What Cultivation Truly Is: Entering a Small World to Cultivate with Xiwangmu and the Nine Heavens Profound Lady

The Shushan Sect Master of his generation stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm as he quietly watched his deranged, hysterical junior brother before him. A trace of bitterness rose in his heart, and he let out a soft sigh, revealing a wry smile.

"Living in this world, how could anyone have a smooth road without setbacks? Everything you've experienced was merely a pursuit. When you suddenly discover that everything was simply fate playing tricks on you, how should you face it? How should you be grateful?"

The Shushan Sect Master seemed to have seen through all things in the world, looking down upon his junior brother with an aloof, detached air.

"Senior Brother, as long as you let me out and allow me to avenge my wife and daughter, I'll die without regret. I'm not seeking immortality. I only want revenge for this blood feud. That is all I've ever desired..."

The junior brother's gaze was utterly resolute, sharp as an eagle's, filled with the determination to stop at nothing to achieve his goal.

"Revenge?" The sect master nodded slightly, then waved his hand. In an instant, it was as though the Stars Shifted and Moved and Heaven and Earth were Upside Down. The entire world changed.

Immediately afterward, the junior brother sank into a deep sleep...

When he woke again, he found himself on a grassland ten thousand miles away. A beam of sunlight slanted down, stinging his eyes. He slowly raised his head and gazed toward the distant horizon.

He silently picked up the sword beside him and resolutely walked forward...

From that day onward, he embarked upon a road of vengeance. He successively wiped out Longhu Mountain, Maoshan, Quanzhen, and other major Daoist sects. He also swept through such forces as Demon Marsh