Chapter 1

In the Qianyuan Continent, in the Great Yan Prefecture, lies the Zhenxian Sect.

In the majestic council hall, six elders sat solemnly, with the one in the center frowning deeply and his face grave.

"Three months ago, the Sect Master and the Grand Elder, among others, went to the Bi Luo Sea to seek opportunities. There was no news until this morning, when the jade tokens in the Yuxian Hall, which carried their soul auras, all shattered!"

This was Elder Wu Yuan, the Ninth Elder.

Previously, at gatherings of this level, he would never have had a chance to speak, but now, he was the highest-ranking and most powerful person in the entire sect.

"The shattering of the jade tokens indicates that the cultivators have lost their souls and are completely dead..." The faces of the others turned pale.

"Although the Zhenxian Sect is one of the top ten sects in the Great Yan Prefecture, it ranks at the bottom. With the Sect Master and many elders experiencing such a disaster, we won't just lose our status as a first-class sect; we might even fall into crisis and face the risk of being wiped out due to our weakened strength."

Elder Wu Yuan, with a heavy heart, said, "I have gathered you all here to find a good solution and to help us get through this difficult time."

In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak. Without high-level combat power, being swallowed by other forces is a common occurrence.

"This time, many sects went to the Bi Luo Sea. Even if we try to cover up the news of the Sect Master and others' demise, it will definitely spread... However, it will take some time for the news to fully circulate. We can make preparations in advance. The most urgent task is to stabilize the hearts of the people and prevent the sect from falling into chaos!"

"Stabilizing the internal before dealing with the external... It's easy to say, but hard to do! Unless we can find a powerful or highly respected person to take over as Sect Master, or if one of us can break through, it will be difficult to stop this panic."

"If breaking through were so easy, the Sect Master and the others wouldn't have taken such risks..."

Everyone fell silent.

"Breaking through is difficult, and finding an outsider to be the Sect Master would not only fail to gain the trust of the people but also bring greater trouble. Since that's the case... Can we ask Little Uncle to come out of seclusion?"

Elder Yuan Buyi suddenly said.

Everyone was taken aback: "You mean Little Uncle Su Yin?"

Ten years ago, at the annual disciple selection conference, an 8-year-old child named Su Yin appeared out of nowhere, possessing a先天道体 (先天道体, innate Dao body) and a仙灵血脉 (仙灵血脉, immortal bloodline)... To obtain this genius, the Master himself personally intervened, competing with the Sect Masters of other major sects.

After a bloody battle, the Master won but was severely injured. Due to his advanced age, he passed away not long after.

This child's talent was so extraordinary that even the Master didn't dare to take him as a disciple. Instead, he took him as a disciple on behalf of the Master, making him the youngest uncle and the highest-ranking person in the Zhenxian Sect.

"Little Uncle entered the sect and was immediately arranged by the Master to stay in the forbidden area at the back mountain. He has never come out. Even with an innate Dao body, after only ten years of cultivation, his strength is likely limited. Asking him to come out... might not be very effective!"

"An unparalleled genius fought over by countless sects, plus being the highest-ranking person, should be enough..."

"Is there anyone else more suitable?"

"No..."

"Since that's the case, we should ask him to come out, but there are some things we need to discuss in advance."

After a brief discussion, Elder Wu Yuan made the decision: "Given the current situation, regardless of Little Uncle's actual strength, we must all agree to say that his cultivation has reached the Sect Master level, surpassing the ordinary! This way, other ambitious sects will be deterred, and all disciples will feel reassured."

Cultivation is divided into nine realms: Gathering Breath, Casting Yuan, Transcending Dust, Opening Heaven, Divine Palace, Sect Master, Inheritance, Eternity, and Immortal. Each realm has nine sub-levels.

Only those who reach the sixth realm, the Sect Master level, are qualified to lead a first-class sect, establish a sect, and be revered by all.

The recently deceased Sect Master and their Master both reached this level of strength.

Most of them were at the third or fourth level of the Divine Palace realm.

Little Uncle has been in the back mountain, and even they don't know his strength, let alone the outside world. Since that's the case... we might as well say he is an unparalleled expert.

"Spreading the news quietly and creating a buzz is easy, but what about Little Uncle? He will have to meet others, and I'm afraid it might be exposed!"

Elder Yuan Buyi frowned.

"I have a Firefly Silk Robe. Once worn, it can conceal one's cultivation and aura, making it difficult even for peak Sect Master-level experts to detect. We can give it to Little Uncle and instruct him to pretend to be a high-level cultivator, and not to act unless it's a matter of life and death... In the short term, it should be hard to detect."

Elder Wu Yuan said.

"There's no other choice!"

Although lying is not good, given the current situation of the sect, there is no other solution.

"Since we agree, let's ask him to come out now!"

Seeing no objections, Elder Wu Yuan didn't say more. He called out, and two disciples in their twenties entered. After receiving their instructions, they hurriedly headed to the back mountain.

...

At the back mountain of the Zhenxian Sect.

What is called a forbidden area is more like a cemetery for the ancestors of the sect, with graves and tombstones everywhere.

Painting Sage Wu Daoxian, Chess Sage Huang Longtian, Calligraphy Sage Wang Qiancheng, Music Sage Li Wannian...

The tombstones recorded the names of many great figures, though whether they were real or not was unknown.

"You have completed the tests of 36 ancient sages, including the Music Sage, Chess Sage, Calligraphy Sage, Food Sage, and Agriculture Sage. You have passed the final test perfectly. From now on, you are free!"

In a small hut in a corner of the forbidden area, a faint remnant of an elder's soul looked at the young boy in front of him and smiled.

"Passed?" The boy's eyes welled up with tears, and he couldn't believe it: "Can I start cultivating now?"

This was none other than Little Uncle, Su Yin!

Ten years, a whole decade!

Everyone in the Zhenxian Sect thought he was diligently cultivating, but only he knew that he hadn't touched any cultivation techniques. Every day, he was learning various things...

Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, blacksmithing, cooking, carving...

Each skill was taught and supervised by a remnant soul until he passed the test and could leave...

Do you know how I spent these ten years?

If I had studied this hard for the college entrance exam, I would have long been admitted to Tsinghua...

Indeed, Su Yin was a穿越者 (穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者,穿越者