if weighing something heavy in his mind.A faint murmur slipped past his lips.“So I still have to descend to the mortal realm…”His gaze lowered to his own body, brows tightening almost imperceptibly. A quiet sigh followed, shallow and restrained, yet laced with irritation.“This body… truly troublesome.”Before him, the Human Skin scripture lay open. Its pages were filled with twisted, ominous symbols that seemed to crawl across the parchment. He turned a page slowly. Then another. And another.With every line his eyes traced, the air around him grew colder. The faint light in his pupils dimmed, replaced by something heavier, more calculating.His fingers paused on one passage.“If I dig deeper… there should be clues.”He lifted his hand and flicked his sleeve casually.The formation in
Chapter 9 – Limit of a talentless body
Inside a windowless stone chamber, the door shut with a heavy rumble as Han Tian Yi entered.He sealed it personally.On one side of the chamber, supplies were already arranged neatly. Beef jerky, Grain pellets, and a flowing fresh water from outside.Enough to sustain years of isolation.Formation arrays were carved into the floor and walls, faint lines glowing as they continuously drew in spiritual energy from the surroundings.A privilege only direct descendants had.Han Tian Yi stepped to the center and sat cross-legged.Silence swallowed the chamber.Day passed. Night passed. Then another. And another.Spiritual energy gathered in thin wisps, flowing toward him like obedient streams. He absorbed every strand without waste, steadily filling the space within his mind.Deep within his forehead, his spiritual core pulsed faintly.Again and again, energy accumulated.Again and again, it compressed.Repetitive advances that requires patience and understanding.Han Tian Yi was playing t