You lived a damn long time this time

[In the seventh year, you consolidated your cultivation, then continued tempering yourself in one open secret realm after another.]

[In the eighth year, your fierce swordsmanship drew the attention of some disciples from major sects.

You did not want to attract attention, so you decided to leave and temper yourself somewhere more remote.]

[In the ninth year, you had no idea where you had arrived. You only noticed that cultivators were scarce here, while wizards were everywhere.]

[In the eleventh year, while cultivating nearby, you happened to encounter a cultivator from the outside world who had come here to temper himself.

He told you that the cultivation world was in turmoil. Ten thousand miles away, several sects had already been wiped out by the Yin Corpse Sect.

The nearby sects were all bracing themselves as though facing a formidable enemy.

You let out a long sigh and remained silent for a long time.]

[In the seventeenth year, you broke through a minor realm and reached the core formation middle stage.

After consolidating your cultivation, you suddenly felt like going out for a while.]

[In the twenty-third year, you traveled around the outside world and discovered that heavenly materials and earthly treasures were rather scarce here.

Only after asking around did you learn that the chaos caused by the Yin Corpse Sect had stirred evil cultivators everywhere back into action.

Even this place, ten thousand miles away, had been affected by evil cultivators, who had plundered many resource sites.

You wanted to find a paradise beyond the world and live in seclusion, but your sword heart would not allow you to sink into such complacency.

You decided to step forward and wage war against those evil cultivators wreaking havoc everywhere.]

[In the thirty-third year, after nine years of intermittent fighting, your reputation grew ever greater, and the Greenwood Sword in your hand grew ever sharper.

However, you also attracted the attention of some nascent soul old devils.

After a little thought, you decided to leave again.

No matter where you went, it would not stop you from fighting those evil cultivators anyway.]

[In the thirty-eighth year, after another five years of fighting, your cultivation broke through again, reaching the core formation late stage.

After consolidating your realm, you began considering how to achieve Core-Breaking Ascension.

You felt somewhat torn between cultivating in seclusion and continuing to fight.]

[In the thirty-ninth year, you traveled for another year and finally decided to seek an opportunity for Core-Breaking Ascension through battle.]

[In the forty-third year, your reputation grew ever more resounding, once again attracting the attention of several nascent soul old devils.

This time, you decided not to flee. Instead, you chose to join several friends in confronting those nascent soul old devils.

Together, you formed a sword formation, with you serving as its cutting edge, and actually drove back the attacking nascent soul old devils through sheer force.

You felt exhilarated beyond measure, and your sword's ringing cry carried for dozens of miles.]

[In the forty-fifth year, you carelessly fell into a trap and were trapped by a nascent soul old devil.

Just as you teetered on the brink of death, you unleashed the strand of sword intent that had been sealed in your sea of consciousness for decades.

Sword light flashed past, and you grievously wounded the nascent soul old devil before you with a single strike.

You seized the chance to counterattack.

After a fierce battle, you actually turned the tables and killed the nascent soul old devil.

This battle brought your sword heart close to perfection, and you decided to enter seclusion to break through.]

[In the forty-sixth year, you successfully shattered your core and condensed a nascent soul.

From that point onward, you were no longer an unknown in this world.

Whenever young cultivators saw you, they had to address you as Ancestor.]

[In the forty-eighth year, you united several sects and prepared to launch a counterattack against the local evil cultivators.

In this battle, your sword light swept across the battlefield, and no one could withstand you.

The other nascent soul ancestors were utterly amazed.

After this battle, you were acclaimed as the alliance leader of several sects in the region.]

[In the fifty-sixth year, under your forceful suppression, the local evil cultivators had all but vanished without a trace.

Yet as time passed, the fearsome reputation of the Yin Corpse Sect only grew.

Some cultivators from distant regions had already fled to this remote place for refuge.]

[In the sixtieth year, more and more cultivators arrived seeking refuge, taking up many of this region's cultivation resources.

Discontent gradually began to arise among your local sects.

But you suppressed all those voices.

Because you knew the Yin Corpse Sect would not run rampant forever.]

[In the seventy-third year, although you knew someone would bring an end to the Yin Corpse Sect, you underestimated the intensity of the local cultivators' resistance.

Over the years, quite a few local cultivators had died in clashes with the newcomers.

The situation left you utterly overwhelmed, your head scorched and your brow singed.]

[In the eighty-fifth year, those petty matters left you with no peace of mind to cultivate. You finally resolved to resign as alliance leader and withdraw from the world to cultivate.]

[In the ninety-third year, the world outside grew ever more chaotic, yet no one dared disturb you.

After cultivating in peace for more than a decade, you broke through again and became a nascent soul middle stage cultivator.

You decided to remain in seclusion and wait until the situation had completely settled.]

[In the one hundred and ninth year, Li Changge burst onto the scene and grievously wounded the Yin Corpse Sect's peak-level elder.

The righteous cultivators were immensely invigorated, and waves of counterattacks against the evil cult surged everywhere.

After a century, you heard that familiar name again and could not help sighing inwardly.

This time, however, your state of mind was much calmer. You simply resolved never to visit that continent to the east again.]

[In the one hundred and thirty-sixth year, under Li Changge's leadership, the righteous cultivators finally overran the Yin Corpse Sect.

The Yin Corpse Sect's spirit transformation ancestor, who had thrown dozens of eastern sects into turmoil for a century, finally met his end.

Li Changge was hailed as the Sword Immortal.]

[In the one hundred and fifty-seventh year, your cultivation broke through once more, reaching the nascent soul late stage.

Apart from those spirit transformation ancestors, you now had few rivals.

You finally could no longer bear the solitude and prepared to travel.]

[In the two hundred and sixty-third year, you had traveled the continent for over a century, witnessing countless joys and sorrows of mortal life, and your cultivation realm grew ever more profound.

Yet you still could not see an opportunity to break through to spirit transformation.

You knew you had hit a bottleneck.]

[In the three hundred and fifth year, you had spent several more decades searching painstakingly, yet still could not see an opportunity to break through.

So you decided to establish a sect and pass down what you had learned.]

[In the four hundred and thirty-sixth year, your sect gradually flourished under your protection, and you, too, became an ancestor in the mouths of others.

Yet you still could not find an opportunity to break through to spirit transformation.]

[In the five hundred and eightieth year, a second nascent soul elder finally emerged in your sect, giving you hope that its legacy would endure.

In excellent spirits, you indulged in a few cups of spirit wine, a rare occurrence for you.

When you sobered up the next day, you were astonished to discover that your bottleneck seemed to have loosened slightly.

After pondering for a long time, you dimly glimpsed a direction toward your breakthrough.]

[In the six hundred and thirtieth year, just as you were agonizing over how to achieve spirit transformation, another momentous event occurred in the east.

Li Changge actually raised his sword against the heavens, pointing it straight at the firmament!

Heavenly thunder rolled, and lightning shrouded half the sky, lingering for dozens of days.

When the lightning finally dispersed, Li Changge was nowhere to be found. In the thousand-zhang-deep crater blasted out by heavenly thunder, only an Immortal Sword remained, flickering with lightning.

You were deeply shaken.

After a fierce struggle within yourself, you ultimately decided to visit the site of Li Changge's tribulation and investigate.]

[In the six hundred and thirty-first year, you arrived at the place where Li Changge had undergone his tribulation.

The thunderclouds here still had not dispersed, and from time to time, a bolt of heavenly thunder struck the Immortal Sword at the bottom of the crater.

As you felt the blazing majesty of heaven, the awe in your heart defied description.]

[In the six hundred and thirty-third year, you had cultivated at the edge of the thunderclouds for two years. While comprehending the intent of heavenly thunder, you also tried to resonate with the Immortal Sword beneath the thunderclouds.]