【Family cultivation, no System, no brainless power fantasy, lighthearted and witty】
Li Changsheng transmigrated into the womb of the Li Clan, an immortal-cultivator family. He thought that as a transmigrator, his path would be smooth all the way to the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao.
Who could have guessed that he would meet an untimely death halfway there, his body and soul perishing?
At that moment, the three-legged black cauldron that had long lain dormant in his mind finally stirred.
“Little Cauldron, it’s been eighty-eight years. Do you know what I’ve been through in all that time?”
“You had to wait until I was dead, stiff, cold, buried, given a headstone, through the seventh-day memorial, and back as a ghost before you finally made your move?”
The little cauldron, his golden finger, only had to lift a finger to bring Li Changsheng back from the dead.
But what he never expected was that this three-legged black cauldron was actually the supreme demonic treasure, the Heavenly Demon Cauldron.
As it resurrected Li Changsheng, it also transformed the spiritual energy in his body into demonic energy.
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“I’ve become a demonic cultivator?”
To pursue the Great Dao of Longevity, Li Changsheng had no choice but to switch to cultivating the Heavenly Demon Arts, bringing the entire Li Clan along with him.
Though he cultivated demonic arts, his heart belonged to the Immortal Dao. Fortunately, the Heavenly Demon Cauldron could disguise itself.
With a golden radiance enveloping it, it transformed into the supreme treasure of the Immortal Dao: the Human Sovereign Cauldron.
With the Human Sovereign Cauldron in hand, he led the whole clan in cultivating the Human Sovereign Arts, slaying demons and monsters as they sought the pinnacle of the Great Dao.
When the Li Clan stood atop the continent, countless immortal sects, clans, and factions rushed to pledge their allegiance, hoping to honor the Li family as the master of the Immortal Dao.
Li Changsheng swept his divine sense over the dantians of his clansmen and couldn’t help wearing a troubled expression.
“Everyone wants to honor us as masters of the Immortal Dao? But my whole clan is made up of great fiends!”
(No System, fast-paced, pure wish fulfillment, with a relatively rigorous setting...)
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