Qing Province.
Heavenly Mist Domain, Primordial Mountain Range.
Lin Feng stood atop a massive boulder on the mountain peak, gazing into the distance.
Clouds churned around the mountainside, a river of stars cascaded in the distance, and a brilliant rainbow arched between two peaks.
The scenery before him was like a fairyland in a painting.
"Not bad!"
"I never imagined there'd be such a beautiful place here."
Lin Feng exclaimed in admiration. He had a handsome face and looked like a fresh-faced youth.
In truth, however, he was already six thousand years old.
At least, that was how long it had been since he transmigrated into this cultivation world.
For six thousand years, he had stuck to the principle of keeping a low profile and growing stronger without taking risks.
As a result, the name Lin Feng was completely unknown.
But if you asked about the aliases he'd used before, you could pick any one of them...
Every single one was famous throughout the world, with a fearsome reputation.
Even today, legends of "him" could still be found all across the Eastern Profound Continent.
"I'll sleep here!"
"After this, I should be able to break through to the late stage of Tribulation Transcendence."
Lin Feng smiled, thoroughly satisfied with this place to sleep.
In this world, cultivators' realms were divided into:
Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Void Refinement, Body Integration, Mahayana, and Tribulation Transcendence.
Nine major realms!
Above those was the True Immortal, who had escaped the Heavenly Dao and roamed free for eternity.
However...
Lin Feng had already achieved immortality the moment he transmigrated.
Cultivation was merely a pursuit of strength.
What's more, his method of cultivation was different from that of other cultivators.
He had become immortal from the very beginning, but every thousand years, he needed to sleep for a time, with each slumber lasting anywhere from a decade to several decades.
While asleep, he would enter a mysterious state.
It was just like dreaming...
Lin Feng cultivated in his dreams, feeling as though he had divine assistance. His cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, improving with every passing day.
He had already gone into hibernation five times.
His cultivation had reached the early stage of Tribulation Transcendence, and the further he went, the harder it became to break through.
Next...
Lin Feng first used a spell to carve out a cave dwelling halfway up the mountain.
Then, within a hundred miles of the cave, he laid the Myriad Heavens Great Tribulation Array.
In a circle within it, he set up the Ten Directions Heavenly Gate Death Array.
A little further in, he successively arranged the Greater Heavenly Cycle Demon-Slaying Array and the Lesser Heavenly Cycle Soul-Locking Array.
All of these were deadly arrays. Interlocking, they multiplied one another's power!
"Still not enough!"
Lin Feng took out various magical treasures and talismans, using the cave as their center as he laid down layer upon layer of restrictions and traps.
Finally, he used an unparalleled secret art to shield himself from the Heavenly Secrets, hiding this whole region within the void.
Only after finishing all this...
Did he dust off his hands and smile with satisfaction.
What had kept him from failing even once in several thousand years?
Nothing but two things: caution and keeping a low profile.
Suddenly, Lin Feng looked into the distance, his gaze seeming to pierce through space and reach a faraway place.
"I'm off to sleep!"
"Floods can rage behind me for all I care! Ha ha!"
With that, he vanished in a flash and entered the cave dwelling.
The surrounding space warped and blurred until the cave's entrance had completely closed.
Spring passed and autumn came.
In the blink of an eye, more than a decade went by.
One day, the weather was bright and sunny.
Yet something happened on the Eastern Profound Continent—a momentous event that sent the entire continent into an uproar and drove countless people into a frenzy.
The Immortal Great Emperor's diary had been discovered!
Word had it that a group of independent cultivators had stumbled upon it by chance while searching for treasure and exploring. They had accidentally entered a cave dwelling where the Immortal Great Emperor had once secluded himself, and found the diary inside.
When the news spread, the world was shaken.
Even the ancient sects, Holy Lands, and Ancient Clans were stirred into action.
The old monsters who usually hid beneath the surface emerged as well.
The Immortal Diary was like a thunderbolt from the heavens, blasting out everything that normally kept a low profile.
After all, the Immortal Great Emperor's reputation was simply too immense!
He was acknowledged throughout the Cultivation World as one of the strongest cultivators alive, a peerless emperor whose might surpassed all who had come before or since.
He was the very symbol of mystery and invincibility!
The Immortal Great Emperor was unmatched in cultivation, spells, alchemy, crafting, and formations.
He had roamed the world for thousands of years without ever suffering a defeat.
Yet no one had ever known his true identity!
Was the veil finally about to be lifted from this mysterious emperor?
As time passed...
The feverish excitement gradually turned into an atmosphere of deadly hostility, spreading across the entire world!
Everyone wanted to seize the diary!
An unprecedented storm of bloodshed was brewing.
"This can't go on!"
"If we fight, who can guarantee they'll be the last one standing?"
Inside a grand, ancient hall, dozens of the most powerful cultivators of the age argued until their faces were red.
They were representatives of the Immortal Sects, Holy Lands, and Ancient Clans.
The diary had already been sealed with a secret art, and the Supreme Elders of the various factions were personally guarding it. No one was allowed near.
In the hall, an elderly man in a dark robe, his spirits hale and his eyes bright, glanced around before speaking slowly:
"Fellow Daoists, if we handed the diary over to you now, who among you would dare take it back?"
"..."
For a moment, everyone's eyes flickered, but not one dared to answer.
After thinking it over, they had all come to understand: everyone wanted the Immortal Diary, but no one could afford to claim it!
This thing was now a tribulation bolt from the Ninth Heaven.
Anyone who touched it would die!
Those present represented the most powerful factions in the world, but that didn't mean they were truly invincible.
There were plenty of old monsters who rarely showed themselves, and they were watching too.
The whole Cultivation World had its eyes on them!
Whoever took the diary would never know peace again, and would surely be caught in an endless cycle of assassinations and attacks.
"Elder Heavenly Secret, what do you think we should do?"
The old man known as Elder Heavenly Secret smiled faintly and said, "Simple. One shouldn't claim all the good fortune for oneself. Sharing the joy is better than enjoying it alone."
"The Heavenly Secret Pavilion will publish this diary!"
"Let every cultivator in the world share it!"
As soon as he said this, the whole hall was stunned. Every face was stricken with shock.
The air fell silent.
In the end, after discussing it among themselves, everyone present agreed with Elder Heavenly Secret.
"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"
Some even slapped the table and cried out in admiration!
This way, they would completely avoid the risk of the Immortal Diary being monopolized by a single sect.
Everyone would be equal. That was fine!
Besides, even if the diary really contained an unparalleled cultivation technique, how could ordinary cultivators compete with them once they all knew about it?
In the end, all the factions unanimously agreed to have the Heavenly Secret Pavilion publish the diary's contents to the world.
They would enter the contents into the Communication Array and publish a few pages each day to prevent any cheating.
Naturally, the whole world celebrated the outcome.
And so, a world-shaking storm was averted.
The sun rose and the moon set.
Soon, it was time for the Immortal Diary to be published for the first time.
At that moment, the great powers of the Cultivation World, ordinary mortals, and the various demon races all held their breath and waited eagerly.
On the Communication Arrays spread across the continent by the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, screens of light illuminated.
One by one, the words slowly appeared.
Page One of the Immortal Great Emperor's Diary:
[Dammit! (It's a kind of plant.)]
[I've transmigrated!]
[Of all the ridiculous things, this actually happened to me!]
[I never wanted to transmigrate!]
[And where's my cheat? I just looked everywhere, but there's neither a Soul Grandpa nor a system!]
[System, get out here!!]
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