(Demonic Cultivation + Mortal's Journey + Prolonging Life + Forbidden Arts + Cultivation Loans + Beast Taming + Decisive and Ruthless + Merciless and Cruel + No System)
Others cultivate immortality through talent. I do it by... borrowing.
I transmigrated into a good-for-nothing with a mixed Five Elements Spirit Root. With the sect's minor tournament approaching, I pawned myself off to Tianbao Pavilion for a "cultivation loan" so I could compete for one of the three inner-sect spots.
In half a month, I went from the fourth to the sixth level of Qi Refining. My fellow disciples called me crazy, saying I was drinking poison to quench my thirst, and that compound interest could drain a Golden Core cultivator's marrow dry. I laughed at their old-fashioned thinking. Who in the modern world hasn't used Huabei or Jiebei? Worst comes to worst... I just won't pay it back.
They say demonic cultivators should be cruel and merciless. All I can say is: you have no idea what cruel means. What's so impressive about being ruthless to your enemies? The truly ruthless are the ones who can do it to themselves. At the sect's minor tournament, while everyone else clung to life, I threw out forbidden arts like basic attacks. Two years of lifespan? Burn it. Five years? Burn that too. Someone can extend my life anyway.
They thought I was crazy, thought I was looking for death. They didn't know what was curled up inside the spirit beast pouch at my waist.
When I've slaughtered my way through the entire cultivation world and claimed the throne of the demonic path atop mountains of corpses, they'll understand: there is only one kind of person you must never provoke, someone with nothing left to lose. And that, as it happens, is me.
This is my path, a path to immortality borrowed and seized, but one no one can ever take from me.
