Chunibyo in Cultivation World

Both sides thought as much, yet as the core of everything, Li Tianwei became somewhat confused.

”What’s going on? Why did these fellows start fighting each other?”

Li Tianwei felt utterly confused, but judging from how the two sides clashed, he still had enough discernment.

He could see that both sides had indeed gone for the kill, not putting on an act.

This caused Li Tianwei, who had originally prepared to explode with full force during this ambush, to freeze completely.

He lifted his head and looked toward the figures already colliding in midair. At this moment, Li Tianwei rarely revealed a bewildered expression, unable to comprehend what was wrong with these people.

”Could it be they weren’t coming for me?”

For once, Li Tianwei raised a doubt, but soon he shook his head.

As for the System within his consciousness, it also felt puzzled as it watched the situation outside. Yet for once, after seeing the consistently inscrutable Li Tianwei suffer the same treatment, it felt strangely balanced.

The System very much wanted to say, You finally understand how I feel now, right?!

But even so, the System kept that sentiment buried in its heart and didn’t say a word—just continued shouting “666”.

Rumble…

A battle between Union Realm cultivators was terrifying beyond measure. Heaven-and-earth pressure, the fusion of flesh and spirit, manifestations, divine souls—all of these had already merged completely as one.

Even a simple hand seal carried the power of “words shaping law”, causing heaven and earth to wail.

Yet the temperament of these two battling sides was nothing like Li Tianwei’s. Even when Li Tianwei fought in Panshan City, he would still shelter others.

These two sides would not. One was the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood, a demonic cultivator who only needed to unleash full force to kill the opponent—consequences? He did not need to care.

The other side consisted of the Sacred Land Ancestors who had come to assassinate Li Tianwei. If they were on their own sect’s territory, they might hold back a little.

But now they stood on the Sacred Land of Lingxu’s territory—naturally, they held no such concerns. Even if they did have concerns, cultivators in battle crushing a group of ordinary people to death was perfectly normal! Who would care about such people?

In their minds, now that they had become cultivators, who would still think of themselves as ordinary folk or cling to such childish notions?

When immortals fought, mortals suffered.

This was not merely a saying. If one wasn’t a protagonist who transmigrated, the first world one should never transmigrate into would definitely be a cultivation world—it could kill you without any reason.

The order here was utterly survival-of-the-fittest. Strength reigned supreme. A single person achieving enlightenment could raise chickens and dogs to heaven with him, and could just as easily oppress others as he pleased.

Of course, these were the thoughts of the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood and the Ancestors of the Three Sacred Lands.

But for Li Tianwei, things were different.

Although Li Tianwei was confident, resolute, and believed himself different from others—believed he exceeded them—he had never once believed he was no longer human, privileged to trample everyone beneath him.

For Li Tianwei’s knowledge told him that to understand all laws and patterns, humans might differ, but fundamentally were the same.

Some beings liked to take such differences and use them to divide, rank, and stabilize their own superiority—using them as excuses to justify their oppression, saying things like “If you became strong, you’d be the same as us,” or “The world is survival-of-the-fittest; human nature is like this.”

But if what they asserted was truly correct, then humans should still be on trees fighting over fruit! Fire wouldn’t have spread across the world, either.

In the cultivation world, one cultivated to become an immortal. If cultivation was nothing but slaughtering one’s own kind, dividing them, trampling them without restraint, then it would be strange for such a person to ascend. They should instead be livestock or slaves for immortals—how could they possibly cultivate into immortals? Nor would immortals allow them to.

If I controlled power, then the first step of “strength reigns supreme” would be naturally ensuring others couldn’t cultivate. The truth behind what you call survival-of-the-fittest and oppression is this: you truly wouldn’t be able to cultivate at all.

Watching the battle in the sky gradually tilt and crash toward West-Ling City below—

Li Tianwei’s expression changed immediately. Faced with such disregard for human lives, Li Tianwei no longer cared why they had started fighting among themselves.

”For actions like this, I can only say—your crime is grave, extremely grave.”

Li Tianwei’s eyes grew ever colder as the aura of the Golden Core Realm erupted from him.

His entire figure rose into the air. He lifted a hand.

The Fusion Golden Core manifested, surrounded by a hundred Dao Intentions. In the sky, where the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood and Yun Danzhi’s group of four battled and had completely darkened the heavens into a blood-colored world—

A brilliant radiance burst forth. The Fusion Golden Core rapidly expanded, and in an instant, it was as if a brand new great sun had appeared between heaven and earth, shining resplendently.

If someone were to raise their head at this moment, they would see a massive Golden Core—half-split, half revealing a Nascent Soul—suspended in the sky, pressuring all.

Under the encirclement of the Hundred Intentions, its boundless aura shone brilliantly. That half-core, half-infant form illuminated West-Ling City below, blocking all aftermath from the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood’s battle.

With Li Tianwei’s appearance, that bizarre half-core, half-infant Golden Core and the surrounding Hundred Intentions caused the five combatants to halt.

”What is this? How can this Golden Core be so strange?”

”So this is the self-created Golden Core from the intelligence reports? Those disciples of the Sacred Land of Lingxu even claimed Li Tianwei was a Golden Core Immortal… an immortal within the Golden Core Realm?”

Although Yun Danzhi’s group of four had received intelligence and speculated before, only now, after witnessing Li Tianwei’s Golden Core firsthand, did they understand why he was described as so terrifying.

At this moment, there was no need to verify who this person was. Why had the test shown a False Spiritual Root?

There was no trick—this person was indeed Li Tianwei.

As for why the test displayed a False Spiritual Root, Yun Danzhi had only one answer: Li Tianwei’s spiritual root had no problem. That so-called False Spiritual Root was likely a new Heavenly Spiritual Root extremely similar to a False Spiritual Root.

Of course, the possibility of it being a real False Spiritual Root never crossed Yun Danzhi’s mind. A False Spiritual Root had extremely poor affinity with spiritual qi—cultivate? Cultivate what?! Let alone reach Golden Core in a single year.

Compared to the Three Sacred Lands, who knew of Li Tianwei’s intelligence, his bizarre Golden Core, and the Hundred Intentions—

The Ancestor of Heavenly Blood was different. As the ancestor of the Blood Fiend Sect, intelligence regarding Li Tianwei was extremely hard to obtain, given their demonic origins.

After learning of Li Tianwei’s existence, he had made inquiries, learning only that the latest information said he achieved Golden Core within one year.

Golden Core was fine—but this strange Golden Core? And all these Dao Intentions orbiting around it?

At this moment, the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood threw aside the earlier information about Li Tianwei’s False Spiritual Root.

With such talent and strength—what False Spiritual Root? How could this be a False Spiritual Root? This was clearly an entirely new spiritual root belonging solely to Li Tianwei.

”Didn’t expect this!”

The Golden Core shone like a great sun; the Hundred Intentions pressed like the heavens.