Honghuang: Reborn as Han Zhi Xian, I Steadily Cultivate to Sainthood

The wind rises from the tip of a duckweed, and the dance stirs the nine heavens.

By chance, Han Zhi Xian turns the tables and kills an extraterrestrial demon. She not only gains a transmigrator's memories and learns the tragic future of the Investiture of the Gods calamity, but also awakens heaven-defying comprehension!

Thinking of the tragedy awaiting her, dying in the future and having her name inscribed on the Investiture of the Gods, Han Zhi Xian looks at the Wind Bag in her hands. There is only one thought in her mind: Keep a low profile and don't take risks!

King Father of the East of the Immortal Court? A corpse in its grave. Not even a dog would go!

The Demon Race's Heavenly Court? Destined to fall. Absolutely not joining!

The Chan Sect? Yuanshi is cruel and ruthless, and its Golden Immortals are utterly hypocritical. The farther away, the better!

The Jie Sect? Although Sect Master Tongtian is righteous, everyone becomes cannon fodder in the great calamity. Only a fool would go there to die!

The primordial world is too dangerous, and she can't afford to get entangled in karma. Han Zhi Xian decides to spend this life as a rogue cultivator, keeping to her own sanctuary and never setting foot outside!

Using her heaven-defying comprehension, she deduces the Great Dao of Wind. She creates the Nine Heavens Divine Wind Art, develops the Chaos Storm Scripture, refines Void Wind Eyes, and gathers wind spirits from countless worlds, vowing to attain the Primordial Realm through the Dao of Wind!

She only wanted to keep a low profile until the end of time, but troublemakers keep coming after her.

The Investiture of the Gods calamity begins, and the saints take the field. Then a world-ending gale tears through chaos and shatters the firmament.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.