Absurd: I'm Always Four Realms Stronger Than My Son

This is a vast fantasy world where mountains are moved, seas are filled, and countless races vie for supremacy. Ye Qingxuan unexpectedly awakened an heaven-defying binding System: his cultivation level would always be four major realms above his son Ye Fan’s!

While his son sat in meditation to cultivate, he could lie flat and automatically reap the benefits of his son’s progress. His son’s cultivation techniques also brought him multiple times the rewards.

With this golden finger that let him win without lifting a finger, Ye Qingxuan, who had raised pigs in his previous life, suddenly saw the way forward: if he wanted to steadily become invincible, he had to carefully “raise” his son into the ultimate cultivation maniac.

From a young age, Ye Fan swore he would surpass his father in this life and overtake the figure looming above him once and for all.

To make good on the boasts he had made in his youth, he became the hardest-working cultivator in the Three Realms, training day and night and pushing himself to the limit. By a stroke of luck, he awakened a divine physique and thought nothing could stand in his way to the summit.

Yet every time he broke through, he looked up and saw his father’s cultivation still far ahead. All he could make out was the distant taillights of the man he could never catch.

Ancient holy lands with ten-thousand-year legacies and ancient imperial clans were willing to ignite a holy war across the continent over a single high-grade spiritual vein. Their endless battles spread until the flames of war reached Ye Qingxuan’s doorstep.

As imperial might swept across the continent, a burly man descended like an exiled immortal. Ye Qingxuan sat sideways in a chair carved from divine-grade spirit stones, calmly revealing a hint of his cultivation.

He was rather helpless. He didn’t want to get involved.

But this constant pestering was disgusting, like maggots. Every day, they fought over the garbage he didn’t want right outside his home.

All the experts present froze, unable to believe it:

“This makes no sense at all!”

“He has no top-grade spiritual vein and no fragments of the Imperial Dao. How could he have reached the Imperial Realm?”

“Could it really be because he’s been absorbing that pitiful amount of waste energy from the outside world?”