Past Events

On the boundless snowy mountain, snowflakes drifted down from the sky, and the aurora flowed above. Snow was everywhere, a vast expanse of white.

On a towering peak, surrounded by snow mountains, a blizzard descended.

Xu Changqing sat cross-legged on the snowy mountain, letting the wind and snow batter him. He remained motionless, his gaze fixed on the endless white world, reaching out to touch the falling snowflakes.

He wore a black silk robe, his thick black hair already covered in snow. His deep eyes were like a secluded spring under the moon, and his entire being exuded a cold aura.

"Severing the Dao, Severing the Dao... What should I sever?" Xu Changqing murmured, his eyes filled with memories and confusion.

He was not from this world but from Earth. He died on Earth and was naturally reincarnated into the Covering the Heavens World.

However, he arrived too early, in the era of the Ruthless Great Emperor.

When he first arrived in this world, he didn't know what kind of world it was or that cultivators existed. He simply lived in a small village.

He had a perfect family, but he only started calling his parents "Mom" and "Dad" when he was seven years old. Due to an internal barrier, it took him a long time to do so.

When he was eight, war broke out, and the people suffered. His village was caught in the crossfire of a war between two nations, and they had to flee.

He wandered with his parents, but they couldn't escape the war-torn region for a very long time, living as beggars for several years.

When he was fifteen, his parents died in the war while saving him, burying him beneath their bodies, which allowed him to escape.

It was only then that he had begun to feel gratitude and affection for the couple who raised him, only for them to die. He was devastated that day.

Clutching his parents' corpses, he walked barefoot through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, amidst the smoke of battle. After a long, long time, he finally buried his parents' bodies and kept vigil for a month, only to be captured by enemy soldiers.

He was just entering adulthood then and was sent to a mine to dig. He dug for three years, never having enough to eat or sleep, and was beaten daily.

Every day, he dug until his strength was depleted, slept less than five hours, and endured inhuman torture.

Eventually, the nation that enslaved him provoked someone they shouldn't have and was destroyed. He was thus able to escape.

During his escape, he encountered countless life-or-death dangers. He was captured, trafficked, enslaved, and even became a slave himself. Surviving was incredibly difficult.

When he was hungry, he ate tree bark.

After surviving for several years, he found a very large city.

Finally, he learned of the existence of cultivators and tried to find a master, but he was rejected. He had no cultivation talent or special physique.

In despair, he once cursed the heavens, asking why they had brought him to this world and why others had systems while he did not.

Later, he gave up on the idea of cultivation, only wanting to live out his hundred years.

Although he knew by then that this was the Covering the Heavens World and the era of the Ruthless Great Emperor, he had no desire to compete.

He came to another county town, opened a shop, lived there, married a wife, and lived peacefully for five years.

The day his wife became pregnant, a cultivator came to the town and said his wife possessed a Divine Body and wanted to take her as a disciple.

His wife was overjoyed and left, carrying her pregnant belly. Looking back at Xu Changqing with love in her eyes, she shouted, "Husband, don't worry. When I achieve success in cultivation, I will come back for you. Then, we will both be cultivators and will never be separated again."

Xu Changqing still remembers that he waited a very, very long time for that promise, almost ten years. When he was thirty, seeing no hope, he left.

To cultivate, he joined the army and fought everywhere.

Finally, on the battlefield, he searched the bodies of the fallen and found a fragmented method for opening the Sea of Suffering.

Although he did not have a Divine Body, he possessed heaven-defying comprehension. It took him several years, but he finally opened the Sea of Suffering.

From then on, the moment he realized he had top-tier comprehension, he began his rise.

On the day he retired from the army, he entered the cultivation world at the Divine Bridge Realm. He also used some of his savings to buy many cultivation techniques, and was deceived a few times.

After cultivating to the Dao Palace Realm, the Feathered Dynasty began searching everywhere for special physiques.

He understood that the Ruthless Great Emperor had not yet risen, so he cultivated even more diligently.

He traveled to various secret realms, all to become stronger. During this time, he also made many brothers and friends.

In the secret realms, he was chased and ambushed, and everything he had gained was lost.

When breaking through to the Four Extremes, he was captured by a Demonic Cultivator who wanted to refine him into a blood pill. The Demonic Cultivator also wanted to turn Xu Changqing's resentment into a member of their resentment banner.

Finally, he was saved by a girl named Mu Miaomiao, who became his confidante and savior.

He followed Mu Miaomiao for three years, but eventually, she disappeared, and he ventured into the world alone.

Along the way, he encountered countless life-and-death crises, which ultimately forged his formidable combat power. He traversed countless secret realms and obtained numerous cultivation techniques.

Because of these, he was betrayed by his brothers and hunted by assassins.

He even saw his wife try to kill him and his children draw their swords against him.

All along, he had been wandering alone.

He also had moments of luck, finding the inheritance of a Quasi-Emperor and obtaining resources left by a Great Sage. He dared not venture into forbidden zones or search for Great Emperor scriptures.

He also encountered the Ruthless Great Emperor when she was young, during his Dragon Transformation Realm.

Back then, just after breaking through to the Dragon Transformation Realm, he went to a secret realm in the Southern Ridge and met Little Nannan in a town.

To gain future benefits, he chose to invest in Little Nannan.

He gave Little Nannan a stable residence, letting her work in a restaurant, where she could eat and sleep warmly every day. She could also see the road her brother had left from the doorway of her room, anticipating his return.

He also gave Little Nannan several cultivation techniques, including methods for opening the Sea of Suffering and cultivating to the Dragon Transformation Realm.

After doing this, he left.

For three hundred years, he didn't know how many homeless people he had seen, nor how many people he had killed.

Over the years, he had also taken many Dao companions, but they were either killed or threatened.

The day his Dao companion was killed was also the day he felt the most despair, hating himself for his lack of power, hating himself for forming a Dao companion in this chaotic and cruel world.

There was also a time when he found a Quasi-Emperor secret realm and entered it with his confidante, Mu Miaomiao.

But unexpectedly, Mu Miaomiao was captured, and they threatened him to hand over everything he had obtained in the Quasi-Emperor secret realm.

Reluctantly, after giving all his gains to the other party, the other party, true to their word, released Mu Miaomiao and left.

After three hundred years of wandering, he finally cultivated to the peak of the Immortal Second Realm. Just as he was about to sever the Dao, another incident occurred.

He was captured by the elders of his wife's Holy Land. Those elders did not want Xu Changqing to sever the Dao, nor did they want him to rise.

All his possessions were confiscated. Lin Siyu, his wife, had already become the Holy Lord of the Misty Holy Land, but she did not intervene.

At that time, he was in despair. A couple who had shared the same bed for years, only to be captured by people from his own family, and the other party did not show up. His heart turned to ash.

He was imprisoned in a water dungeon and was eventually rescued by a young girl in white.

He still remembered that the girl in white had a Great Dao Treasure Bottle suspended above her head and wore a ring.

Xu Changqing knew that his past deed of helping Little Nannan had paid off...

Snowflakes drifted down, burying Xu Changqing completely in the snowdrift. He reminisced for a very, very long time.

He sat cross-legged on the snow-capped peak, and for a long time, there was no movement. He sat there for a whole month.

Not far from the snow mountain, a black-haired girl's eyes held both affection and endless regret.

She was very beautiful, dressed in a red silk dress, with a standard oval face, a pair of watery eyes, a delicate nose, and small, delicate lips.

She didn't speak, just quietly watched Xu Changqing from a distance.

She was Xu Changqing's savior and confidante, but due to her carelessness and oversight, she was held hostage.

In the end, Xu Changqing paid a heavy price to save her.

The resources he had collected for many years were all gone.

She blamed herself, but she also noticed that since that day, Xu Changqing had become very indifferent, no longer possessing the passion and enthusiasm he once had.

Suddenly, she saw the snow mountain shaking, and the blizzard stopped in mid-air, as if paused.

"Let the past drift away with the wind. I want to forge my own path!"

Xu Changqing's firm voice came from the snowdrift. He had already determined his future path.

He stood up from the snowdrift, shook off the snow from his body, revealing his tall and slender physique. There wasn't a single speck of snow on his black silk robe.

Having endured three hundred years of tempering, his Dao heart had long been as firm as a rock. He would no longer be passionate about trivial matters, nor would he be warm-hearted.

"Severing the Dao, severing the Dao, why sever the Dao?"

"That should be severing myself. The Dao nurtured me; it is equivalent to my father, yet I am committing the heinous act of patricide. How similar is this to my son pointing a sword at me?"

"The paths walked by the Great Emperors of all generations are different, but no one has ever tried to sever all their emotions. Every Great Emperor has bonds in their heart, but I do not!"

"Nothing can defeat me. Perhaps something can bring me down, but it cannot make me submit or concede!"

Xu Changqing's gaze was deep as he looked at the snowy sky. The bright sunlight shone upon him like divine radiance, and his thick black hair whipped wildly in the wind.