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"The power is forged only by bathing in the blood of fallen enemies."
"Every drop of blood spilled that stains the world strengthens the path to eternity."
"Return favors twofold, and resentment, betrayal, and pain a thousandfold—let them fall before you."
"Make the gods tremble before you, for there is no being in heaven or earth that cannot be destroyed."
"If the heavens block your path, destroy the heavens. If Buddha stands in your way, kill Buddha. As long as you are strong, your will becomes the will of the world."

When I began my path to cultivation, I was instructed with these phrases. They told me this was the common Dao followed by cultivators.
They said cultivation is a thorny journey with limited resources. They said for one to ascend, millions must fall.
Immutable rules. A predestined fate.

This was the legacy left to us by our ancestors who forged the rules of cultivation.
These ancestors chose a Dao of violence and domination.

But I did not accept it. I mocked it. I did not want to be part of this solitary world of violence and battles.
I could not accept stepping on and massacring my brothers and sisters to become stronger.
Wars. Trials. Conflicts. Betrayals.
A lonely journey to become the ultimate existence.

I did not want to accept it. I did not accept it.
I, let me say it, I did not want to cultivate.

Table of Immortal cultivators are crazy!

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Volume 1