Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

The post was long, and he slowly read it down.

[Having nothing better to do, I thought I'd chat with you younger folks about the old almanac of the amusement park. Take it or leave it, this old man is getting restless.]

[You level three or four players probably think Paradise is just like this: taking quests, grinding worlds, leveling up, getting stronger, day after day. But do you know what Paradise was like an era ago?]

Back then, level seven cultivators were less than stray dogs on the roadside, level eight were everywhere, level nine were barely considered human, and only those at level ten and above were the main force in the great battles.

That great war lasted an entire epoch. Our Paradise and several allied universes fought those bastards to a standstill.

[I'm on the western front, fighting fiercely, pushing forward relentlessly, and it looks like we're about to take over the enemy's base.]

What was the result?

[As a result, our idiot boss at the amusement park insisted on attacking a seemingly weak, large universe. He said he'd "occupy a large universe as a backyard to replenish the front lines with fresh blood."]

[At the beginning of the battle, they were indeed incredibly weak. In just one month in Paradise, they occupied a third of the vast universe.]

[Back then, our idiot boss declared: "Three months to conquer this vast universe, so the soldiers on the front lines can return to paradise to celebrate New Year's."]

[You weed, you fucking immortal.]

[Then, during the second Paradise Moon, the opposing universe suddenly went into overdrive.]

[A few pseudo-supreme beings, their lifespans nearly exhausted, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, recklessly charging forward one after another, carrying that chaotic treasure from the vast universe, and slaughtering their way to the doorstep of our paradise.]

At that time, the main forces were locked in a fierce battle with the enemy on the western front, and there were hardly any high-ranking officers left in the rear. Those few who came up were basically just trying to drag you down with them; who could stand that?

[The explosion completely severed the control links to the park's underlying boundaries. Furthermore, the boundless light generated by the explosion illuminated the park's original coordinates at that moment.]

[As a result, a barrage of countless beams of light struck Paradise from the endless void, crippling it instantly.]

They've completely run away. They've abandoned everyone!

[Damn it, the big shots on the front lines, they're fighting, and then they turn around and their base is gone. Who the hell would still fight like that?]

Then they all ran away. The allies who were doing so well on the eastern front looked back and saw their teammates had fled. What was the point of fighting anymore? They simply took their loot and ran off too.

This epochal war ended just like that, in a rather muddled and confused manner.

So right now, all the seats in the amusement park are empty. There are very few level seven or eight transcendents, and those above level nine are either dead, have run away, or are like me, half-dead.

The park has been very supportive of you newcomers. Now is the best time for you.

The comment section below the post has exploded.

【Newbie001】: Hey, boss, won't the amusement park boss be angry if you talk like that? Won't you get punished?

[Sasaki replies to newbie001]: "Punish me? Punish me my ass. Back then, I was a level 12 Transcendent, and I was seriously injured and almost died. I was thinking of coming back to catch my breath. But what happened? Before I could even lie down and catch my breath, the boss of Paradise teleported me to the door and made me block the remaining two pseudo-Supremes who were about to self-destruct with Chaos Treasures."

"My passionate horse, the moment it opened its eyes, without uttering a word, 'Boom!'—it instantly exploded right in front of me."

"I was blown up from level 12 to the half-dead level 8, and I'm also cursed with a permanent curse. The laws of the Great Dao are locked, so I can't level up anymore, and my injuries won't heal."

"The subsequent boundless attacks left the Paradise Boss unable to lift his head; he's still in a half-dead state."

"Most of the time he's in a coma, and the only thing running the amusement park is the boss's core laws and the underlying human-machine interface."

"I've done my part for the park, I've shed my blood for the park, I don't even give a damn about this human robot."

[Newbie042]: You're awesome!!!

【Newbie056】：666666

【Newbie089】: So the amusement park actually... doesn't have a real leader right now?

[Sasaki's reply to newbie089]: "Yes, but it's practically nonexistent. The AI ​​only handles the underlying operations, accepting tasks, distributing rewards, and maintaining the world's operation; it doesn't care about anything else. So the reason you level up so quickly and tasks are so easy to complete is because the positions at the top are all empty, and resources are flowing down to the bottom."

【Newbie112】: Well... what if that great universe attacks us again someday?

[Sasaki's reply to newbie112]: "...Can't you have any better hopes for the future?"

The comments section was filled with laughter.

After reading it, Li Xiaoyao leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a long time.

A level 12 transcendent being was blown down to level 8 and also placed under a permanent curse.

The amusement park's boss is half-dead, with only the low-level robots still functioning.

A great war from an era ago, allies fled, and the enemy disappeared without a trace.

The players in the park now are nothing more than sitting on a dilapidated ruin, consuming the legacy left by their predecessors.

He took a deep breath and closed the forum.

There's too much information; it takes time to digest.

But one thing is certain—

This paradise was far weaker than he had imagined.

So weak that perhaps a full-scale attack from the Immortal Sect wouldn't even be necessary; all that would be needed is...

He shook his head, suppressing the thought for the time being.

Focus on the immediate situation.

Seven days flew by.

On the morning of the eighth day, Li Xiaoyao arrived at the special teleportation point in front of the Gate of the World on time.

A large, dark crowd had already gathered there.

The most conspicuous were the two people standing at the very front.

A burly man, dressed in heavy black armor, carried a greatsword taller than himself on his shoulder.

He stood there like an iron tower, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

His name appeared above his head: Starry Sky Iron Dragon (Sixth Rank).

Standing beside him was a woman, tall and slender, wearing an ice-blue robe, with a cold and beautiful face, and a faint mist swirling around her.

Starry Sky Frost (Tier 6)

Further behind were two figures whose auras were equally strong—a red-haired man surrounded by flames, Starry Sky Blaze (Tier 5); and a thin figure hidden in the shadows, whose face was almost impossible to see, Starry Sky Shadow (Tier 5).

Further on, there were forty or fifty players ranging from tier three to tier five, each with the prefix "Star" above their heads.

Tie Long's gaze swept over the scattered players on the periphery—those fifty "outsiders" who, like Li Xiaoyao, had been recruited.

"Everyone's here."

His voice was deep and resonant, as if it came from his chest, "I don't care who you were before, once you're in this world, follow my instructions and don't run around."

"This mission wasn't issued by the Paradise; it was contracted by our Starry Sky Guild. Success means you'll receive the full reward. Failure..."

He paused, a cold smile playing on his lips:

"If you fail, you don't need to come back."

Han Shuang stepped forward, her voice cold and clear:

"You all understand the mission objectives, right? That world is at a crucial juncture in its advancement; the Chosen One is at the peak of the fourth tier and is about to break through to the fifth tier."

"Our mission is to interrupt his breakthrough at the very moment and seize his destiny."

"The highest level of cultivators in this world is no more than the fourth rank, but under the protection of the Heavenly Dao, the Chosen One may receive a temporary boost. Do not underestimate your enemy."

"Once we set off, follow Tie Long's instructions and maintain formation. Anyone who dares to act on their own will face my wrath."

Her gaze swept over the outsiders, lingering on each person for a moment.

Li Xiaoyao stood at the edge of the crowd, his face calm, but his mind was racing.

No higher than the fourth order?

That's the result of your investigation.

The Chosen One may be at the peak of the fourth tier, but who can say for sure if there are any hidden old monsters among them?

However, these were not his primary concerns.

His biggest concern was how to find an opportunity to contact the Immortal Sect during the mission.

Tie Long waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"

The Gate of the World shone brightly, and a hundred people filed in.

Li Xiaoyao took a deep breath and stepped into the portal.

The light engulfed everything.

A new battlefield awaits him.