One thought arises, and nine lifetimes are doomed; one dream ends, and three thousand worlds are destroyed.
Lin Yuan, a young student at Qingshi Academy, glimpses the secrets of heaven while dozing in class.
The ancestral jade pendant in his arms transforms into a fragment of the Heavenly Dao, while a green seal on his palm etches the stars across the heavens.
From then on, he embarks on a great dream along the path to immortality. In just twenty-eight years, he cultivates a Primordial Dao Body and cleaves the Nine Netherworlds' heavenly demon with his sword.
**Everyone in the cultivation world knows**:
Lingxu Dao Lord is a rare-born Daoist genius, one found only once in countless ages. He established his foundation at three, formed his core at nine, and pointed his sword toward the Sacred Void Realm at twenty-eight.
**But no one knows**:
The wondrous Daoist music he heard as he broke through was actually the cicadas chirping outside the classroom window. The mystic yellow aura that supposedly formed from his merit points was no more than a sliver of sunset slipping across his desk.
**Until that day**:
The river of stars beyond the ninth heaven rolled backward, forming vermilion annotations, and the strike of his life-bound sword cut down only half a peach branch.
The youth, newly awakened from his great dream, gazed at the sword energy still lingering in his palm and saw ink write itself across the rice paper:
**“A thousand years of karma come to nothing. It turns out you, too, were... someone in my dream.”**
Outside, wind and rain shrouded the sky. The fallen peach branch quietly sprouted eerie blood-red veins.
Dreaming of cultivating immortality, super beautiful
Super beautiful, worth recommending