Clan Cultivation: Starting from Foundation Establishment on Mount Luoxia

Deep in the void, a hundred figures stood silently suspended.

Tie Long raised his hand and waved it, and a golden light surged from his palm, instantly transforming into a void dojo with a radius of a hundred feet.

A huge light screen projection floats in the center of the dojo, displaying in real time the entire view of the plane not far away.

"Come here, everyone."

Tie Long spoke in a deep voice, and after everyone gathered around, he pointed to the light screen:

"This is our goal—a nascent plane that is at a critical juncture for advancement."

On the light screen, a deep blue planet slowly rotated. The projection was magnified, gradually revealing the outline of the continents.

"Five continents. Three in the east, two in the west, and the rest are oceans and islands."

Tie Long pointed his finger, and a corresponding label appeared on the light screen: "This plane only has two intelligent races—humans and demons."

"Humans are more civilized and occupy the three eastern continents and part of the western continent. The demon race mainly resides in the deep mountains and forests of the two western continents."

Everyone listened quietly.

Tie Long looked at Han Shuang beside him. Han Shuang nodded slightly and raised her hand to tap on the light screen.

A figure appeared in the center of the projection.

At that moment, Li Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed slightly.

He was a boy.

Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders, making her skin appear even paler.

He had a pair of golden eyes, with the faint appearance of double pupils in his pupils, as if he could see through all the illusions of the world.

Between his brows, a bright red lotus mark shone, exuding an indescribable eeriness.

He was dressed in a red robe, the hem of which fluttered even without wind, and a reddish-gold gourd was tied to his waist, from which a faint aroma of wine wafted.

He was barefoot, stepping on a red and white auspicious cloud, exuding a carefree and unrestrained air.

In his right hand, a silver-white longsword pointed diagonally at the ground, with faint shimmering light on its blade.

"This is the strongest being in this world."

Han Shuang's voice was as cold as ice, "According to the detection, he is currently at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, which is the peak of the fourth level, and is about to break through to the fifth level. The day of his breakthrough will be the day of advancement for this plane."

"Remember his appearance—black hair, golden eyes, a red lotus between his brows, red robes, a crimson gourd of wine, and a silver-white longsword. Report to me immediately upon encountering him. Do not act rashly."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and some had already begun recording the image using the system.

Han Shuang continued, "He is currently the strongest being in this realm; there are no other beings at the fifth rank. However, under the protection of the Heavenly Dao, he will receive a temporary boost when he breaks through, and his combat power may briefly reach the early stage of the fifth rank. At that time, we will need to work together to suppress him."

Tie Long continued, "Now let's talk about the action plan."

He took out a compass about the size of a palm, which was densely covered with mysterious runes.

"This is the [Heavenly Secrets Confusion Disc], which I acquired at a high price from the auction house. I will use it to deceive the Heavenly Dao of this realm and open a temporary entrance. You can enter through this entrance to minimize the chances of being detected by the Heavenly Dao."

He paused, his tone becoming serious:

"However, the boundary is unstable. Once inside, you will be scattered by spatial turbulence. But don't worry, I've added directional runes, so you'll only be randomly dispersed across the five continents, not thrown out of the plane."

He raised his hand and waved, sending beams of light flying towards everyone present. Li Xiaoyao reached out and caught one; it was a chip the size of a fingernail.

"The location coordinates and map data are all in this chip. After entering, first confirm your safety, then immediately check your location."

"After confirming the coordinates, gather in the Eastern Continent immediately—the middle one of the three Eastern Continents is where the Chosen One resides."

"Remember, before killing the Chosen One, try to use as few abilities as possible that do not belong to this world."

"In particular, technological tools, firearms, and high-energy equipment are strictly prohibited. If they arouse the Heavenly Dao's alarm, who knows what changes might occur?"

His gaze swept over the crowd, lingering for a moment, especially on those recruited players:

"Mental attacks, martial arts, and the Five Elements Dao techniques can be used. Those who know Eastern cultivation methods are best, as your spiritual energy fluctuations are closer to this world and less likely to be detected. As for other systems, be careful."

Everyone readily agreed.

Tie Long took a deep breath and raised the compass:

"Ready—enter!"

The compass shone brightly, and a silvery-white crack slowly tore open in the void. Deep within the crack, chaotic spatial currents could be faintly seen churning.

"Walk!"

Iron Dragon was the first to rush into the crevice. Frost followed closely behind, then Blazing Fire, Shadow, and then the fifty core members of the Starry Sky Guild.

Li Xiaoyao surged into the crevice with the crowd.

Light, chaos, weightlessness...

The next moment, everything returned to calm.

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Li Xiaoyao opened his eyes and found himself standing in a dense forest.

There was no one around.

His divine sense spread out—within a radius of a hundred miles, there was not a single aura of the same kind.

well.

With a thought, his disguise vanished instantly.

His appearance, which had been digitized by the amusement park, disappeared, replaced by his original form—a True Person of the Azure Sky Immortal Sect, mid-stage Purple Mansion, of the Rainbow Cloud Daoist lineage.

He raised his hand in a gesture, and a beam of light flew out from his dantian and landed in his palm—it was his command token, which had always been hidden deep within the space of the Four Seasons Mirror.

"Immortal Sect Token, contact the Immortal Sect..."

He tried to infuse his spiritual power and summon that familiar aura.

But the token did not respond.

Deathly silence.

Li Xiaoyao frowned and tried several more times, but to no avail.

"It's beyond the scope," he murmured. "This place... is not within the territory under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Sect."

This is indeed useful information.

He put away the token and was about to use his divine sense to investigate when suddenly—

A thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

"wrong."

He stopped in his tracks.

"How could the strongest being in a low-level plane be merely a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Chosen One, peak of the fourth tier, peak of Foundation Establishment...

No, absolutely not.

In the process of advancing from the primary to the intermediate level, it is indeed possible for a chosen one to lead the advancement. However, the chosen one's cultivation level will never be at the Foundation Establishment stage.

According to the Immortal Sect's theory of plane advancement, for a chosen one to advance from a primary plane to the intermediate level, their cultivation should at least be at the late to peak stage of the Purple Mansion realm. This is because during the advancement process, the Heavenly Dao of the plane will nourish the chosen one, helping them break through.

Here, the white-haired youth was clearly in a state of "about to break through," but his cultivation level was only at the peak of Foundation Establishment?

That's impossible.

unless……

Li Xiaoyao's pupils suddenly contracted.

Unless this plane is not a true ascension plane at all.

Unless all of this is a trap.

Without any hesitation, he flashed and disappeared into the void.

The Inner Void is a layer between reality and the outer void. Ordinary cultivators cannot enter it, but for him, who is at the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, it is a piece of cake.

After disappearing into the void, he once again unleashed his divine sense.

This time, he observed more closely and acted more recklessly.

Divine consciousness, like an invisible tide, swept silently across the entire continent.

The three eastern continents, the two western continents, the ocean, the islands...

Along the way, he "saw" many familiar figures.

The players from the Starry Sky Guild were gradually extricating themselves from the spatial turbulence. Some were checking their coordinates, some were contacting their teammates, and some had already begun their journey.

Many of them were at the third or fourth rank, with their aura roughly at the early to middle stages of Foundation Establishment.

With a slight thought, Li Xiaoyao sent an invisible mental wave across the third and fourth-tier players.

Before those people could even react, they collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

Sold out instantly.

He let the fifth-tier opponent go. He couldn't kill them in one hit, and it would easily expose him.

They marched and killed their way through.

Those lone, low-level amusement park players became his silent victims.

After an unknown amount of time, he arrived at the capital of the Eastern Continent.

It was a magnificent city, its architecture antique and charming, its streets bustling with people. There were mortals, cultivators, merchants, children…

But Li Xiaoyao's gaze did not linger on these things.

His consciousness lingered on a mountain outside the city.

The mountain was not high, it was ordinary, and there was nothing unusual about it.

But in the vast emptiness—

On that mountain stands a stone tablet.

The stone tablet was simple and unadorned, with a few words engraved on it:

[Xiaoyao was here!!!]

Li Xiaoyao was stunned.

Happy.

his name.

He paused for three breaths, then smiled.

It is the Immortal Sect.

It was a trap set by the Immortal Sect.

Without hesitation, he escaped from the void and arrived at the mountain. Raising his hand, a wisp of rainbow-colored law power overflowed from his fingertips, gently touching the stone tablet that could only be seen in the void.

The stone tablet trembled slightly.

The next instant, a figure emerged from the stone tablet.

It was an elderly man dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a simple and ancient face and an aura as deep as a bottomless pit; he was none other than—

The phantom image of True Lord Minghuang.

He looked at Li Xiaoyao and smiled slightly:

"Young friend Shangyuan, you've worked hard."

Li Xiaoyao took a deep breath and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

"True Lord... what is this?"

Minghuang Zhenjun stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the void and landing on the bustling capital city:

"A scheme."

"A scheme targeting the Paradise of All Heavens."