Cultivating Immortality, and I Just Became a Cult Leader!

Chen Chang'an wakes up one morning to find himself the unrivaled leader of the Demonic Cult, with sword after sword pointed at him. What kind of scene is this?

"Former sect master! What stage are we at? At least let me see the board!"

But although these people have swords in their hands, every single one is trembling. So they're afraid of me, huh?

Just to stay alive, Chen Chang'an clasps his hands behind his back, raises his eyes, and speaks in a clear, unhurried voice:

"So the younger generation can now stand before me without kneeling?!"

Seize the fortune of others, command the world from the palm of your hand: that is the Demonic Cult at its very peak.

Child of Fortune: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Don't look down..." Everything really has gone just as the cult master predicted. I am willing to serve you on the battlefield, Cult Master!

Daughter of Fortune: "In life, what is there to lament, in death, what is there to..." This humble woman has long admired the Cult Master. Why say more?

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