The continent is a vast and sprawling landmass, so massive that it could easily contain countless Earths within its borders. As one travels deeper into the continent, one will begin to notice a significant change in the energy that permeates the air - the vital life force known as Qi. The further one ventures into the continent, the less Qi they will encounter, until finally reaching a point where it is almost non-existent. At this point, the land is known as the mortal world - a place where the energy of Qi has all but vanished.

The hierarchy and division of the cultivation world is a complex and intricate system, with many different layers and factions vying for power and influence. At the heart of this system lies the outer area of the continent, where the energy of Qi is abundant and where the most powerful cultivators reside. This area is divided into many different domains, each controlled by a powerful faction or organization. Every domain has a part of the mortal world under its reign.

The mortal world in itself is a massive expanse of land, containing countless kingdoms and small continents, each with its own unique culture and way of life. Some of these regions are reminiscent of the medieval era, with castles and knights, while others boast advanced technology, bustling cities, and towering skyscrapers. However, not all regions of the mortal world are as developed or civilized. Some areas are inhabited by savage tribes, where life is short and brutal, and the law of the land is the only rule that matters.

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Broken sword domain.

Donghai town is a bustling metropolis, teeming with life and energy. Despite its massive size - with a population of over 11 million people - (Which is considered small by the cultivation world standards) the town is centered around a single, thin but towering mountain that dominates the skyline. Perched precariously on the mountain's rocky summit is a magnificent castle, its tall spires and crenelated walls visible from miles around.

The castle is the seat of power for the town's rulers, a powerful family of cultivators who has long held sway over the surrounding regions, also known as the Qiang family.

In his room, a 15-year-old boy sat cross-legged, his eyes closed in deep concentration. He was cultivating, drawing in the energy of Qi that surrounded him, and using it to strengthen his body and mind. His golden hair shone in the soft light of the candles that flickered around him, casting a warm glow over the room. Despite his young age, the boy was already showing signs of remarkable talent in the art of cultivation, his innate abilities surpassing those of many older and more experienced cultivators. As he sat there, lost in his practice, he could feel the energy of the world flowing through him, strengthening him and preparing him for the challenges that lay ahead.

As the boy opened his eyes, a smile broke across his face. He had done it - he had broken through to a new level of cultivation. His body hummed with energy, and he could feel the power of the Qi coursing through his veins like liquid fire.

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Just then, he heard a gentle knock on the door. It was his maid, calling him by his name - "Young Master Qiang Feng." He responded by telling her to enter, and she stepped into the room, her eyes widening in surprise at the sight of him.

"Congratulations, young master," she said with a bow. "I heard your breakthrough from outside. The family leader is calling for you. He wishes to speak with you at once."

Qiang Feng nodded, still basking in the glow of his achievement. "Very well," he said. "Tell him I will meet him after I've had a bath."

With that, he rose to his feet, his body glowing with newfound strength and vitality.

After his bath, Qiang Feng made his way to the main hall, where the family leader and the elders were waiting for him. As he entered the room, he could feel all eyes upon him, and he knew that he had become the focus of their attention.

Despite the weight of their expectations, he strode forward confidently, his head held high. He greeted the family leader with a respectful bow and a warm smile. "Greetings, father," he said, his voice clear and strong.

His father looked at him with a mixture of pride and expectation. "Qiang Feng," he said, his tone grave. "You have done well to break through to this new level of cultivation. But with great power comes great responsibility. You must use your abilities wisely, and never forget that you are a member of this family and the wider cultivation community. We have high hopes for you, my son."

Qiang Feng nodded solemnly, even though he was the son of the family leader, he had never abused his power in any way, knowing very well that all he has come from being the son of this person sitting in front of him, granted he had some talent but that is nothing seeing how many resources he consumed, and all of that came from the family.

Qiang Hu, the family leader, looked at his son with a mixture of pride and satisfaction. He had always known that Qiang Feng was destined for greatness, and now that he had broken through to the ninth level of body refining, his potential had been truly unlocked.

"Qiang Feng," he said, addressing his son. "We, the elders and I, have been discussing your future prospects. We have decided that if you can break through to the ninth level of the foundation establishment realm within the next three years, we will sacrifice some of our family's resources to send you to the Broken Sword Sect."

Qiang Feng's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. The Broken Sword Sect was one of the most prestigious and powerful sects in the cultivation world, In fact, it was the faction that controlled the domain where their town was, and to be invited to train there was a rare honor.

"I will not disappoint you, father," he said, his voice filled with determination. "I will work harder than ever before and break through to the foundation establishment realm in three years."

Qiang Feng returned to his room, his heart racing with excitement at the prospect of joining the Broken Sword Sect. He took a deep breath and calmed himself, then resumed his cultivation. For hours, he focused on building up his strength, striving to reach new heights of power. But just as he was about to finish, a strange voice echoed in his mind.

"Do you want to become the most powerful being?"