Lord: As a Cultivator, I Lead the Revival of Magic in Another World

[Western Fantasy] [Lord] [Farming] [Witches]

When a mighty cultivator of the Void Refinement realm opens his eyes, he finds himself transformed into a noble lord exiled to a cursed land?

There's no spiritual energy in this other world? Then I'll pursue the Dao through martial arts and forge a golden core of martial might.

My territory is weak? Then I'll establish the Church of the Goddess of Magic to spread the red faith, open a mountain sect, and take in disciples to teach them the Way.

Witches? I'll take them in, of course. Aren't their magical organs just spiritual roots? I have a method for cultivating immortality through magic.

I've reached the world's limit of cultivation? Then I'll establish a magic academy and lead the world's magical resurgence.

Can't attain sainthood through the flesh? Then I'll develop magical technology and forge mecha for the gods of magic.

Years later, when the Abyssal Demons who destroyed countless worlds arrive in this one, they find it filled with close-combat mages casting spells with magic swords. Waiting to meet them are the elite mecha pilots selected through the worldwide game Mech God, a sky full of interstellar mother ships, and the Church of the Goddess of Magic's mountain sanctuary, perched high above the clouds. Lu An, now an Ancestral Daoist, quietly seals off all of space and time and says, “You couldn't accept your defeat, so you tried to reverse time. And how did that turn out? You're still going to have to face me.”