Young Master Xuanxin

[Easy, Invincible]
"I, Lu Xuan, the first genius of the Great Truth Sect!"
"At the age of nine, I entered the Body-Strengthening Stage. At twelve, I entered the Qi-Refining Stage. At fifteen, I entered the Foundation-Establishment Stage. At eighteen, I entered the Golden Pill Stage. Every three years, I achieved a new stage!"
"At this rate, one day, I will become the youngest immortal in the Eternity Realm. I will shatter the void and ascend to the heavens, and it's just a matter of time!"
Lu Xuan, who transmigrated into a world of immortals and martial arts, experienced the darkest day of his life on his twenty-first birthday.
On that day, he successfully formed his Nascent Soul step by step. However, before he could even enjoy the joy of the breakthrough, he witnessed his Nascent Soul leaving the lotus platform and soaring out of his body...
In the years that followed, every time Lu Xuan formed a Nascent Soul, it would fly away without exception. After releasing countless Nascent Souls for nine thousand years, Lu Xuan made a discovery...
He had successfully achieved the Golden Body!

My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

"We are not from other cities, nor is the master of the Immortal Tomb space a god of your Dream Ruins City," Yan Zi explained. "We are... People from the outside."

She briefly introduced the origins of the group to He Zhao.

Upon hearing this, He Zhao was dumbstruck. His worldview, formed over more than a decade, had collapsed today.

The sky outside was not deep grey. When wheat ripened, it turned golden yellow. There were no Nightmare Demons hiding in the dark; there was no need to light a lamp when sleeping or worry about being dragged into a well by these demons while fetching water. Cultivating a piece of land yielded plenty of food, without the life-threatening risk of gathering outside the city. Children could live with their parents, everyone could easily live over a hundred years, and even cultivation didn't reduce one's lifespan...

He Zhao pursed his lips, feeling a surge of tears.

Is this what the real world is like?

Do You Like the Old Me or the Present Me?