Chapter 1: Book of Hundred Lives

Demon Sect, Chusheng Sect.

Layer upon layer of cloud seas churned with fury, while countless peaks of myriad appearances stood like islands within them, scattered like stars and arranged like pieces on a chessboard.

At the outermost edge of this chessboard stood a peak noticeably shorter than the others, as if its summit had been sliced off to leave only a flat plateau, upon which flying boats took off and landed while newly arrived outer disciples stood in a row.

Lu Yang was one of them.

He had just transmigrated, opening his eyes to find himself here, while the lingering memories in his body warned him that his current situation was far from good.

According to the original body's memories, there was a nation under Chusheng Sect's rule called "Chen."

Every three years, the State of Chen would send a batch of outer disciples to Chusheng Sect, and in return, Chusheng Sect would ensure favorable weather for Chen and keep its imperial family as stable as Mount Taishan.

At first hearing, this seemed like a heaven-sent opportunity to join an immortal sect and achieve immortality.

In reality, however, not a single noble or high official from the State of Chen was willing to come; only poor commoners like Lu Yang were sent as "blood offerings."

After all, although tens of thousands of outer disciples were sent to Chusheng Sect every three years, the number of formal disciples had never shown any significant increase, while the outer disciples vanished one after another without a trace, as if they were not entering a cultivation holy land but an bottomless abyss.

Just thinking about it was enough to make one shudder with fear.

"No wonder I feel so weak; it's as if my body has been hollowed out."

Lu Yang pinched his arm, finding only soft flesh without a single hard muscle, which made him feel even worse, and when he tried to rise, a sharp pain shot through his chest.

"The original body seems to have an illness, and this illness is... damn it!"

Lu Yang cursed a few more times, realizing this was no longer a matter of weakness but a terminal condition, with only a few days of life left.

Just as Lu Yang felt utterly despondent, thinking he would speed-run to death immediately after transmigrating,

a tiny point of light suddenly appeared before his eyes, then expanded rapidly with the wind, transforming into a screen at a speed visible to the naked eye!

【Name: Lu Yang】

【Lifespan: 18】

【Cultivation Base: None】

【Talent: None】

【Gong Fa: None】

【Divine Abilities: None】

【Treasures: None】

At this moment, looking at the system interface before him, Lu Yang suddenly felt like crying; did they not say heaven never cuts off all paths, and that as long as one wishes to walk, the road lies beneath one's feet!

System, add points for me!

Then, Lu Yang was dumbfounded.

Because no matter how hard he searched, looking up and down, left and right, he could not find the plus sign he longed for in the skills column, nor even a minus sign.

"Wait, System, where are my attribute points?"

After searching for a long time, Lu Yang had to despairingly admit a fact: the personal panel before him seemingly lacked the function to add points.

In other words, if he wanted to improve, he would have to rely on his own efforts.

Lu Yang: "..."

Damn it, before I awakened the system, you told me to work hard; now that I've awakened the system, you still want me to work hard? Then what was the point of awakening this system?

System, your mother is dea—

【Remaining Pages of the Book of Hundred Lives: 100】

【Book of Hundred Lives: Upon death, you can return to the initial time point and start a new life.】

【After restarting, you may choose one from the treasures, cultivation base, or lifespan of your previous life, or forsake all gains from the previous life to awaken a talent.】

Father, it's fine.

Lu Yang suddenly became excited; a hundred cycles of reincarnation, what immense wealth was this? If utilized properly, it could completely propel him to soar to the heavens!

"Those whose names are called, step forward before me."

Just then, a black-robed Daoist Priest with a sinister expression appeared before everyone, holding a register in one hand while a candlestick floated beside him.

"Drop your blood into the Life Lamp beside me to ignite the Life Fire; thereafter, you shall be outer disciples of our Chusheng Sect."

Upon hearing these words, no one present showed any joy.

This was because most of those sent here had heard of Chusheng Sect's notorious reputation and knew that being an so-called outer disciple was a curse rather than a blessing.

However, the black-robed Daoist Priest paid no heed to their thoughts and simply began calling out names one by one.

"Chen Liang."

"Present!"

As the black-robed Daoist Priest called out the name, a young Daoist boy with red lips and white teeth standing beside Lu Yang jumped up and skipped cheerfully to the priest's front.

This young boy was exceptionally handsome, with bright big eyes that seemed to speak, and most importantly, an aura of spiritual energy between his brows that even commoners could perceive; moreover, his demeanor suggested wisdom beyond his years, making him a scholarly seed that any academy in the mortal world would fight to recruit.

As expected, the black-robed Daoist Priest showed a look of amazement upon seeing him:

"What a naturally gifted spiritual child!"

"Daoist Brother overpraises me," the young boy said respectfully, bowing deeply, and his childish voice involuntarily aroused affection in those listening.

The black-robed Daoist Priest immediately laughed even more heartily.

"Excellent, excellent; Chusheng Sect needs talents like you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black-robed Daoist Priest lightly struck his brush across the register, crossing out the name 【Chen Liang】.

Thump!

The next second, without any warning, the young boy who had been full of spiritual energy suddenly rolled his eyes upward, collapsed to the ground, and fell completely silent.

Only after doing this did the black-robed Daoist Priest casually order:

"Send the blood and flesh to Liandandian, the bones and soul to Lianbaodian, and the internal organs to Yushoudian; do not waste such excellent talent."

These few words left the crowd of outer disciples stunned.

Seeing their reaction, the black-robed Daoist Priest chuckled wickedly: "Fellow Daoist brothers, do not misunderstand."

"Sheng Sect has always valued 'worth'; therefore, whether a disciple is excellent depends solely on whether they can create sufficient value for Sheng Sect."

"That fellow Daoist brother just now was a naturally gifted spiritual child with strong bones and sinews; only in death could he create the greatest value for Sheng Sect, which is why he died."

"As for you fellow Daoist brothers, your aptitude is mediocre, so you can only create value for Sheng Sect while alive; naturally, you need not worry about such things."

"Next."

The black-robed Daoist Priest continued calling names; the crowd below wore expressions of terror but dared not disobey, fearing they would follow the young boy's fate and have their lives crossed out as well.

"Lu Yang."

"Present."

Lu Yang responded and stepped forward, his expression respectful.

The black-robed Daoist Priest's gaze immediately fell upon Lu Yang's delicate and handsome face, showing delight at first, before proceeding to examine his bones and sinews.

However, he soon shook his head in disappointment.

Clearly, in his view, apart from being handsome, Lu Yang was good for nothing.

"Go to Hehuandian."

Lu Yang dared not ask further and quickly replied, "Yes."

After the assignment, Lu Yang received a jade token that was nearly transparent, engraved with his name, and seemed to seal a flame within.

Besides this, he was also given a Gong Fa.

The Gong Fa was titled "Yin Yang Great Joy Ode," the specific method of Hehuandian where Lu Yang had been assigned, said to allow one to cultivate true qi and enter the Qi Condensation Realm.

The old servant guiding them spoke casually as he led the way: "The flame inside the life token is your Life Fire; remember to carry it with you at all times, as Sheng Sect's arrays, spiritual plants, and spiritual beasts all recognize the token, not the person; if you forget to bring it when going out someday and die within Sheng Sect, don't blame me for not warning you."

Before long, the group was led to the front of a hall.

Standing before the hall was a plump and beautiful woman wearing a long skirt with a slit reaching the root of her thighs, exuding vitality and charm with every glance, radiating a thousand kinds of allure.

"Gulp..."

Lu Yang clearly heard someone beside him swallow saliva.

Seeing everyone looking, the beautiful woman felt no shame; instead, she covered her mouth with a light laugh while gracefully lifting the side of her skirt with her slender hand.

Beneath the skirt hung a jade token, swaying back and forth before a patch of white, soft flesh.

The name on the token read: Yu Suzhen.

"This place is Hehuandian; I am Yu Suzhen, and I suppose I am your senior sister."

The next second, Lu Yang noticed that the beautiful woman named Yu Suzhen brightened her eyes slightly, her gaze locking onto him directly without any attempt at concealment.

"This fellow Daoist brother is so handsome; he must be a disciple of my Hehuandian."

Yu Suzhen gave a light laugh, then swayed her snake-like waist, her skirt layers crossing as she walked step by step toward Lu Yang, the flashing white flesh making his head spin.

"I see you look quite good; come with me, and I will introduce you to the situation in Hehuandian."

Lu Yang quickly clasped his hands and bowed: "Thank you, Senior Sister Yu."

"Why so polite?"

Yu Suzhen gave Lu Yang a coquettish glance, then turned around, swaying her snake-like waist and shaking her plump hips left and right, stirring intense desire in the hearts of those around.

Lu Yang dared not look too much and silently followed.

"Disciples of our Sheng Sect are divided into inner and outer; the four outer halls—Lianbaodian, Liandandian, Yushoudian, and Hehuandian—are where you outer disciples will go."

"Only by passing the trials of the four outer halls can one enter the inner sect, receive true transmission, and become a formal disciple."

"You are lucky to have entered my Hehuandian; you won't have to suffer hardships like those in the other three halls, after all, the trial in Hehuandian is much easier."

Speaking thus, Yu Suzhen suddenly leaned close to Lu Yang.

"Do you want to know what it is?"

The next second, Lu Yang felt a puff of hot breath spray onto his earlobe, his nose filled with a fragrant scent, and turning his head, he found an exquisite face right before his eyes.

"Please offer your guidance, Senior Sister," Lu Yang said, lifting his head.

"That is dual cultivation."

A coquettish voice whispered in his ear, like a lover murmuring softly; before the words had even faded, a slender jade hand had already rested upon Lu Yang's head.

Slender enough to be grasped in one hand~

Lu Yang immediately gasped sharply.

(End of Chapter)