Tian Lu was pacing in his cave. He heard the message the sect master sent to everyone. He had to go to a secret realm to compete for treasures and opportunities.
‘No treasure is worth my life.’ he thought. The senior disciple was panicking. He was forcefully dragged to this sect by a strange muscular man 10 years ago. Since then, he had only gone out of the sect a handful of times, they never ended well. Heck. even the times he went out in the sect hadn’t gone well. He remembered a few years ago he went to the sect hall to get some materials for his soon-to-be junior sister, and a strange old man kept trying to instigate him. He wasn’t sure what the strange old man wanted, but he was afraid and he accidentally unleashed the secret inside of him.
Tian Lu had a secret, a big secret. A heaven-grade treasure was attached to his soul. A soul that didn’t belong to this space and time. This treasure had the power to warp reality. Right now, he was only strong enough to activate a tiny portion of its powers. One of those was to disguise his qi completely. That meant he could exert the pressure of a Transcendent Realm expert and crush anyone who was within his qi’s range. And if he activated the treasure, that could be the qi of a Transcendent Realm expert. Truly frightening. Now he didn’t actually have the power or the ability of the Transcendent Realm, but just the pressure from the qi could force most cultivators to pass out. Tian Lu had spent years in the cave training how to use this treasure when he realized his body was talented in cultivation but not to the level of a second-rate sect. He reached a bottleneck fairly quickly and decided to use his intellect from another world and the incredible doping effects of the cultivation cave to achieve mastery in many different fields.
If you spot this story on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.
The otherworlder had tried to bring in knowledge from his previous life but realized he was a good-for-nothing. He only read trashy novels and lived a basic life. He had no love, no attachments, and only lived to read - waiting for a new release every two days. He was an addict who knew some things about his previous world, but not really. So he dove into this world’s knowledge and tried to combine it with what he’s read. And everything he read warned him he was in for a bad time. He was able to keep hidden by staying in the cave and learning about this world as much as he could but he knew this wasn’t good for him. But by the time he realized that, he had gotten used to being thought of as an aloof, omnipotent senior disciple and senior brother. He had to keep up that act, because if anyone knew he was truly just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, things were not going to end well for him.
He had to devise a plan to survive the secret realm, keep himself safe, and also look out for his junior disciples. Forcing his master to get other disciples was truly a genius move, he thought.
‘I can have MC-level protectors and all I have to do is help them reach the peak of cultivation. I can be the ultimate support. This was definitely better than my plan to make my master the strongest. That guy is so unreliable. No, deep breaths. Don’t think about your untrustworthy master who’s never around when you need him.’ That night the senior disciple and Senior Brother hatched a plan like no other.