The Outcast: I Left Seclusion with Reverse Life, Not Heavenly Mastery, and Stunned the World of Otherworlders

[The Outcast, invincible, folk customs, no heroine, War of Resistance era, righting regrets, seeking immortality and pursuing the Dao, earthly immortal, extremely young in age but senior in generation, packed with Daoist allusions]

Gu Qingxuan, terminally ill, transmigrates by chance into the world of The Outcast and becomes the martial uncle of Zuo Ruotong of the Three-One Sect.

With heaven-defying comprehension, he grasps the basics at three, reaches the third level of cultivation at five, and at seven goes into seclusion to deconstruct the Threefold Reversal technique. He remains there until the present day.

Now that he has emerged from seclusion, he finds that his nephew, Zuo Ruotong, has realized that the third level of Threefold Reversal cannot reach Heaven, and his Daoist heart has shattered.

“Ruotong, your enlightenment still isn’t enough. I knew at five that the third level of Threefold Reversal couldn’t reach Heaven. So what?”

“Our founding patriarch was wrong from the very root. The heart of Threefold Reversal was never about reaching the third level.”

“I have now successfully deconstructed and rebuilt our sect’s technique. Techniques may have their limits, but the Dao does not.”

With a mere wave of his hand, Gu Qingxuan easily cures the hidden injuries Zuo Ruotong sustained in cultivation.

“Ruotong, my nephew, you still have a lot of practicing to do.”

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Gu Qingxuan: I can keep Threefold Reversal running while shooting devils with a foreign rifle. I wield the sun and moon and pluck the stars. There’s no one else like me in this world.

Zhang Zhiwei: In front of Immortal Qingxuan, I have no right to act arrogant.

Li Muxuan: I was such a fool. I really should have learned Threefold Reversal back then.

Wu Gensheng: That day, I saw a true immortal. My tricks were nothing but a joke.

Gu Qingxuan: Since the Three-One Sect got everything wrong from the root, let’s just call ourselves the Nine-One Sect from now on. As they say, nine nines return to one.

Sichong: Martial uncle, please think this through! You absolutely mustn’t!

Lu Jin: Martial granduncle, I brought you your candied hawthorns! Next time you want some, just tell us juniors. You don’t have to sneak down the mountain and steal them from the market vendors!