Chunibyo in Cultivation World

The supreme resentment invaded the world, and Heaven and Earth turned completely gray. Only at the very center did that blood-red pupil look down upon a figure still standing tall in midair.

Blood threads filled the sky as they invaded…

The gray, decaying Sacred Land of Lingxu resembled a fallen, demonic domain, clearly revealing how terrifying these powers were.

Those evil thoughts refined by the Crimson Pupil were completely opposite in nature to the spiritual power cultivated by cultivators. Cultivators instinctively avoided them, for the filthy power within was enough to stain any cultivator’s Dao heart and corrupt their cultivation.

Because it could not enter the cultivation world, the Heavenly Tribulation it controlled was also unable to kill Li Tianwei. Thus, at present, the Crimson Pupil could only resort to such a method.

If Li Tianwei were completely defiled, then its goal would still be considered achieved.

Yet Li Tianwei had no idea what was happening outside. At this moment, he only felt a familiar and nostalgic sensation returning.

“Enlightenment?”

Li Tianwei still remembered vividly the scene of enlightenment he experienced during the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Unfortunately, he had only managed to recapture that state once or twice afterward. Li Tianwei found this quite normal. Even though his innate talent was outstanding, enlightenment was not something that came simply because one wanted it. Moreover, he had only been cultivating for how many years? Just one year.

Experiencing enlightenment several times within a single year already made him a genius among geniuses. It was impossible to enter enlightenment every single day—though, in truth, Li Tianwei had indeed entertained such a thought.

Daily enlightenment, one Dao Intent per day—wouldn’t that complete his goal in ten years? Even then, it still felt a bit slow.

Now that he was about to step into the Nascent Soul Realm, this feeling of enlightenment returned once more.

And this time, Li Tianwei had a premonition that it would be far more different than before.

As for why he had such a feeling—at this moment, Li Tianwei’s consciousness extended outward. Endless pain, all kinds of regret, fear, dread, and despair surged forth, completely flooding his mind.

This sense of being personally immersed, such an abundance of negative emotions, and even the sensation of his own consciousness drifting away—wasn’t this precisely the sign?

Li Tianwei was extremely familiar with such emotions. From birth until now, he had never experienced despair, never felt fear or dread, nor regret.

It was precisely because he had never experienced them that he understood them so well. All things were opposites with two sides. From the moment of his birth, he had already attained self-realization.

Despair, fear, stray thoughts… none of them existed, and none of them were needed.

Fear was nothing more than a longing for life, a vigorous vitality. Because one wished to live, fear existed. Thus, fear was merely the other side of the same coin.

As for despair—it proved that one had already glimpsed the limit. Wasn’t that an even better thing? It was precisely because of despair that one clearly understood where the limit lay.

Regret meant that one already knew what the correct course of action was.

Things that others could only encounter by chance were all laid out before you—this was a good thing.

This was precisely why Li Tianwei, despite never experiencing suffering, understood suffering. Only those who see the extreme could achieve the Great Dao.

All things would move toward their opposite. The upright was the inverse, and the inverse was the upright.

Just as swift victory turned into swift defeat, when extremity reached its utmost, it became normal. And now, so many dense negative stray thoughts were pouring into Li Tianwei’s consciousness.

How could these things possibly be the inverse? They were entirely meant to let Li Tianwei comprehend the other side he had never felt since birth.

From confidence to despair, from perseverance to collapse, from intelligence to great foolishness…

From confidence to making others despair, from perseverance to making others collapse, from intelligence to making others look like fools…

Thus, Li Tianwei felt that this was perfectly normal—so normal that it could not be more normal.

“As expected, the Heavenly Dao rewards diligence. This Heavenly Tribulation sees that I have eliminated so many calamities and sins for Heaven and Earth, and thus bestows such merit—it is only natural.”

“Since that is the case, then let me properly experience it.”

Thinking this, Li Tianwei gently closed his eyes and directly threw himself into it.

He did not look at how terrifying those filthy stray thoughts were, nor did he consider what consequences they might bring.

As Li Tianwei entered them, it became visible to the naked eye in the outside world that the blood threads completely wrapped around Li Tianwei.

The utterly evil power that plunged the entire Heaven and Earth into corruption now surged directly into Li Tianwei’s body.

Boom…

Baleful energy rolled forth as the entire Sacred Land of Lingxu completely fell into a state of decay. At this moment, who could still tell that the Sacred Land of Lingxu was once a place of immortals?

Wrapped within, Li Tianwei was surrounded by all kinds of evil thoughts. With no resistance visible at all, they easily invaded his body.

When the Crimson Pupil saw this change, a hint of delight appeared in its expression, as if to say that this was all there was to it.

Within his consciousness, Li Tianwei had already sunk deeply into those extreme evil thoughts. The filthy aura condensed from the myriad stray thoughts of all living beings continuously eroded him.

For a moment, Li Tianwei could feel that, in an instant, he had transformed into countless people—wandering sons who had left home, carrying longing; elderly mothers at home waiting in hardship, descendants left behind.

Yet what ultimately arrived was total annihilation.

There were also times when he became a wandering hero, saving the suffering and aiding the distressed, yet never finding a place of peace…

All the bitterness of the world, from small families to the entire realm…

Endless hopes, countless stray thoughts, everything faced in life and death, the passage of time.

It was as if the bright moon in the heavens was still that same moon, yet beneath it, batch after batch of people had been replaced.

Even so, those stray thoughts and the suffering of all living beings showed no change whatsoever. They merely advanced toward ever more extreme directions, never altering.

Like a law, endlessly stacking and repeating.

Faced with all these invasions, Li Tianwei did not resist. Instead, he devoted himself fully to feeling them.

This time, it was far more real than before. He was truly and personally experiencing everything within that endless suffering.

The memories were incomparably real, and even his body genuinely felt them—within that place, countless lifetimes.

Each one was enough to rend the heart with pain. Even so, to Li Tianwei, there was nothing he could not accept.

Just as when he sensed those extreme, utterly polarized negative emotions, he clearly understood that they were two sides of the same thing.

When things reached an extreme, they reversed. When righteousness reached its extreme, it became inversion; when inversion reached its extreme, it became righteousness.

Because Li Tianwei’s understanding of himself had already glimpsed the supreme truth.

The essence did not change. The countless righteous thoughts and countless evil thoughts of the world still existed—it was merely the extremity of what the human heart enacted.

Outside, the Crimson Pupil watched as Li Tianwei was continuously eroded, yet it could not see the slightest abnormality or change in him.

It even vaguely felt that Li Tianwei was undergoing continuous transformation. The evil thoughts it was constantly sending into him seemed insufficient; instead, Li Tianwei appeared to be stealing and absorbing them in return.

These various bizarre phenomena gave the Crimson Pupil an ominous feeling.

But whether it was ominous or not did not matter to Li Tianwei. In his eyes, such enlightenment had to be grasped properly. After experiencing so many feelings different from his own, Li Tianwei felt that his understanding had become ever more profound.

“Wrong is right, and right is wrong…”

“Therefore, I am right, and others are wrong…”

“What I acknowledge is what I acknowledge. Once acknowledged, it is acknowledged—and that means it is the truth.”