Chapter 1: Profound Yellow Heavenly Hexagram, Sword Saint True Body

"Does the Young Master still have breath?"

"It's looking grim!"

"If the Young Master dies, we servants will likely not survive either!"

"You say he had to go and play 'Night Imperial Eighteen' at such a young age, he's gone and played his own life away!"

This was a classical, luxurious room, with a faint scent of sandalwood drifting in the air.

A group of maids, manservants, stewards, and guards were kneeling all over the floor, weeping and wailing.

On the large, carved gold-thread wood bed in the innermost part of the room lay a youth of fifteen or sixteen. At this moment, his eyes were half-open and half-closed; if one looked closely, his gaze was clearly sharp and cunning.

Heng Xian felt a bit guilty at this moment; he didn't know how to face these strange people from another world.

That's right! Half an hour ago, he had transmigrated here.

This was a vast and magnificent world of cultivation called the "Eight Desolations Continent."

Each Desolation was a massive continent, each spanning tens of millions of miles, containing countless immortal mountains, kingdoms, and cities!

It could be said that cultivation families were as numerous as dust, sects were as common as dogs, and holy lands were everywhere.

He was now also called Heng Xian, fifteen years old.

He was the legitimate grandson of Heng Xiu, the Patriarch of the Heng Family, which ranked fourth among the five great clans of Donglan City, in the Chu Kingdom, in the Eastern Desolation Continent!

The Heng family had over twenty thousand members, with three hundred legitimate sons, each of them very noble.

It was just that he had absolutely no talent for cultivation since childhood, so he could only follow his father, the Second Master Heng De, in managing the Heng family's resources and wealth!

"What's the point of a 'trash' trope! Living two lives, transmigrating to a world of cultivation and being unable to cultivate—how is this any different from occupying a latrine and not taking a dump?" Heng Xian couldn't help but feel depressed.

【Scanning complete, soul compatible, Profound Yellow Heavenly Hexagram is recognizing its master...】

Heng Xian: "????"

Holy crap! Is this the legendary golden finger arriving?

Actually... it's not a system?!

What the hell is a Profound Yellow Heavenly Hexagram?

【Profound Yellow Heavenly Hexagram master recognition complete! This hexagram can calculate the infinite universe of the Nine Heavens and Ten Worlds above, and the humans, ghosts, demons, and gods of the mortal world below!

As long as the host inputs a question, this hexagram will provide the most perfect answer and the most feasible operational route with the super-strong calculation power equivalent to nine Immortal Emperors,

assisting the host in scheming, seizing treasures, and ambushing, rising steadily all the way!】

As the voice fell, a hexagram plate appeared in his mind. On the plate was a search engine, surrounded by nine dragons and nine phoenixes—the presence was immense!

Holy crap! This is interesting!

Heng Xian immediately tried to input into the search engine: "I want to be an emperor, have three thousand beauties in my harem, eat, drink, and play every day, living in a drunken stupor—how about that?"

A row of answers immediately appeared on the hexagram plate:

【First, the host must raise their cultivation to the Nascent Soul Realm of this world.

Second, have numerous loyal supporters.

Third, given that the host is too far from the goal, details are omitted; it is recommended to focus on cultivation first!】

Looking at the serious way the "Profound Yellow Heavenly Hexagram" answered, Heng Xian simply became serious too: "It seems I can't cultivate right now?"

Answer: 【The host can actually cultivate, and is the rare Ancient Sword Saint True Body, naturally favored by the ancient Sword Rules.

When the Sword Saint True Body is perfected, one sword strike can shatter mountains and rivers, leave billions of corpses, make all living things wail, and rarely have an opponent!

This is also the fundamental reason why the Profound Yellow Heavenly Hexagram chose you!

It is just that your body is temporarily blocked by fetal filth, leading to the illusion that you cannot cultivate. Once the acupoints are cleared, you will be unimpeded.】

Holy crap! What kind of position is a Sword Saint True Body? It's explosive!

Heng Xian's mind already had images of himself in white robes, flying on a sword!

He input again: "Then how can I clear my acupoints and start Sword Saint True Body cultivation?"

Answer: 【After calculation, you only need to bathe in a maiden's first menstrual blood mixed with water for five days,

and consume ten stalks of Dragon Whisker Grass, ten Dragon Saliva Pearls, ten Dragon Leaf Autumns, and fifty Innate Pills,

and you will clear your acupoints and activate the Sword Saint True Body!】

Heng Xian thought for a moment: "How do I get these things?"

Answer: 【Currently, you can only use the Heng family's business resources to purchase them!】

"Alright, will I really become an expert in the future?"

【It is just around the corner!】

"Can I pick up girls?"

【The day the host's cultivation is invincible will be the time when the holy maidens of the world throw themselves into your arms!】

"666..." Heng Xian couldn't help but feel a burst of excitement.

This is equivalent to carrying a cheat device with nine Immortal Emperor teachers.

There are basically no difficult problems in the world anymore!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneeze.

"Ah! Yo, Young Master?"

"The Young Master is awake! Go call the Second Master quickly!"

The maids, manservants, and stewards in the room instantly fell into chaos.

Heng Xian simply sat up and grinned: "Small scene, everyone don't get excited!"

"Don't get excited?"

The group of maids and manservants were stunned, then burst into loud wailing: "The Young Master actually... comforted us? The Young Master was never this polite to us before. It's over! When a person is about to die, their words are kind; he's having a final flash of clarity, wuwuwu..."

Heng Xian was stunned for a moment, then said viciously: "You bunch of dog-slaughtering trash, all shut up for me, otherwise I'll kill the men and feed them to the dogs, and sell the women to the brothels!"

He felt a bit helpless in his heart and a trace of excitement he didn't know where it came from—this is the persona!

This body had lived for fifteen years, always acting as if he were above heaven and earth, with nothing he dared not do!

Truly awesome!

"Wow!" The group of maids and manservants were scolded, but instead, they beamed with joy, "The Young Master has started scolding us again, it seems the Young Master's condition has improved a lot!"

Heng Xian: "..."

Just then, a group of people rushed in from outside. The leader was a man of thirty-six or thirty-seven, as fat as a round ball, who hugged Heng Xian: "Son, you're finally awake, you scared your father to death!"

Heng Xian had black lines on his head. This white, fat man was a bit unreliable; he wouldn't call a person like this 'Dad', so he pushed him away: "Hello!"

Heng De was stunned and said with an extremely serious face: "It seems my son hasn't fully recovered; he actually said 'hello'. Someone, quickly call the Ghost Doctor Heng Laosan, and give my son the Nine Curves Eighteen Needles again!"

"Dear Dad! I'm fully recovered!" Heng Xian's face changed.

Heng De's face changed again, even carrying a trace of despair: "You, you actually called me 'Dear Dad'? You used to call me 'Old Man'. You brat, are you possessed by a ghost?

Someone, call the Condensing Qi Realm retainer Fourth Master Feng, and break all my son's meridians to re-nourish them!"

Holy crap!

Heng Xian had to point at his nose and curse: "Old man! I'm not dead yet, don't pull those weird tricks!"

Heng De's face then turned from cloudy to sunny, and he laughed: "Don't shout, it seems my son has recovered well after being in a coma for a few days, and already has some of his former style."

Heng Xian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Is it that you are too exaggerated, or was "I" too willful before?

Heng De rubbed his fat face over: "Son, let Dad take a good look."

Looking at the pig-head face getting closer and closer, Heng Xian's heart skipped a beat. It's over! What do I look like?

He hurriedly looked at the gold-rimmed jade-inlaid bronze mirror at the head of the bed.

The youth in the mirror had red lips and white teeth, was extremely handsome, and had a pair of sword-like eyebrows, looking somewhat heroic and extraordinary.

Heng Xian breathed a sigh of relief and was very satisfied with his looks.

Looking at Heng De again, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of pity: "Old man, you have friends surnamed Wang, right? Don't associate with them in the future!"

"Friends surnamed Wang..."

Heng De seemed to have guessed something, his eyes widened: "You brat, you really are my seed! You take after your mother. Your mother was a true disciple of the Da Luo Holy Sect, peerlessly beautiful and pure as ice and jade.

Back then, when she was in trouble, I took care of her for a year and a half, and then we fell in love and had you. By the way, she sent you a letter!"

As he said this, he took out a letter, opened it, and held it up to Heng Xian. It read: "Xian'er, take care of your health..."

Before Heng Xian could see it clearly, he put it away like a young boy in first love.

Heng Xian thought to himself, good, I have a maternal uncle's family as a backer.

Heng De patted his shoulder at this time: "My son has just recovered from illness and needs to lie down and rest well. The kitchen has three thousand catties of abalone, bird's nest, and lobster that ordinary people love to eat; eat whatever you want.

If you are lonely, call thirty or fifty of those maid-guests in the retainer courtyard who haven't reached the Innate Realm, and have them strip naked to dance and play hide-and-seek with you.

Although you can't cultivate, you must never wrong yourself. Your father has worked hard for half his life doing business to support them, all for you!

Well, alright, your father is going to set off to accompany your grandfather out for a day or two!"

As he said this, he said coldly to the group of servants: "If the Young Master suffers even the slightest mishap, there will be no need for you to live!"

The group of servants hurriedly kowtowed tremblingly: "Yes!"

Heng De smiled at Heng Xian like a kind father and left in a hurry with a group of subordinates.

PS: Tiankui = Period!

(End of chapter)