Dare I ask the heavens, is there eternity?

The sky was azure, with white clouds drifting leisurely! This damned weather was incredibly clear, with the sun like fire shining down on the earth, filling the air with dryness, making people sweat profusely. The pedestrians coming and going on the street had no choice but to seek shade to escape the scorching heat.

At this moment, a refined young man walked from the east side of the street. He looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a handsome face still carrying a hint of youth. He was dressed in a dark blue brocade robe with cloud patterns, a white jade belt at his waist, and a sharp sword forged from fine steel, intricately decorated.

The young man had a pair of eyes as clear as the bottom of a pool, sparkling and translucent. His hair was black and meticulously neat. His eyes held a steadiness and a hint of sharpness that belied his age.

With his fair, jade-like hands clasped behind his back, he walked slowly along the street, his steps steady and strong. He carried himself with an imposing air and elegant demeanor, his gaze occasionally sweeping around, observing the surrounding sights.

Behind him, several men dressed as servants followed closely, their expressions serious and meticulous. Among them, a middle-aged man in a black robe, with a fawning expression, walked constantly to the young man's left, speaking to him.

"Young Master Heng, look, all of that is our He family's property in Shuangjiang City. Restaurants, pharmacies, everything. Especially the Chunhua Courtyard, that's one of the top three brothels in Shuangjiang City. And the courtesan Qingying, she's..."

At this point, the middle-aged man gave a knowing look that all men would understand, causing the young man's face to stiffen. How embarrassing! He quickly stopped his endless chatter. "Stop! I know all of this already. Manager Sun, you should go back and report to Steward Zhou. I want to wander around by myself."

"How can that be? It's rare for the academy to be quiet, and the young master is out inspecting the family's businesses. Old Zhou asked us to accompany you and be responsible for your safety. How can we leave!" the middle-aged man said anxiously.

"Alright, I'm not a child. I don't need you to protect me. You can go back!" The young man's tone was irrefutable, his eyes filled with sharpness. Seeing this, Manager Sun reluctantly led his men away.

"Good, this world is finally quiet." The young man sighed calmly, raising his head to look at the vast sky, his heart filled with ambition and surging emotion.

It's been over a decade since I came to this world...

His name was He Heng. He was a disciple of the He family in Liang Province, Great Xia Dynasty, Nine Provinces Land, Great Heaven World. He was sixteen years old this year, having achieved some success in the Martial Dao Hundred Bones Realm. He was a disciple of the Flying Immortal Academy, considered a fairly ordinary genius.

Of course, hidden beneath these identities, he had another one. In fact, he possessed memories from another life, from a researcher on a planet of pale blue, in a country called the Heavenly Dynasty. As for what his original name was, that was no longer important.

In those memories, he was someone born during an era of war and turmoil, one of the earliest intellectuals of that country. He had spent his life studying various literatures and histories, and was also proficient in mathematics, physics, and chemistry. After experiencing many hardships, he died of old age in his bed, having lived a full life.

After his death, for some unknown reason, he arrived in this strange world and became a member of the He family.

However, accepting what has come, for someone like He Heng who had already died once, what more could he ask for than to live another life? Especially since this world held the possibility of true longevity!

This world was called the Great Heaven World. It was said to have countless eons of history, with ancient, primeval, archaic, and medieval eras, and its territory was vast and boundless. The area of the central Nine Provinces Land alone was thousands of times larger than his original planet. Beyond the Nine Provinces, there were the even vaster Four Seas, the Savage Lands, the Endless Desert, and more. The vastness of this world was simply unimaginable.

In the current era, the Human Dao flourished, driving the Demon Race, Dragon Race, and Barbarian Race out of the Nine Provinces. They occupied the central Nine Provinces region, which was the most abundant in spiritual energy. The world was ruled by the Great Xia Dynasty, which was said to have been established for a hundred thousand years, with the universe submitting to its rule!

Dynasties like Great Xia were not considered ancient. This world was filled with things far older than Great Xia. Not to mention the ancient sects that claimed to have been passed down from Heavenly Venerates, Buddhas, or existed since time immemorial, whose origins were impossible to investigate, even the He family He Heng belonged to had a history of tens of thousands of years.

What He Heng couldn't understand was that human civilization on Earth, with only a few thousand or tens of thousands of years of history, had produced modern civilization and highly developed science. Yet, in this world, with a recorded history of at least several million years, civilization was still stuck in a feudal or even slave era?

The reason for this was the cultivation that initially made He Heng feel incredulous!

The concept of cultivation, which was considered mythical on Earth in He Heng's previous life, was completely real in this world and permeated the lives of every living being.

By absorbing the infinite spiritual energy filling heaven and earth to temper oneself, and then comprehending the Heavenly Dao, one could coexist with the universe, becoming one with heaven and earth, granting the small human body incredible power!

Those who reached the peak of cultivation could ascend to the nine heavens to grasp the sun and moon, and descend into the seas to subdue dragons! Some could even create their own blessed lands, transcending the mortal world, unafraid of karma and reincarnation, establishing eternal legacies, looking down upon the rise and fall of heaven and earth, and the birth and death of all beings.

Precisely because of these supernatural existences that could grant individuals immense power, those who achieved cultivation, their personal strength completely surpassed the secular world. Mortals could not shake their status at all, which led to the stagnation of social civilization. Those ancient feudal ways had been passed down.

Compared to the Pure Yang True Immortals of legend, who could shake the heavens with a flick of their fingers, pluck stars from the sky, swallow the universe with their breath, and whose every move could shake continents and mountains, mortals were no different from ants. How could they possibly shake the rulers' authority?

When He Heng first arrived in this world, he was skeptical of these things. He simply couldn't believe it, as it completely contradicted the concepts he had held for decades in his previous life. It was truly difficult to accept!

However, after witnessing the terrifying abilities of the cultivators in his own family, who could summon wind and rain, leave their bodies with their primordial spirits, and carry mountains on their shoulders, He Heng felt his entire worldview collapse. This world was simply too... too exaggerated!

"This is unscientific!"

He Heng said with a blank face, then cast aside all his previous life's concepts and common sense. He dedicated himself wholeheartedly to learning cultivation in this world, striving for achievement, to possess that power to overlook heaven and earth, attain longevity, and transcend the mortal world!

In his previous life, he was old and dying, struggling to survive. In this life, he absolutely refused to repeat that fate. He dared to ask the Azure Heaven, is there eternity?

Since he was fortunate enough to arrive in such a mythical world, how could he not reach the highest peak and prove the Extreme of the Great Dao!

With such a goal in mind, He Heng began his life in this world. However, he soon discovered that he was not a legendary genius. Although he couldn't be considered trash, compared to those monstrously talented prodigies, his aptitude for cultivation was terrifyingly poor. No matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't achieve much in this life.

However, He Heng was a person of considerable perseverance (or so he thought). He absolutely refused to blend in with the crowd. Moreover, this world was not without those who, despite poor aptitude, reached the peak. There were many who didn't show their talent when young but became great later in life. He believed that even if his aptitude wasn't good, he might still have a chance to reach the peak.

Just like the Number One on the Pure Yang Ranking, Jun Rushi, known as the Heavenly Sword. He was originally an ordinary disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect, one of the Six Schools of the Mystic Gate. He was unremarkable and not outstanding at all. Compared to the chosen ones of his generation, he was nothing. However, he spent a thousand years honing his sword, without haste or impatience, forging an unparalleled sword, accumulating immense power. One day, his sword qi soared, illuminating the Nine Provinces, suppressing several generations, remaining invincible in the world for three thousand years, pushing aside all opposition, looking down upon the vast human world, lonely as snow!

This was a legend in the hearts of the cultivators of the Nine Provinces today. His life's experience was enough to be written into an epic, inspiring countless cultivators in the Nine Provinces to strive upwards, pursuing the Pure Yang Great Dao. This also inspired He Heng.

Therefore, he came to this Flying Immortal Academy, preparing for preliminary studies, hoping to be accepted into the great sect behind the academy, to gain more opportunities, and to obtain resources and cultivation methods to aid his cultivation. He hoped to one day achieve Pure Yang and become immortal!

The Flying Immortal Academy was an institution jointly established by the Three Religions, Six Schools, and Twelve Sects. In fact, there wasn't just one in Shuangjiang City; there were nearly a hundred scattered throughout the Nine Provinces. Its main purpose was to select fresh blood and cultivate outstanding disciples. Those who performed exceptionally well could directly enter the great sects of the Mystic Sect for training, which was also He Heng's goal. The process was akin to He Heng's nine years of compulsory education in his previous life, followed by a college entrance examination.

Currently, the Mystic Sect was flourishing, suppressing the Great Heaven World, and holding supreme authority. The Three Religions, Six Schools, and Twelve Sects were all the most ancient and powerful inheritances in the Nine Provinces. Each generation's successor was a peak figure who could influence the world's situation. For He Heng, being able to enter any of them would be an immense stroke of luck.

Of course, that was assuming they were willing to accept him. This world was not short of geniuses. Although He Heng's aptitude was passable, in this Flying Immortal Academy, which gathered elites from numerous noble families and outstanding commoners, he could only be considered average. He wasn't the worst, but he was far from excellent.

Although his He family was one of the seventy-two noble families of the Nine Provinces, he was just an ordinary junior, ranking around thirty to forty among the younger generation in the family. He could act arrogantly towards the stewards in Shuangjiang City, but that was only due to his status as a direct descendant of the family. The class consciousness in this world was quite significant; servants were servants, and masters were masters. However, in terms of actual power, he didn't have much.

Whether it was his own strength or his background, he was not outstanding in this Flying Immortal Academy. Naturally, he was just one of the crowd. His goal of entering a great sect of the Mystic Sect was just a goal, and his future was not bright.

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