Action and speech, silence and stillness

Su Changqing reincarnated into a fantasy world, directly starting with a heavenly advantage, being born into a Great Emperor family.

His father is Su's contemporary family head at the quasi-emperor peak, his mother is the sword pavilion's legitimate daughter with Great Saint cultivation, and even a steward of the Su family is a Saint King.

Born into such a powerful family, Su Changqing could easily reach the peak just by doing nothing.

But his father, Su Nan, was afraid that his son would become a pompous and arrogant wastrel in such an environment, so he established a Truman World for Su Changqing!

In a poor family, with no way to cultivate, Su Changqing struggled through hardships and finally joined a small sect.

What he didn't know was that his enlightenment teacher was actually the contemporary Confucian Immortal.

The taciturn elder teaching him Sword Techniques was actually the Sword Fool famous across the continent.

The irritable elder who always blew up the alchemy furnace was known as the Pill Saint.

To prevent Su Changqing from being arrogant due to his talents, many famous teachers were extremely harsh, and the Divine Techniques taught were very difficult to master.

But soon, these teachers were all panicking.

"Sword Fool master, the Nine Yang Sword is too simple, is there any other Divine Technique?"

"Pill Saint master, don't leave, I've already mastered the Yin Yang Reversal Alchemy Technique, teach me something more powerful."

"Hey hey hey, Confucian master, don't run, I've finished reading the books you asked me to..."

Looking at the retreating masters, Su Changqing sighed helplessly,

"A small sect is really a small sect, unreliable..."


Comprehension Ability: I Come From the Great Emperor Family

Corpses float, blood pools converge, resentment surges.


Chang Qing looked pale into the distance, at what seemed like a hell on earth cut apart by the surrounding beautiful scenery.


He had killed people before, his hands stained with quite a bit of blood.


But even so, the scene before him impacted him greatly.


Because... the dead people weren't due to the conflicts between cultivators.


Instead, they were slaughtered like livestock!


Noticing Chang Qing's pale face, Xuan Qingzi asked with a slightly tense expression.


"A group of black-clad figures... thousands of mundane corpses, as if in... a blood sacrifice?"


Chang Qing suppressed the discomfort in his heart, speaking in a low tone.


Upon hearing this, everyone present was shocked and almost simultaneously exclaimed.


There were countless forces in the Cangyan Continent, but only the demonic cult was known for using such heaven-defying methods.


Chapter 137: You disrupted my originally good mood!