This Cultivation Academy Is Not Normal

[New novel: NPC He Flirts Without Knowing It [Infinite]. Please add it to your reading list!]

In his previous life, Xie Jiangxue saved a pitiful little thing, only to have his spiritual core dug out and his spiritual roots severed. For decades, everyone denounced him.

After being reborn, he... still saved the pitiful little thing.

But this time, he dug out his own spiritual core and severed his own spiritual roots. The start of all the evil in his previous life was erased before it could even happen.

Xie Jiangxue thought he had finally escaped the path fate had laid out for him.

Yet the people around him grew stranger and stranger...

Once, he had been a moon high on an unreachable branch, beyond anyone's grasp. Now he'd fallen into the dust, where anyone could bully him.

Those secret, unspoken desires and affections from the past, damp and filthy in the dead of night, seemed as though they might finally be more than mere fantasies.

Some hearts began to stir, and wicked thoughts were ready to take root.

#On How I Became the White Moonlight Everyone Covets After My Great Dao Was Cut Short#

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A world-shaking upheaval sent enormous waves through the cultivation world, long sunk in silence.

An old acquaintance had appeared.

White cloth covered his eyes; plain robes concealed his pure bones.

Xie Jiangxue was still Xie Jiangxue.

#Latest news from the Flying Immortal Gazette: Xie Jiangxue has reappeared before the world after twelve years. In the secret realm of Little Yishan, he obtained an ancient inheritance, the Twelve Jade Capitals, a special-grade immortal artifact. It was originally a teaching academy created ten thousand years ago by the Saint Master, who poured his heart and soul into it.

Legend has it that those who become disciples of the academy will receive the Saint Master's spiritual guidance and have a chance to ascend to immortality.

The academy is now located in Dongling Province and is recruiting students. Fellow cultivators interested in applying should make their way there as soon as possible.

With his new identity as the academy's headmaster, Xie Jiangxue looked at the empty academy and sighed, the pitiful little thing who depended on him for survival at his side.

A long road lies ahead.

After going through countless hardships to recruit several unusually "unique" students, as required by the inheritance, Xie Jiangxue's peaceful days came to an end.

Outside, his master's friends, rivals, and a crowd of suitors all watched him like tigers eyeing their prey.

Inside, his students climbed onto the roof, fought, demolished the academy, and rebuilt it, only to tear it down again. There wasn't a moment of peace.

Xie Jiangxue was exhausted, both mentally and physically. The only thing that could put him at ease now was the pitiful little thing who had stayed by his side through it all.

He patted the little thing's shoulder with satisfaction.

The little thing gave him a kind smile.

#On How I Opened an Academy in the Cultivation World After My Swordsmanship Was Cut Short#

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There are always people in this world who are born above the clouds. Even when they suffer every hardship, their souls never fall into darkness. They remain like the moon, shining high above.

This is an inspirational story about a cultivation world's genius whose swordsmanship was cut short, who fell from the altar and became easy prey for everyone, then took up his sword again and fought his way back to godhood.

Just kidding. It's actually the everyday story of a bunch of oddballs cultivating immortality, causing trouble, and learning magic at an academy, while bickering and making a mess of everything.

Reader's guide:

1. This is no ordinary academy story. It takes a while to get to the academy, and later there will also be storylines outside it.

2. One-on-one romance, with a light ensemble cast. Some supporting characters have unrequited feelings for the bottom, while others share purely friendly or master-disciple relationships.

The following is the blurb for a forthcoming novel: NPC He Flirts Without Knowing It [Infinite]:

[In-control long-range attacker, long-haired beauty bottom * unhinged, all-conquering god of slaughter top]

As the central NPC of the dungeon "The Sin of Beauty," Yin Ci was given the following traits by the rules: exquisite looks, snow-white skin, slender shoulders and a narrow waist, and a sensitive constitution.

He was always attracting a different pervert in a different place and at a different time.

This was meant to better illustrate the plotline where he was isolated and bullied before eventually turning evil.

In one world restart after another, Yin Ci calmly played out his role, quietly using the players who entered the dungeon to make one wish after another come true.

Just as he thought his life would end in this endless cycle, his dungeon collapsed, and he became a player, stepping into the real world.

Yin Ci: ...

He told the System he wanted the following newcomer reward:

"Eight-pack abs, a broad build, thick body hair and a full beard, skin so dark and shiny it'll never tan lighter, and enough strength to kill a bull with one punch."

System: "..."

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The first time Qin Du saw Yin Ci, he looked at him sideways with utter disdain: Useless pretty boy. Don't come near me.

The nth time Qin Du saw Yin Ci, he followed every command without question: "Darling, you tell me. Who should I kill next?"

Everyone said Yin Ci used his beauty as a weapon, manipulating people like dogs and leaving the powerful dazed and confused, ready to do anything unbelievable for him.

But he himself had no idea.

After all, he was just looking for a suitable knife. One knife per dungeon, and a new knife whenever he switched dungeons. That was perfectly normal, wasn't it?

He just couldn't figure out why more and more people were calling him a playboy.

In the Infinite Game, where all of humanity has logged on, the abyss of death is never far away. Anyone could be the next string of data to disappear.

Everyone was uneasy, each and every one afraid and panicked.

Yin Ci walked through this hell along the edge of a knife, feeling the fear and death of himself and others, the ups and downs, the heart-pounding suspense.

He was so glad to have come to this real world.

Theme: Though jade bones fear no miasma, an immortal air graces the icy form.