The massive doors of the Great Hall slammed against the stone walls, the boom echoing through the rafters and cutting the Council of Elders' debate dead. Chi Dong stumbled onto the polished floor, his chest heaving as he gasped for air, his robes matted with grime and sweat. Every head at the long table turned, their eyes flashing with a mix of shock and rising irritation.His grandfather, the Clan’s Third Elder, surged to his feet. The heavy wooden chair screeched back, nearly toppling over from the sheer force of his movement. He loomed over the table, his thick muscles coiling like iron cables under his skin as his face darkened with rage. The pressure of a Strength Path expert surged from his body."Chi Dong! Have you lost your mind?!" the old man roared, the sheer volume of it vibrating the tea cups on the table. "To barge into a council meeting without rites! Do you think being my grandson grants you the right to treat your elders like thin air? You truly have no eyes! Speak,

When Chi Ling descended, Han Tian Yi bowed slightly as if he was already expecting him.Chi Ling felt something strange inside him when he looked at Han Tian Yi. His divine sense brushed past the youth and he sensed something amiss."What? A nascent soul peak stage at the age of thirty?"He immediately walked closer to Tian Yi.“Tell this old man… have you taken a Dao companion?”A genuine look of surprise flashed across Han Tian Yi’s face. He had not expected such a question but in the next breath, he understood its intent.Han Tian Shi’s spiritual root was the Primordial Root of Chaos — a body blessed for cultivating.In most ordinary immortal clans, Nascent Soul was already the limit of a patriarch, and even talented cultivators required centuries to reach it.Chi Lingyun was considered a genius after reaching it at sixty-nine. But of course, it was because he was from one of the Ten Great Clans.If such a person was considered a genius…what of Tian Shi, who reached it at thirty? H

As the moon hung high over the Chi Clan’s garden, the lingering scent of spirit wine faded, leaving only the rustle of bamboo between them. Han Tianyi clasped his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as a deep lake. When they were alone, Han Tianyi spoke. His voice was gentle, but his words carried a hidden edge. "Fairy Zhixian," Han Tianyi's voice was smooth and carrying a polite warmth that felt strangely distant. "I am truly humbled that a genius of your stature finds this humble one so... intriguing. However, even the most beautiful landscape loses its charm when someone insists on uncovering every hidden path. I would hate for the Fairy's keen eyes to grow weary by looking at things that do not wish to be seen." Chi Zhixian was not surprised. When she had tried to probe his cultivation earlier, her divine sense had struck an invisible wall. As a young master of the Han Clan, it was only natural he carried a high-grade soul-shielding treasure. Chi Zhixian offered a f

The banquet wine was still warm when the red silks of engagement were unfurled. Within forty-eight hours, Han Tianyi and Chi Zhixian were bound.The haste was entirely Tianyi’s doing.He kept the pressure high, using Han Shin Tao’s "urgent business" in the Mythical Beast Realm as a ticking clock. He convinced the clan that Han Shin Tao simply could not wait for the slow pace of tradition.To seal the deal, Tianyi placed three heavy scrolls before the Chi elders. The air in the room instantly shifted, vibrating with the weight of three Heaven-Tier techniques.Even for one of the Ten Great Clans, owning more than one or two such manuals was unheard of. As the elders stared with undisguised greed, Tianyi watched with the stillness of a predator.He knew the price was steep, but it was calculated. A Wisdom Path genius was too dangerous to leave to chance; it was better to own such a mind than to spend a lifetime trying to survive its schemes."Within these scrolls lie the foundations of

In the Primordial Age, when the churning Chaos had only just finished sculpting the foundations of the world, it birthed a pair—one male, one female—for every living species under the heavens. Yet, among these myriad creations, Humans were born fragile. Lacking the iron scales of the dragons or the divine strength of the primordial beasts, they were deemed the weakest of all. But the Great Dao is never without balance.To level the scales of fate, the Heavens bestowed upon humanity the gift of supreme wisdom. Though their bodies were frail, their intelligence was a light that could pierce the darkness of the unknown. In the path of cultivation, humans must struggle through ten grueling stages to touch the hem of divinity: The Mortal RealmQi Gathering StageFoundation Establishment StageCore Refining StageNascent Soul StageSpirit Severing StageDao Seeking StageTrue Immortal RealmSaint RealmDao GodBut the Heavens are rarely impartial.Unlike the fragile human race, Mythica