ChaosMajesty

In the world of cultivation, countless tales follow righteous protagonists, fated heroes blessed by destiny, or those chosen by heaven to walk the path of immortality.

But what of those who stand in their way?

What of the villains? The so-called obstacles to the hero’s journey—do they not bleed, dream, and struggle as well?

Xiao Ning was never meant to succeed.

From the very beginning, the Grand Dao wove him as a stepping stone—a necessary sacrifice to elevate another. His path, like that of all designated ‘villains,’ was doomed to failure by design.

But what happens when that design is defied?

After death, Xiao Ning awakens—not in the cycle of reincarnation, but in the cold silence beyond it. There, he is offered the Eternal Paradox Codex—a forbidden artifact containing the hidden truths of the Grand Dao System itself.

 Rules. Loopholes. Vulnerabilities.

Knowledge not meant for those like him.

With this power, Xiao Ning is granted a single, impossible choice: accept oblivion, or step outside the Grand Dao entirely—to abandon fate, sever karma, and cultivate a path unbound by heaven or law.

It is Xiao Ning’s journey, from ashes to something beyond comprehension.

Not to become an Immortal among men.

But something even the heavens dare not bind.

If fate is a chain…
Then let him forge his own path in the void beyond.

Welcome to this humble tale.
The cultivation world is vast and unkind.

Let us begin again—on our terms.

Cultivating Immortality :I Obtained The Villain's Ascension Code

Xiao Ning stood still for a moment, then lifted his hands and began forming seals one after another. The air rippled gently as he activated the dormant formation hidden within the bronze.

Finally, he bit the tip of his finger and let a single drop of blood fall onto the claw mark.

The black claw symbol lit up with crimson light and began slowly rotating clockwise. Moments later, the bronze door began to dissolve, vanishing into itself as though being devoured by an unseen vortex.

When the last trace of metal disappeared, Xiao Ning stepped into the darkness beyond.

What lay inside was not a treasury or a grand archive, but a silent stone chamber, circular in shape and dimly lit by spiritual lamps embedded in the walls.

But contrary to what most might expect, there were no shelves of spirit treasures or manuals glowing with dao light.

Unfinished Business