One had to know that a Great Emperor was the pinnacle of all cultivators.
Holding the lives of countless beings in their palm, deciding life and death with a single word—such a being was a terrifying, true-blue overlord.
Such experts had already comprehended a trace of the Heaven and Earth Laws, earned the acknowledgment of heaven and earth, and could wield the will of heaven and earth.
How could they fall so easily?
Hearing the young sect master ask about it, Yuwen Shengxin's body trembled slightly, and an unconcealable sorrow soon surfaced on her pretty face.
After a moment of silence, she took a deep breath and said leisurely, "In my previous life, I was born into a top cultivation lineage, guarded by an expert at the peak of the Venerable Realm."
"My biological father."
"His schemes ran deeper than the sea. On the surface, he handled every matter within the lineage flawlessly, gentle and refined in manner. Everyone in the lineage had unanimously decided that he would become the next patriarch."
"Not only was his cultivation formidable, but his temperament was mild as well. Outside the lineage, praise for him came in waves."
"For a time, his brilliance eclipsed all others. Countless halos crowned him, and he was someone admired and worshipped by innumerable people."
"But in secret, he cultivated an evil technique, seizing others' luck and physiques, martial skills and cultivation arts, and innate divine abilities to strengthen himself."
"By a twist of fate, I discovered his secret and tried to persuade him not to continue down that path."
"Who would have thought that, in order to protect his false reputation, he would not even spare his own biological daughter?"
"He was far stronger than I was and had already reached the level of a Half-step Venerable. In the end, I could not escape my misfortune. He stripped me of all my cultivation, luck, and vital blood, leaving me to die."
"Yet man's plans could never match heaven's plans. He never dreamed that I had already comprehended a trace of the Space Law."
"At the final moment, I used the Space Law to preserve a wisp of my Primordial Spirit. After fleeing far away, I was ultimately reincarnated."
As she spoke, the holy aura around Yuwen Shengxin vanished completely, replaced by a chilling presence that made one's heart quiver. Murderous intent blazed in her eyes.
In this life, she would devote herself to cultivation and strive to break through to the Venerable Realm as soon as possible.
Once she broke through to the Venerable Realm, she would return directly to the lineage, tear apart this "good father's" hypocritical mask, and make him pay for his evil deeds.
After hearing of Yuwen Shengxin's experiences in her previous life, Lin Feng did not feel much emotional upheaval.
It was not that Lin Feng was particularly cold-blooded. He had simply seen too many melodramatic plots. Back on Water Orchid Planet, such things were not unheard of in reality.
Besides, in web novels, there were plenty of plots even more melodramatic than this.
Yuwen Shengxin's experience in her previous life was practically the classic plot of a fantasy great villain.
Someone looked righteous and dignified on the surface, yet committed every imaginable evil in secret and did every bad deed there was—an ironclad great villain.
Fellow Daoists, what do you think?
Afterward, Lin Feng comforted Yuwen Shengxin for a few moments before returning to Heaven-Defying Peak.
Xuanhuang Hall, the sect master's cultivation chamber.
As usual, Lin Feng took out the Bodhi Meditation Cushion from the virtual space and prepared to begin cultivating.
With his current strength, he was merely at the Eighth Stage Form Manifestation Realm. Before long, he might not even compare to the sect's Handyman Disciples.
Compared to true experts, he was nothing at all.
Moreover, as the sect grew stronger by the day, the opponents he faced would only become increasingly powerful. This could not continue.
His own strength had to keep up.
Otherwise, if every disciple of the Divine Sword Sect could soar high and come and go freely while he, the Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect, ranked at the bottom in strength, that would be far too humiliating.
"I possess the Chaos Supreme Dao Body, the foremost cultivation art, the Universe Divine Art, and the immortal-grade sword art, the Chaos Nine Forms."
"Logically speaking, casually cultivating any one of them for a while should make raising my strength in a short time as easy as pie."
"But I have no idea what went wrong. My realm has remained stuck at the Eighth Stage Form Manifestation Realm, and I simply can't break through."
"This is truly strange beyond belief..."
Lin Feng muttered to himself in puzzlement.
However, he was not someone who gave up easily. On the contrary, he was stubborn as a mule, refusing to rest until he achieved his goal.
Very quickly, he cast aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, steadied his mind and breath, circulated the Universe Divine Art, and immersed himself wholeheartedly in cultivation.
As Qiankun Spiritual Qi began circulating through his meridians, a domineering and profound aura soon spread from his entire body.
Above his head, a black-and-white Tai Chi Yin-Yang Fish pattern formed. The terrifying aura it emitted directly warped the surrounding space.
Even the intelligent living beings on the distant side peaks bowed down in worship toward him.
As time passed, the aura he emitted gained, amid its dominance, threads of terrifying sharpness.
Time too passed like a white colt flashing through a crack, and several days vanished in the blink of an eye.
On Xuanyuan Peak.
Over the past few days, Xuanyuan Qingtian had studied the Cosmos Sword Canon while contemplating the Chaos Nine Forms, cultivating in seclusion with all her heart to improve her strength.
Heaven did not disappoint those who worked hard. Her strength rose from the Human Immortal Realm to the Earth Immortal Realm.
In truth, this was only natural.
One had to know that in her previous life, she had been a Saint Realm expert. Her experience and knowledge were naturally incomparably abundant.
She only needed to cultivate step by step to avoid many detours and recover her strength in a short time.
This was one of her greatest advantages.
"Saint Realm experts differ from the current realms. They are divided into the Half-step Saint Realm, Minor Saint Realm, Great Saint Realm, and Extreme Dao Saint Realm."
"In my previous life, my cultivation only reached the Minor Saint Realm."
"Now, luck within the Divine Sword Sect is flourishing, and spiritual qi is inexhaustible. If I cultivate here wholeheartedly, I may very well surpass my previous life and break through to the Extreme Dao Saint Realm."
Having paused her cultivation, Xuanyuan Qingtian murmured inwardly. Determination and fiery passion appeared in her eyes.
Afterward, she lowered her head once more and earnestly studied the Cosmos Sword Canon.
The Cosmos Sword Canon truly deserved to be called the general outline of the sword path. It encompassed everything under heaven. Not only did it record many ancient sword arts that had long been lost, it also contained countless insights and experiences regarding the way of the sword.
Moreover, the Cosmos Sword Canon actually shared an invisible, intangible connection with the Chaos Nine Forms. The more she studied it, the more enlightenment dawned within her heart, yet she could not pierce through that thin layer of paper.
"Once I have thoroughly studied it and gained something from it, I will surely carry forward the sword path and leave countless ancient sword arts for the sect."
"Once I have fully mastered the Chaos Nine Forms, I will personally act and destroy the Iron Sword Sect for that bad sect master."
"But what should I give that bad sect master in return?"
The more she studied the Cosmos Sword Canon and the Chaos Nine Forms, the more she realized that they were heaven-defying treasures.
Especially the Xuanyuan Divine Sword—it was practically tailor-made for her. It could actually communicate with her heart and mind. She was the sword, and the sword was her.
That bad sect master had given her such precious things. She truly had no way to repay him.
All of a sudden, she recalled how that bad sect master had cleaved through heavenly lightning with his sword last time. Her heart began pounding uncontrollably like a startled deer, and two crimson clouds shot onto her pretty cheeks.
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