Zhou Mingxuan awoke.
His face was gaunt, but his eyes were incredibly bright.
As a traveler from another world, he had finally fully awakened his innate abilities.
Zhou Mingxuan, the heir apparent of the Blood Slaughter Sect in the Cangxuan Realm's Seven Demons and Ten Immortals.
However, his current situation was far from ideal.
In the Cangxuan Realm, in the eastern domain, on the forbidden mountain behind the Blood Slaughter Sect, was a place that even the disciples of the sect feared. It was so dangerous that even the playful fairies of the Hehuan Valley, another of the Seven Demons and Ten Immortals, would not dare to venture there.
Amidst the vast and mystical clouds, a mysterious force seemed to be gathering, forming a swirling vortex. It was a grand and awe-inspiring sight.
The vortex stretched all the way to the forbidden mountain behind the Blood Slaughter Sect. Occasionally, some of the sect's disciples would look up and sigh, remembering the once-glorious days.
The once-promising heir was now imprisoned beneath this extraordinary phenomenon.
This place was so treacherous that even great masters and grandmasters, who were true cultivators, dared not enter. The environment was harsh and unforgiving, making survival and cultivation nearly impossible.
If someone like the heir, who had been imprisoned there for nearly five years, could survive, it would be a miracle.
In reality, their guess was correct.
Zhou Mingxuan was on the verge of exhaustion, with only a fraction of his power remaining and his life force dwindling.
The forbidden land was desolate and perilous. Beneath the shackles of the forbidden zone, Zhou Mingxuan could only see endless red wasteland and the occasional gust of dark, bone-chilling wind.
This was the forbidden land, a place where cultivation and survival were nearly impossible, a relic of a bygone era that should not exist in this world.
It was said to be connected to the Abandoned Land, one of the Nine Realms of the Cangxuan Realm...
A ruined palace stood there, with collapsed beams, shattered plaques, crumbling walls, and a hanging gate. It was an odd sight, and no one knew how long it had been there. Like the forbidden land, it was just another strange phenomenon discovered by the founding ancestor of the Blood Slaughter Sect.
Zhou Mingxuan rested his chin on his hand, his weary expression doing little to hide his handsome features. Sitting in the main hall, he exuded a dangerous aura, even in his current state of near-collapse.
As he felt his power slowly ebb away, Zhou Mingxuan remained calm.
This was not his previous life. In this life, as a demonic cultivator who could make infants cry and immortals pause, his mindset had changed.
His ruthless and merciless methods had earned him the title of "Magic Lord" from those who admired him, or perhaps... it was a form of flattery?
The title "Lord" was not something anyone could claim. Generally, titles like Immortal Lord, Demon Lord, and Fairy Lord were reserved for grandmasters.
Was his previous self a grandmaster?
Clearly not, he was far from it.
The Cangxuan Realm had a well-established system of cultivation realms, from lowest to highest:
Body Tempering (focused on enhancing the body's constitution by absorbing and refining spiritual energy, with the best in this realm able to carry mountains and rivers)
Spirit Gathering (the mainstream realm, where spiritual energy is no longer used solely to nourish the body but is also stored and utilized)
Questioning the Dao (a mysterious realm where one no longer relies on spiritual energy but begins to comprehend the principles of the world, able to suppress others with grand Dao)
True Cultivation (also known as Grandmaster, Master, or Great Master, generally referred to as Grandmaster, with the saying in the Cangxuan Realm being "those who have not entered True Cultivation are but ants," possessing the ability to part rivers and seas, with most sect leaders of both the righteous and demonic paths at this level)
True Immortal (also known as True Demon or True Fairy, with only the founding ancestor of the Demon Abyss, Lord Xiao, reaching this level, and this being one of the main reasons why the righteous path has always been inferior to the demonic path, possessing the ability to open the heavens and earth, truly the first among immortals and demons)
His previous self was stuck in the Questioning the Dao realm.
Those who have not entered True Cultivation are but ants.
Could a mere ant be called a "Magic Lord"?
After some thought, Mingxuan stopped pondering these trivial matters.
He was not worried about his current predicament because his golden finger had already activated, and he had received two.
The first was the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon."
Yes, that's right, the somewhat lewd "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon."
The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon could aid Mingxuan in cultivating within the forbidden land, and this alone would help him overcome his difficulties. Not to mention its core functions.
As the legendary work that allowed the Yellow Emperor to consort with three thousand women and ascend to heaven in broad daylight, the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon could seize fate and elevate Mingxuan's cultivation method to its upper limit.
This was quite shocking, at least in the Cangxuan Realm. If the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon were to be revealed, it would surely spark a bloody storm.
Although there were no women in the forbidden land for Mingxuan to consort with, being able to cultivate and prevent his own demise was enough. In the forbidden land, there were few disturbances to his cultivation.
As long as he could endure until he became a grandmaster or directly a true demon, any trouble would be easily resolved.
In the end, it all came down to two words.
Caution.
The second was the chat group.
Yes, that's right, the chat group that spanned all realms and dimensions.
However, Mingxuan's chat group was a bit different; it was a group for travelers, with two hundred travelers crammed into one group.
Two hundred travelers in one chat group was indeed "lively."
However, the chat group would have to wait.
While cultivating his Blood-Crying Demon Function with the help of the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon, he would occasionally sneak a peek at the chat group.
His group nickname was still Zhou Mingxuan, with a simple introduction:
[Zhou Mingxuan, from Blue Star's China, currently in the Cangxuan Realm, a mid-tier cultivation world.]
Zhou Mingxuan fell into deep thought.
Was this chat group a bit...
After exploring the functions of the chat group, Mingxuan's sense of unease grew stronger.
Overall, the chat group had only a few basic functions:
Different worlds communicating with each other
New members could draw a system golden finger
Group members could send red envelopes to each other for assistance or trade
Mingxuan, without comment, casually drew a system lottery.
[Scientific Research System]
System Introduction:
It can develop technologies from memory into reality. Once the host has fully reproduced their past life's scientific technologies, the Scientific Research System will synchronize with Mingxuan's past life on Blue Star.
In other words, once Mingxuan has mastered the scientific technologies from his memory, Blue Star's science will advance, and the system will continue to update.
What a useless golden finger...
Mingxuan understood; it was like his Magic Lord title, just a low-configuration version.
Moreover, most golden fingers might not be helpful to the group members.
Like Mingxuan himself.
I'm already in a cultivation and fantasy world, and I'm supposed to do research?
If it were like the advanced technology in "The Three-Body Problem," that would be fine, but Blue Star technology...
It's not completely useless, but it's certainly not far from being so.
In Mingxuan's memory, the most powerful nuclear explosion might not even compare to a true immortal's casual strike. An entire continent could be sunk by a true immortal's blow, and the size of a continent in the Cangxuan Realm was comparable to the entire Blue Star.