After the Spiritual Qi Revival, I Built the First Sect

After the spiritual qi revival, Shen Nian inherited the legacy of an ancient sect and spent three years cultivating in seclusion in a small secret realm.

When he finally passed the trials of the inheritance System and returned to the human world, he discovered that everyone believed he had died in the great earthquake that came with the dawn of the new era.

His father had abandoned his mother, and the childhood friend who had confessed to him three years ago, overcome with grief, had actually found himself a stand-in.

Shen Nian: Who wants to be this damn unrequited first love? They can have it!

Life was hard, so he could only throw himself into building a career.

Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, Shen Nian slowly put up the recruitment guide for the first generation of disciples of the Xuanqing Sect:

"Outer disciples: two low-grade spirit stones and ten jin of spirit grain per month."

"Inner disciples: five low-grade spirit stones and twenty jin of spirit grain per month."

"Core disciples: ten low-grade spirit stones and thirty jin of spirit grain per month."

The moment the notice went up, the entire base erupted!

Later, when he set foot on the legendary, ethereal path to immortality and looked down from above, he suddenly realized an eternal truth:

Those so-called weaklings are all ants. If you aren't strong enough, you can only sit there and wait to get beaten up.

A certain ancient demon king standing beside him above the clouds quietly reached out, clinging tightly to a thread of worldly attachment entwined around the immortal. A hint of madness simmered in his pupils.

Let me go flatten everything.

Reader's Note:

Bottom protagonist, a golden finger growth progression story.

Theme: Keep forging ahead.