Star Web.
The infinite digital sea of stories, forums, debates, and virtual realities spanning across the entire interstellar civilization. It was a world where information flowed endlessly, where billions of people shared their thoughts, experiences, and, most importantly—entertainment.
For @FloatingCicada, a cultivator-enthusiast from Xianwei, the Cultivation Planet, Star Web was more than just a distraction—it was a lifestyle.
Bored, he scrolled through the trending section of the Star Library, the biggest online literary platform in the universe.
[New Releases – Ranked by Popularity]
#1 – Chronicles of the Azure Dragon King (19.3B reads)
#2 – Tales of the Undying Sword God (15.7B reads)
#3 – Rebirth of the Nine-Tailed Demon (12.5B reads)
…
He yawned. The usual trash.
Almost every new book followed the same tired formulas. Reincarnated sword gods, arrogant young masters, face-slapping scenes every three chapters. Where was the creativity?
He sighed and clicked on [New Releases – Sorted by Upload Time] instead.
A bunch of unknown authors with no views.
As he lazily scrolled, a new book caught his eye.
> [Book Title: The Sightless Path]
[Author: SilentQuill]
[Genre: Cultivation]
[Views: 0]
"Hah? No views?"
FloatingCicada rubbed his chin.
New books usually got at least a few random clicks from bots, right? This one was completely untouched.
Curious, he clicked.
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[The Sightless Path – Chapter 1]
"In a world where sight is power, a blind boy walks a path unseen by all."
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FloatingCicada blinked.
That first sentence was… kinda nice.
It had a poetic feel. Not bad.
He continued reading.
The story introduced a blind boy, abandoned by his sect because he had no future in cultivation. Left to fend for himself, he wandered the mountains, surviving off scraps and instinct.
But then—he discovered the truth.
His blindness wasn't a weakness.
It was a gift.
By letting go of his reliance on sight, he awakened Spirit Sight, a divine perception that allowed him to "see" the flow of qi, the true essence of the world.
This ability had only ever been mastered by one other person in history—Liu Feng, the founder of the Spirit Sect, one of the Seven Great Sects of Xianwei.
FloatingCicada's brows lifted.
Wait a minute… Liu Feng?
Was this… fanfiction?
He clicked his tongue. Fanfiction wasn't bad—there were some god-tier fanfics out there, even better than the original records. But most were just amateur attempts at rewriting history.
If this author was messing with Liu Feng's legend, they better not ruin it.
Still, something about the story felt different.
The descriptions were vivid.
The emotions felt real.
The cultivation insights weren't just copied—they had depth.
FloatingCicada leaned forward.
Before he realized it, he had finished the first chapter.
"…Damn. That was actually good."
He looked at the comment section.
[No comments yet.]
Tch. This guy really was a complete newbie.
He hesitated for a moment before typing:
> @FloatingCicada: New author? Not bad. Thought this was a Liu Feng fanfic, but your style is interesting. Keep going.
He hit send.
Stretching his arms, he closed the page and moved on.
He had no idea that this small, random comment would be the first ripple in a storm that would shake the entire Star Web.