Outside of Qiongzhou City.
It was midnight, and there was a huge graveyard.
Ning Chuan knelt in front of a grave and said, "Foster father, I know you will not rest in peace, but as a mortal, how can I compete with the Iron Sword sect?"
"There's no hope of avenging you, and if I can't avenge my adoptive father, how can I be your son?"
A gloomy expression spread across Ning Chuan's face as he pulled out a short sword, cut off his family robe, and stared deeply at the tombstone.
"Father, you may go in peace!"
"As of today, I, Ning Chuan, will end our relationship as father and son. You got killed, and I won't be revenging you. Please be kind to me in the afterlife."
"Farewell!"
As soon as Ning Chuan stood up, he left with great speed.
...
It turns out that Ning Chuan held an important secret. He was a transmigrator.
A strange thunderbolt struck him three days ago, and he crossed over to this ancient world. His surroundings resembled those of Earth, and he unexpectedly became a student at a martial arts school in Qiongzhou.
In most cases, a transmigrator would be endowed with a powerful cheat. Whatever the situation, he would have a system to support him.
Indeed, this was the case for Ning Chuan.
However, this "cheat" of his left him speechless.
"For the grace of God!" Ning Chuan exclaimed, his face shocked.
The cheat he got was immortality!
Don't get me wrong.
Despite how magnificent this golden finger appears, only he knew how it could put his little life in danger.
While he could live forever and had an infinite life span, he was still a mortal with no cultivation. Even an ordinary person could kill him with a knife.
In the end, immortality did not mean that he would never die.
Aside from that, there is another important thing.
This was a world where demons and immortals existed alongside each other. While those Immortals can destroy the sky and Earth with only a glance, those demons can send him up in flames with only a breath.
Having said that, the ultimate goal of these immortals is longevity. After all, neither immortals nor demons can live forever. They can, however, increase their longevity by breaking through their cultivation. During this time, they must experience nine tribulations from the heavens.
A cold sweat escaped Ning Chuan's head when he heard this news.
It was unknown whether eating another person's meat would have any effect, but he knew these Gods and Demons would eat him alive if they knew of his immortality!
From this day on, Ning Chuan was determined to cultivate until the end of his days. According to Ning Chuan, no one could defeat him as long as he was ruthless and lived long enough.
Are you familiar with the story of Cao Xun and Sima Yi?
Cao Xun once ruled the world as a powerful emperor, didn't he?
In the end, Sima Yi was able to kill three of Cao Xun's children, and consequently, he gained control of their three kingdoms as well.
What does this tell us?
Regardless of your confidence and arrogance, you are nothing more than mud in the end.
A true winner is one who survives to the very end.
Because of this, Ning Chuan promised himself that he would not make any pretenses, until he truly became invincible.
In Ning Chuan's own words, "It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, be it after ten or thousands of years."
Enemies? If you're unable to beat them, run away.
When they are at the end of their life, and their body is fragile, you will move in. By using his illness to end his life, kill him by hand, and steal all his belongings.
...
As for the person buried in the tomb, it was his cheap adoptive father, who also ran a martial arts school.
Ning Chuan, who had just crossed over, had no feelings whatsoever for this cheap foster father.
"Despite your claims of not offending people, you aim to injure the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect seriously."
You have to know that this sect is the largest martial arts sect within a 500-mile radius!
I was in for bad news.
Older people act, while younger people suffer.
"The medical bills they incurred weren't paid, and you refused to apologize."
"Old man, you deserved this!"
The elders of the Iron Sword Sect were unable to tolerate his adoptive father's cheap show. Clearly, the result speaks for itself.
As a result, his adoptive father was beaten to death by the Sect elders.
This illustrates how those without power and influence will pretend to be more than what they really are to be seen as bull-nosed.
As soon as this adoptive father died, the disciples of the martial arts school scattered.
Even though Ning Chuan just crossed over, how can one say he's his adopted son? Rather than roses, he buried a bunch of straw mats over his father's grave.
As for taking revenge for his father?
Ah!
Don't be ridiculous.
While Ning Chuan had an endless life span and could live forever, he had no cultivation. It wasn't in his nature to stand up for this cheap adoptive father, devise a revenge plan, and then put his life at risk.
Ning Chuan may seem so shameless that he doesn't possess even the most basic morality of a human being.
But, as Ning Chuan puts it, the only ways to succeed in life are: Having strength, being low-profile, and living until old age.
The word "morality" does not exist in his dictionary!
. . .
The night has fallen, and a lonely moon looms overhead.
In an old temple that has fallen into disrepair,
Ning Chuan frowned bitterly as he thought about his future.
Regardless of his long lifespan, he had no basis for cultivating. He was not even regarded as a crop-duster by the people in Qiongzhou.
However, taking care of himself and cultivating immortality were two of Ning Chuan's top priorities. So, he set out to look for the best place to cultivate.
But despite numerous days of searching, nobody could tell Ning Chuan where the Immortal sects were located. They told him only stories and legends they'd heard.
As a result, he gave up on the idea for now.
"Wait. Didn't my old man mention the Iron Sword Sect?"
"Yes, that's it!"
With a glimmer in his eyes, Ning Chuan muttered.
If he couldn't beat them, he would join them.
Having failed to find an immortal cultivation sect, he could only temporarily join a martial sect and begin training. Furthermore, the Iron Sword Sect was the dominant sect within 500 miles.
There is an old saying: "Having a big backer makes it easier to get things done."
After thinking of this, Ning Chuan immediately left the ruined temple and headed straight for the Iron Sword Sect.
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