Chapter 0001: The Origin of Foolishness, Past Life's Hatred (Revised)

  The Heavy Sword Sect was flattened for hundreds of meters, with ruins and smoke everywhere, and corpses scattered all over the fields. Hundreds to thousands of Supreme Immortals were severely injured, and Lin Qianfan, the master of the Lin family, had his right arm blown off at the shoulder. He glared at Li Fuchen who stood at the edge of the cliff, his eyes burning with anger and hatred, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

  "Hand over the Li Ruo Knife and surrender the Heaven-grade Spirit Dan, or perhaps I might spare your life."

  "Li Ruo Dao, you're already a dead man walking. Just wait and see how I'll flay your skin and gnaw your bones, making you unable to live or die."

  "Li Ran, don't be stubbornly resistant anymore. Since you have reached the realm of a top-grade alchemist, hand over the heavenly-grade spirit dan and report to the old ancestor, perhaps he will spare your life."

  ……

  A hubbub of shouting came from all around.

  Li Ran's sword was clad in a grey robe, with the wind whistling around him. His entire body was bathed in blood, and he could feel his life force rapidly draining away. He gazed at those people with an expression that was both calm and cold, yet also contained a deep-seated intent to kill, just like the sword in his hand, which had a frenzied thirst for drinking the blood of his enemies.

  Even if I have suffered a mortal wound, even if countless immortals are waiting in ambush, and it is already a situation where death is certain. What of it?

  Li Ran Dao looked at those who were hesitant to attack, the upper immortals who only shouted in anger but did not dare to charge forward, and a hint of arrogant and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  With a three-foot sword, I'll wash away the flames of hatred for a thousand miles and sing a heroic song to express my sorrow.

  Lin Qianhang, you and the Heavy Sword Sect killed my master Baicao Daoren to get the formula and ingredients for the Heaven-grade Spirit Dan. I didn't think that I would successfully refine this Heaven-grade Spirit Dan. And even more unexpected is that this Spirit Dan turned out to be a violently explosive and abnormal Blazing Inferno Dan! I, Li Rengdao, have successfully refined the Heaven-grade Spirit Dan and finally achieved the realm of Dan Medicine Master. Today, I've come for revenge.

  "Alright, this little brat has no way out now, we've caught him, let's make his life miserable."

  Lin Qianhang's face was twisted in a scream as he shouted with great force, the crowd surged forward, and suddenly Li Ran's knife slowly extended his right hand, palm up, holding another round and egg-like spiritual elixir, emitting a faint chill, dispersing a thin mist into the air.

  It was the Bakuen Dan that had previously plunged everyone into a nightmarish disaster.

  Innumerable superior immortals retreated in a flurry. Li Ran's knife sneered and smiled, his eyes gazing far into the distance.

  There are only two World Flame Pills in the world, and the hundred herbs collected by the Hundred Herbs Daoist throughout his life can only be refined into these two pills. Once they're used up, this kind of top-grade spiritual pill will never appear again in the world.

  Lin Qianhang, you're not after the Heaven-grade Spirit Dan, are you? Alright, I'll give it to you, all of it.

  Gazing at the distant ancient tripod mountain, Li Ran's heart suddenly ached violently. There, a stunningly beautiful figure was waiting, with every glance, there were deep emotions like the sea, and every memory was etched in his heart.

  The beloved Cheng Susu is the successor of one of the four major sects in the Qin Feng continent, the only daughter of the master of Gudingshan. The beloved had once vowed to the world with her life that she would not marry anyone but Li Ran's sword. She had said that she would spend her whole life getting stronger and then openly go to Gudingshan to welcome her beloved, but unfortunately, she finally failed to fulfill her promise to her beloved.

  Is this farewell in life also a farewell for all eternity? Will we be separated as humans and ghosts in the future, forever isolated from heaven and earth?

  Su Su, if there really is a Yellow Spring in this world, I will go through all the hardships and difficulties to leave the ghost realm and find you again!

  Li Ruo's lips curled up in a faint, cruel smile. Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth and flowed slowly outwards. The dense fog at the edge of the cliff was like a sea, and Li Ruo's robes fluttered as if he were about to ride the wind away.

  Lin Qianhang was bleeding profusely, his face deathly pale. Yet he remained calm and shouted in a deep voice: "Li Ranbiao, put down that Exploding Flame Pill, you can leave, we won't stop you."

  Li Ran's thoughts returned, and he turned his head to coldly laugh, lightly cursing: "Idiot."

  Lin Qianhang's face twisted with anger, and suddenly a majestic aura like a mountain range rapidly approached from afar, enveloping the mountain top. Someone in the crowd excitedly shouted: "The Ancestor of the Infant Transformation has arrived! The Ancestor finally received the message and rushed over, Li Ruo, this time see how you can struggle!"

  The massive pressure of the violent rage was about to crush Li Ran, and the people around him were also in a state of frenzy. At this moment, a brilliant light burst forth from the dense fog, sending severed limbs flying everywhere. The cultivators of the Heavy Sword Sect were once again severely injured, and even the divine sense of the Old Ancestor of the Infant Transformation was shattered into dust.

  Li Ranno, this Dan Tao Zong Shi, in the last heavenly grade spirit pill self exploded, pulling that Lin Tian Xing together to perish.

  Between heaven and earth, the wind whispers a mournful melody that lingers on. With a three-foot sword wave, I'll wash away the flames of resentment for a thousand miles, singing a heroic tragic song.

  ……

  The eaves are broken, the ridgepole is snapped, autumn rain pours down like a libation, and with a loud crack of thunder, the old temple is illuminated by lightning, only to plunge into darkness again.

  "Ah——"

  Li Ran suddenly opened his eyes, and all he saw was a blur in front of him, his heart filled with a chill.

  "Where is this? Is there really a Yellow Spring? Am I in the realm of ghosts?"

  Li Ran's brow furrowed, and he propped himself up with a look of surprise, making an effort to take in his surroundings. A flash of lightning silently streaked across the sky, and in that momentary brightness, he clearly saw the two broken doors swaying in the wind five meters in front of him, as well as the tattered red window paper, and the mottled old walls on either side...

  A huge shock in his heart, he was stunned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to touch the lower part of his body, where his hands were a messy pile of straw.

  This scene is so familiar, it's etched in his mind and heart. He doesn't need a second glance to know that this is the old dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Wanghe Town, where he and his brother used to roam during the day and take shelter at night decades ago. It's been many years since Li Ruo Dao last returned to this broken temple. How did he end up here? Is this a hallucination from the ghost realm?

  A string of doubts constantly flooded into Li Neng's mind.

  Li Rengdao's eyes widened, his mouth agape, and he slowly lowered his hands from his head. Suddenly, his gaze fixed on his own hands, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, unable to move an inch. Li Rengdao saw that his hands had shrunk by one size, slender and small.

  Another flash of lightning cut through the air, and Li Ran's knife quickly lowered his head. In the puddle of water that had accumulated from the leaky rain, Li Ran saw his current reflection, still a middle-aged man struggling in the immortal world for countless years, with a face full of wind and frost, but clearly a young boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

  Can't close mouth anymore, borrowing the dim light to turn around and look around, the desolate walls of the broken temple, oneself is sitting on that messy grass, behind the old shrine is buzzing in the thunder.

  Gradually, the distant memories of his youth slowly emerged in his mind.

  Li Ruo's eyes gradually became moist.

  "I'm alive, am I still alive? But somehow, I've returned to my own youth?"

  The bizarre distortion of time and space made Li Ranno unable to understand no matter what, he stretched out his hand and pinched himself hard on the thigh, the pain in his leg made Li Ranno's mouth suddenly split open.

  "I, I'm not dreaming, I've really returned to my own youth."

  As he thought of this, a gleam of light slowly lit up in Li Ran's heart, and he suddenly couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable joy.

  "Could it be that heaven has taken pity on me, allowing myself to start anew and make up for the regrets of my past life? Master is not yet dead, I still have a chance to find Susu..."

  Taking a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, but no matter what, he couldn't calm down his pounding heartbeat.

  After a long while of sorting out his thoughts, Li Fenger's eyes gradually became brighter. Rebirth was real. Since the heavens gave him another chance from the start, then how many regrets could be started anew, how many injustices could be cut off ahead of time, and how many emotional wounds could finally find their ultimate happiness...

  Li Ruo had a tumultuous life before meeting his master, Bai Cao Dao Ren, who took him in and taught him the art of alchemy. The two became like father and son.

  Bai Cao Dao Ren wholeheartedly impacted the Dan Tao Zong Shi realm, spending his entire life collecting all the heavenly-grade spiritual elixirs. However, he didn't expect that somehow the news spread to Lin Qian Xing, the young master of Zhong Jian Men, who brought over a dozen Dan Sheng Upper Immortals to chase and kill him for the elixirs. Bai Cao Dao Ren died with resentment at the hands of Lin Qian Xing.

  Li Ranbiao succeeded in carrying on his master's legacy and finally refined the Heaven-grade Spirit Dan. The violent flame of the dan burst forth, its power comparable to that of a Yuan Ying self-detonation. In one move, it flattened the unprepared Heavy Sword Mountain Sect to the ground. The second violent flame dan dragged Lin Qianhang along with it to mutual destruction, avenging this blood feud.

  "It's still early days since that miserable experience, and now that I've been reborn, I have plenty of time to prevent all those things from happening again, and I won't let the tragedy repeat itself..."

  Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm myself down, and my thoughts flew across decades of time. Those memories of my youth that had long been sealed in my mind burst forth.

  Li Ranno is now in a dilapidated temple in Wangheji Town, where he was born decades ago.

  This small town is surrounded by spiritual mountains and valleys, and many powerful immortal families are hidden in the nearby mountain city, with a strong folk custom, almost everyone practices martial arts and cultivates immortality.

  "I should be thirteen now."

  Li Ruo's early life was filled with bitterness and hardship. He vividly remembered the year he turned thirteen, when disaster struck from above. His family had offended the powerful immortal clan, the Gong Sun Family, and his father was caught by the seventh elder of the Gong Sun Family, Gong Sun Hong, who brutally beat him before sealing off his cultivation and sending him to the Xuan Shi Valley as a mining slave for the Gong Sun Family.

  Li Ran's knife skills were mediocre and he was unable to rescue his father.

  After his father was arrested, everything in the house was confiscated. Li Ruo Dao took his six-year-old brother and wandered around everywhere, barely making a living by doing odd jobs during the day, and at night, they would suffer and guard in a broken temple. On a rainy night, his brother had a high fever and fainted, and eventually died of illness and injury. That year, his brother was still just an ignorant child who didn't understand the world, and he could only stand by and watch, unable to save him - this was Li Ruo Dao's lifelong regret. It was after this that he met his master, Bai Cao Dao Ren.

  Since I've been reborn, let's first take care of things in front of me and make all regrets disappear!

  Li Ran's knife flashed and he clenched his fists suddenly.