Xuantian Mountain, the apex of the Holiest of all Sects.
A tall and imposing figure stood against the wind, his white clothes and long hair elegantly fluttering. Several disciples stood whispering not far away.
"Holy Son has been watching the scenery for five hours now, doesn't he need to cultivate?" a young disciple curiously asked.
"Hush, what the heck do you know! With the Holy Son's cultivation level, a flash of enlightenment is far more important than cultivation. Be careful where you're headed lest you disturb Holy Son's comprehension!" the senior disciple reprimanded in a low voice.
Hiss!
The young disciple immediately fell silent. Thinking of the Holy Son's rumoured ruthless persona, he couldn't help but shrink back and dared not say anything more.
On the other side, the female disciples looked at the Holy Son with adoring gazes.
"Holy Son is worthy of being the reincarnation of the Great Immortal Emperor. He is entering a deep, comprehensive state again!"
"His Excellency's comprehension has gone on for a full month, right? What a powerful comprehension skill!"
"Holy Son is so handsome!"
"Even with his back facing us, I can still feel his aloof temperament!"
"Ah, I really want to become his cultivation partner, if not, then Human Cauldron is good too…"
...
However, at this moment, the "Holy Son" Ling Tian's mood was not good at all.
"What the hell are they talking about?"
Comprehension?
Yes, he knew every letter of this word, C-O-M-P-R-E-H-E-N-S-I-O-N. But when talking about the action itself, he could not understand a single thing about it. In fact, he stood there pretending to be in a deep state of comprehension.
A month ago, upon arriving in this world of cultivation, Ling Tian had just acclimatized to his new identity- Holy Son of the Sacred Heaven Sect. The one well-known for having
The one well known for having—
Ling Tian's eyelid twitched.
—the personality of a spoiled peacock,—the talent of a half-step protagonist,—and the lifespan of a particularly unlucky mosquito.
Sacred Heaven Sect's beloved Holy Son… who dies in Chapter 12.
Fantastic.
He pinched the bridge of his nose internally. Outside, he maintained the serene, immortal, "I-am-comprehending-the-tao" posture. Inside, he was screaming.
Sacred Heaven Sect, from what he'd gathered, was:
— The number one righteous sect under the heavens
— The strongest hammer of justice
— The mortal enemy of anything with horns, scales, fangs, strange tattoos, a suspicious backstory, bad vibes, or simply an unfortunate face
And above all—
Fanatically anti-demon.
Their sect motto was practically:
"If you see a demon, smite it.
If you think you saw a demon, smite it.
If you dreamed about maybe seeing a demon—smite something anyway."
Anyway, let's start from the beginning—
I'm—was, Tian Malhotra.
Yeah, I got Tian, my first name, from my Chinese mother and Malhotra from my Indian father,
How so?
Well, it's quite a love story.
My father was a foreign diplomat stationed in Beijing, known for charming bureaucrats with a smile that could disarm even the most rigid of officials.
My mom, was the one assigned to keep an eye on him because, apparently, diplomacy also included "preventing international incidents caused by overly flirtatious smiles." She was sharp, cunning, and rumoured to have once convinced an entire delegation that a tea ceremony was a covert assassination attempt—without breaking a sweat.
In short, they fell for each other. But as in every other story, a twist came along.
The twist? My mother's family weren't happy with this relationship. They wanted a Chinese husband for her, preferably someone who could recite Confucius while balancing on one foot and simultaneously brew tea strong enough to make a dragon sneeze. My father, charming but stubborn, refused to step aside. My mother, equally stubborn, refused to settle for a boring life dictated by someone else.
The result? My father took my mother to his country, India. As my mother cut every relation with my maternal side of the family, leaving behind her country, the family, and a hundred-year-old bonsai that apparently held "the secret to enduring luck."
She told me later it survived exactly two weeks in India before my father accidentally knocked it off the balcony trying to show me how to "fly like the peacocks in Rajasthan."
Yeah. Luck was already an issue.
When I turned 12, in a car accident, they—
...
Ling Tian's calm façade twitched.
Right.
That was where his life had gone downhill fast.
Stay serene… stay serene… you're the Holy Son, not a traumatized onion…
He exhaled quietly through his nose, letting the mountain breeze flutter his sleeves like some ethereal sage. Meanwhile, his internal monologue was anything but holy.
...
Well, continuing the story—
When I turned 12, my parents died.
Not tragically.
Not heroically.
Not even in some karmic, fate-altering way.
No, no.
They died because a truck driver fell asleep while watching a cricket match on his phone.
Because of a sixer.
A man hit a six, the crowd roared, the driver's dopamine spiked, and boom—there went diplomacy, romance, cultural fusion, and my entire bloodline.
Thanks, cricket.
After that, I lived with my grandparents in India. Nice people. Warm. Loving.
But also…
"My child, study engineering."
"My child, become a doctor."
"My child, be an IAS officer."
"My child, don't waste time playing games—"
Which is funny, because guess what ultimately killed me?
A mobile game.
A gacha game.
A gacha game I downloaded because some guy online said the waifus had "peak jiggle physics optimized by a PhD in quantum bouncification."
Idiot.
Not him.
Me.
I spent years grinding, farming, and praying to RNGesus…only to get murdered by my own phone exploding after 643 consecutive failed pulls.
And now?
NOW, I am stuck in the body of Ling Tian—
The Holy Son of the Sacred Heaven Sect.
Who had once coveted a treasure. In order to attain it, he stirred up a fight between two big sects, leading to one of them being completely annihilated. He had also chased devil sect disciples thousands of miles for an immortal inheritance once and completely wiped them out.
Even for the disciples in his sect, as long as they offended him, the lightest punishment was suffering the pain of the flesh, the worst being crippling their cultivation. In short, he was a man devoid of the slightest compassion. He was an extremely indifferent egoist. A typical villain.
But such a villain actually had a handsome appearance as if he was blessed by the Goddess of Beauty. He had sword-shaped brows and star-slitted eyes; even the sun and the moon would be eclipsed by his peerless appearance.
So, no matter what wicked things he did, girls would still swoon over him.
…
'What a fuck, even if I am a villain, why cripple my cultivation base? Are you playing tricks on me, God?' Ling Tian couldn't help but grumble in his mind.
He came to this world with his old memories intact. But the original cultivation base in this body was sealed, and he couldn't even utilize the most basic technique, let alone cultivate. In short, he was now a cripple with a Golden Core cultivation.
In order to conceal the fact that he couldn't cultivate, Ling Tian had to come here every day to pretend that he had sudden Dao enlightenment. But even so, he now couldn't stand pretending anymore.
"Your sister… Isn't this a scam!?"
Others have golden fingers when they transverse through other worlds. Some having peerless magic weapons, some having peerless Cultivation Methods, some having powerful experts as their followers. But what about me?
Except for a lot of enemies, there isn't even a blade of grass left!
"System, if you don't show yourself now, do you believe that I will jump off this cliff and die with you together?!" Ling Tian gritted his teeth.
[A strong fluctuation has been detected from the host's emotions. Luck Plundering System has been activated.]
A cold voice sounded in his mind.
Ling Tian was startled, then he became excited. "I just said that casually, but it turns out there really is a system!"
[Luck Plundering System, a system of plundering every day, dedicated to rehabilitating the host's bad personality, and luck while turning the host over to a new leaf…]
With a lot of information inundating his mind, Li Ran quickly collected his thoughts. To put it simply, the system would issue random plundering tasks, and he could get rewards as long as he completed them. The higher the difficulty of the task, the more generous the reward would be.
"Plunder every day? You won't make me rob an old woman crossing the road, right? After all, I'm the Holy Son of the righteous sect!" Ling Tian murmured silently.
Why did he feel that this system seemed a bit unreliable?
But having something was better than nothing. This was the world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak. The law of the jungle was interpreted to the extreme here.
In his current state, as long as he walked out of the sect, he would be devoured by enemies, and not even his bones would be left.
"System, hurry up and issue a mission! I have to quickly regain my strength."
[Since the host is too cold-blooded and isn't close to anybody, please go and seek a passionate love!] the system sounded.
[Mission: Within 24 hours, confess to the opposite sex and obtain the other party's consent to be her lover. After the mission is completed, you will get rewards! The quality of the reward depends on the task's completion progress!]
Ling Tian: "——"
Fall in love with the opposite sex? This is a plundering deed?
Why do I think that robbing an old woman crossing the road is better now?
"Please! I am Holy Son!!! The cruel reincarnation of the Great Immortal Emperor! Now, you want me to confess? Can't this bitchy system respect me a little?"
[If the task is not completed, the system will go to an indefinite sleep. Does the host choose to give up?]
"Tsk, isn't it just making someone fall in love with me? I am a master at this!" Ling Tian's expression quickly changed as if he were a puppy trying to please its owner.
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A/N: Yo! My dear readers,
Surprised? Didn't expect to see a cultivation-type novel from me, right? Well, I want to try something new, and this idea has been revolving in my mind for quite some time, so I simply wrote this.
Comment your thoughts on this first chapter.
Peace Outt✌️