When Lin Fan opens his eyes, a line of gilded characters hangs in the depths of his sea of consciousness: [Invincible Cultivation System successfully bound. Host Lin Fan has been granted cultivation at the Great Dao Realm, allowing him to found a sect and roam the myriad heavens.]
He waves a hand, and ripples spread through the void beneath his fingertips. In the distance, half of a towering mountain range silently collapses. This power far surpasses the “immortals” known to cultivators, reaching the very origin of the Great Dao.
Three days ago, he was a wandering cultivator on the brink of death in the Qinglan Realm, hunted by his enemies until his meridians were severed and his bones shattered. As death approached, the System appeared. It not only healed him but directly raised his cultivation to the Great Dao Realm, a level found only in ancient legends, where one's words become law and the rules themselves are at one's command.
“Now that I possess invincible power, I should establish a sect that will endure through the ages.” Lin Fan gazes at the mountain range beneath him, its clouds roiling. Spiritual energy here is so abundant it has taken tangible form, and nine innate spiritual veins coil through the range. This is the “Lingxiao Immortal Mountain” that came with the System.
He points with two fingers. A ten-thousand-foot radiance instantly rises from the mountain peak, and a chaotic stone stele engraved with the words “Lingxiao Daoist Sect” bursts from the earth. The Daoist aura flowing across it spreads to every corner of the Qinglan Realm.
“I am Lin Fan, master of the Lingxiao Daoist Sect. Today, I establish this sect. Anyone who seeks the Dao may enter my gates, regardless of race or aptitude.”
His voice is not loud, yet it rings across heaven and earth like a great bell. The cultivators of the Qinglan Realm are shaken. Some are suspicious, some disdainful, while those with nowhere else to turn decide to try their luck and hurry toward the radiance.
