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Born a slave. Marked by fate. Abandoned by the heavens.
Until death triggered his awakening.

Lin Sheng was never meant to rise. But when he unlocks the legendary Heavenly Internal Body, he gains the power to bend fate, distort time, and carve his own path through cultivation’s cruel world.

From the lowest realm, he begins a slow, brutal climb—facing corrupt sects, divine beasts, and immortal killers who fear what he might become. With forbidden techniques, heaven-level treasures, and a Phoenix that burns karma itself, Lin Sheng challenges a reality built to break him.

Beside him stands Mu Yanyu, a noble warrior of ice and soul, whose love is as enduring as the heavens he aims to defy.

He will not bow.
He will not break.
He will rise—beyond time, beyond fate, to claim the power the heavens denied him.

The immortal Land

Chapter 12 – The Spirit of the Sect, the Shadows of the Soul

The quiet hum of spirit energy wrapped around Lin Sheng as he sat cross-legged in his new quarters — a simple chamber within the Heavenly Cloud Sect's outer disciple quarters. The room was plain, yet clean. Pale wood floors, an incense altar, and a small cultivation array glimmered faintly beneath his feet. For the first time since his rise to Emperor in the Mountain Kingdom, he felt... alone.

The aftershocks of his Soul Root breakthrough still danced through his meridians. His mind was clearer, his thoughts deeper — but his heart, burdened by a thousand memories, remained restless.

He unrolled the jade scroll gifted by Elder Mei of the Entry Hall: a guide for all new outer disciples.

> "Six Trials to advance to Inner Disciple. Weekly sparring. Five monthly quotas. Annual Sect Meet. Penalty for insubordination: soul lashings."

The words blurred as Lin Sheng's inner perception stirred. He could feel it — a faint pull beneath the mountain, something ancient watching him. Not with hostility, but with... expectation.

> "You're the one who broke the Bone Pressure Stone yesterday?"

A tall boy with ink-black eyes and a pale blue robe stood at the entrance. His badge read Xu Fan.

Xu Fan gave a tight smile. "Humble. That's rare here. I'm Xu Fan, ranked fourth among the outer disciples. You stirred the Sect with your display. Be careful. Some won't appreciate your rise."

> "I didn't come to impress," Lin Sheng replied, his gaze steady. "Only to grow."

Xu Fan's smile froze briefly before he nodded and walked away, whispering something under his breath.

As the door closed again, Lin Sheng's soul pulsed uneasily.

The next few days passed in rhythm. Lin Sheng joined the Basic Martial Classes, learning the Sect's four foundational techniques:

And Silent Listening Spirit Meditation.

Despite being new, he advanced faster than expected. His Soul Root resonated deeply with every technique, and by the fifth day, even Instructor Huo Jing — a stern, one-eyed cultivator — began watching him closely.

> "You're either touched by heaven," Huo murmured after a demonstration, "or cursed by it."

Each night, Lin Sheng trained alone under the starlit courtyard, where he began refining his soul essence. In secret, he activated the first sequence of his forbidden inheritance — the Ember Vein of the Eternal Flame, gifted to him in the Forgotten Land. Though not yet usable in combat, it enhanced his soul perception, allowing him to detect emotions, intentions, and spiritual irregularities around him.

🌀 New Friend and First Conflict

On the seventh day, during a public sparring session, Lin Sheng was paired against a notorious bully — Jin Wuying, a beast-bodied disciple known for humiliating newcomers.

The crowd murmured as Wuying stepped in, cracking his knuckles.

> "Let's see if your bones are as strong as that test stone, champion."

Lin Sheng remained silent, stepping into the ring.

In three controlled strikes — no blood spilled, no killing intent unleashed — Wuying was disarmed, knocked down, and publicly humbled.

The outer disciples buzzed in whispers. Some admired. Others feared. But Xu Fan, watching from the training pavilion, clenched his fists. The more Lin Sheng grew... the more dangerous he became.

> "If the Sect won't suppress him," Xu Fan murmured, turning to Zhang Mo beside him, "then we will."

Xu Fan: Jealous, intelligent, patient. Seeks to eliminate Lin Sheng through manipulation and soul-based tricks.

Zhang Mo: A quiet schemer. Former inner sect candidate expelled for secret arts.

Wuying: A beast-bodied cultivator, now defeated, may become a reluctant ally or seek revenge.

chapter 12