(A new novel begins! Sign-in + weaving myths + establishing the rules of Cultivation + helping everyone rise. Packed with satisfying moments, and the protagonist won't suffer!)
Spiritual energy has been depleted for three thousand years! Immortal sects lie in ruins, divine beasts have become wild monsters, and people fight tooth and nail just to take a single breath of spiritual energy!
I, Ye Chen, arrived in this godforsaken mountain wilderness and was stuck here, surviving through sign-ins for a whole hundred years!
Just as I was about to starve to death, the System suddenly exploded with a notification: [Ding! Congratulations, Host, you've activated [Myth Weaver]!]
“What? Weave myths?”
On a whim, I made up a story about a broken stone tablet: “This is a fragment of the Investiture of the Gods. Touch it and you can become an immortal!”
The next second, the stone tablet blazed with golden light, and the elders of the immortal sects scrambled to their knees to fight over it!
Then I spun a tale about a wild deer at the foot of the mountain: “This is an ancient immortal deer. Drink its saliva and you can awaken a spiritual root!”
The next day, cultivators across the land were chasing after herds of deer, and even people in mortal villages were becoming immortals!
A mighty demon cultivator comes looking for trouble? I'll invent a legend that says, “Demon Forbidden Ground. All who enter will die,” and make him vanish into thin air on the spot!
Only later did I realize that the immortals and gods of this world hadn't disappeared at all
I just hadn't made them up yet!
Now, I'll personally weave this declining world back into a golden age of the immortal realm!
