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Shi Xuan, a Nascent Soul Pill Master from another world, transmigrated into a cultivation trash with five-spirit roots. Her original top-tier single fire spirit root...
Shi Xuan pursed her lips. Clearly, what she saw was not a divine-level cultivation technique, or even a cultivation technique at all.
“It seems to be a biography,” Shi Xuan said to Lu Shenzhi as he flipped through the pages. “It’s written a bit like a storybook.”
"The owner of this place must really love this book." That's right, such a treasured book hidden in a secret compartment is not common in the cultivation world.
Not to mention that very few people in the cultivation world read storybooks, even if they do, it's just for entertainment. What is truly valued is always something useful.
Therefore, it would be more reasonable to put a cultivation technique inside.
But it was precisely because of this irrationality that Shi Xuan read the booklet more carefully.
The protagonist here is named Xin Yao. He has a single fire spiritual root and has shown exceptional talent in cultivation since childhood. In addition, he cultivates with extraordinary diligence, and his cultivation level increases rapidly.
As a teenager, Xin Yao was optimistic, cheerful, and kind-hearted. He was the kind of person who would always lend a helping hand to those in need. He was also extremely loyal and generous to his friends, and was quite well-known among the independent cultivators.
Later, during a trial in a secret realm for Golden Core cultivators, he was falsely accused of being a demonic cultivator for competing with a disciple of a major sect for resources, and was subsequently hunted down by several major sects in the secret realm.
Xin Yao was unable to defend himself and was labeled a demonic cultivator. Several major sects joined forces to block him, leaving Xin Yao with no way out. As a result, he was unable to leave the secret realm even when it closed and was trapped inside.
After living alone in the secret realm for several years, one day the secret realm suddenly collapsed, and he was randomly ejected from another exit to a new continent.
There, people cultivate to a higher level, and the various techniques are more complete.
Unable to find a way home, he settled down on that continent temporarily, and many years later, he became one of the most powerful figures on that continent.
Two hundred years later, Xin Yao still couldn't forget his homeland. By this time, he had cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage and found a way back. So, Xin Yao, in the Nascent Soul stage, returned to the continent where he was born and raised.
To their surprise, upon returning home, they discovered that their homeland was undergoing a great catastrophe and was on the verge of collapse.
Among those who had previously pursued and intercepted him, some had become sect leaders.
But the situation was critical at this time, and Xin Yao could not care about past grievances. He stepped in to help the major sects resolve this calamity, and was seriously injured in the process.
Unexpectedly, after all the crises were resolved, the sect leaders and elders of the major sects who had greeted him with smiles when they needed him suddenly changed their tune, reclassifying him as a demonic cultivator and declaring that they would act on behalf of Heaven to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path.
Under their combined attack, Xin Yao was wounded even more severely. With his last breath, he tore through space and was randomly teleported to the territory of the demon race.
The booklet ended there, with no further developments.
Shi Xuan was engrossed in reading it, and then it just ended there? This storybook is poorly written. Shouldn't the protagonist, after suffering hardships in the beginning, recover from his injuries and return to seek revenge? Why does it abruptly end at the point of escape?
Where can you find a storybook that's only half-written like this?
But soon, Shi Xuan realized that something was wrong.
She and Lu Shenzhi exchanged a glance, both seeing the same meaning in each other's eyes: this booklet probably isn't some kind of storybook after all.
The reason I say that is because there are just too many coincidences involved!
Where is this place? It's the place where Lu Wenxing inherited his legacy, and they all know that Lu Wenxing awakened the bloodline of the demon race. And the booklet records that the tragic powerful being finally tore through space and arrived in the territory of the demon race.
Furthermore, his single fire spiritual root also happens to match Lu Wenxing's.
When Lu Wenxing first joined the Lianfeng Sword Sect, he was a rare and top-grade fire spirit root. Although the inheritance of spirit roots has a certain probability, it was too much of a coincidence that Xin Yao also happened to have a single fire spirit root.
In addition, there are many aspects of their continent's history that were interrupted eight hundred years ago, including the legendary great catastrophe...
If we extend our thinking further, could it be that this powerful being perished after having a child with a demon woman, and his descendants or followers wanted to resurrect him? Could this "New Life" organization be "Xin Sheng"?
"Senior Brother..." Shi Xuan looked at Lu Shenzhi.
Lu Shenzhi had obviously thought of many things as well: "So, the savior they've been talking about is Xin Yao's savior?"
If what's written in this booklet is true, then he really is a savior.
Shi Xuan, who was just lamenting that the booklet didn't have a revenge ending, immediately lost interest.
Regardless of whether what's said in this pamphlet is true or false, it's clear that the "Newcomer" organization is taking it seriously.
And who says there was no subsequent revenge? It's just that the process of revenge wasn't written into the booklet, but was actually carried out in practice.
Shi Xuan never imagined that the revenge stories in the novels would one day play out in her own life, and that she would be the one being avenged. And her second senior brother, very likely a descendant of Xin Yao, had suddenly become the avenger…
Life is truly unpredictable.
Shi Xuan put away the booklet. There were still many details that hadn't been sorted out, but Shi Xuan already had a basic idea.
"What should we do?" Shi Xuan asked. "Should we tell our second senior brother about this?"
Lu Shenzhi thought for a moment and replied, "Go ahead and tell me. There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. It's better for him to know beforehand than to be caught unprepared for an unexpected situation later."
That makes sense.
Shi Xuan felt that, given his second senior brother's personality, he probably wouldn't think it was a big deal. After all, he was someone who could easily accept his half-demon identity, and his ability to withstand pressure was beyond that of ordinary people.
The two left the study, where a group of people had gathered in the circular area, clearly having already seen all the rooms.
Lu Wenxing was completely baffled: "Where is the inheritance? Wasn't it said there would be an inheritance?"
Shi Xuan looked at the room full of people. This didn't seem like someone who had come to receive a legacy; some people would believe they had come to cause trouble.
"Everyone come out first, let Second Senior Brother search by himself," Shi Xuan said. After all, with so many people surrounding Lu Wenxing, it was possible that Lu Wenxing had been kidnapped.
Sure enough, just as everyone was leaving the circular area, or more accurately, moving away from Lu Wenxing, Lu Wenxing suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Subsequently, the more than twenty people who had come with them also disappeared from the spot.
There was actually a formation here that they couldn't see!
No one felt any discomfort; they just felt that the scene before them had completely changed in an instant.
Apart from Lu Wenxing, who disappeared, the remaining twenty-one people were all in the same room.
The room was very spacious, with only a single column standing in the very center.
At this moment, a soft chanting sound emanated from the cylinder, carrying a peculiar rhythm that soothed the heart simply by listening to it.
This is... preaching!