After Faking My Death, the Entire Cultivation World Started Looking for Me

Elder Luo Zhiyun of Qingheng Sect was a cool and aloof immortal revered for his self-discipline, propriety, and unwavering integrity.

After learning that the future of the cultivation world hinged on several people, Luo Zhiyun took it upon himself to save all living beings. He successively took in five disciples with the most troubled foundations and the most disastrous fates.

Luo Zhiyun patiently guided them and poured his heart and soul into trying to lead them down the righteous path, hoping to avert conflict in the cultivation world.

A saintly do-gooder? Of course not. He was doing it to complete a mission and claim a ten-billion reward, achieving a hundred small goals all at once.

Then, just as he wished, he got himself a wicked beast who would betray his master and ancestors.

Luo Zhiyun fought with his life to suppress the Demon Lord, and in the end, his body perished and his soul dissipated. Just as he was about to claim his ten-billion reward, the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, whom he had met only once, abruptly yanked his soul down from the heavens without warning. Yanked. It. Down!!!

Of course, there was no going back. The grudge over that stolen fortune was irreconcilable! But his cultivation had dissipated, and all he could do was watch his nemesis search everywhere for the fragments of his soul.

Only after possessing an unknown, dying rogue cultivator did Luo Zhiyun realize... there were actually four wicked beasts.

Every disciple was searching for the fragments of his soul. They had even defied the sect rules and left the sect, setting up on their own across the Three Thousand Worlds. Only his second disciple, Ye Nanxing, remained at Qingheng Sect, carrying on his legacy and continuing to do good deeds!

Truly his good disciple.

Naturally, Luo Zhiyun couldn't let any of his wicked disciples find him. After faking his death and slipping away, he planned to take it easy, only occasionally returning to the sect to visit his upright second disciple, tell him how hard the road had been, and ask him for a little money while he was at it.

For a while, life was blissfully carefree. Who could have guessed that one day, just after Luo Zhiyun had gone to bed, his second disciple, now the Sect Master of Qingheng Sect, would burst into his room with flushed cheeks and pin his shoulders down? Desire filled his starry eyes. "Master, Master, please..."

Luo Zhiyun clutched his sash and cursed furiously. The wicked beasts had multiplied to five.

Luo Zhiyun: ...Want to know what happens next? Light up the little star to bookmark this story, and watch me flee for three hundred chapters in the main text.

Theme: Uphold justice on Heaven's behalf