I've grown—from a newborn child into a five-year-old prodigy.
[Current Cultivation Realm: Mortal (Stage 2)]
That's where I started, shortly after I was born.
Now?
[Current Cultivation Realm: Mortal (Stage 10)]
You're probably thinking
"That's kinda slow, isn't it?"
And honestly, I thought the same at first.
But then I found out the truth:The System sealed my progression.I couldn't go any higher until I completed a certain quest.
[Main Quest: Join a Cultivation Sect]
[Reward: Unlock next realm path]
[Bonus Unlock: Hidden Quest (Requires Role Selection: Anti-Hero / Villain)]
The system even gave me a little description:
"Anti-Heroes walk their own path of justice through conviction."
"Villains are unpredictable—free to be peaceful or dangerous, kind or cruel."
Huh…
Villain sounds way more fun.Freedom to do whatever I want? Yeah, I'll take that.
Still, I was curious.
"System, why isn't there a Hero path for me?"
[System:]
"Answer: Your Personality – Pure Evil (Immortal) – is incompatible with Heroic alignment."
Well… guess I'm destined to be the villain then.
I'll ask my parents about the sect later.
Ding!
[Congratulations!]
[You have chosen: Villain Role]
[New Function Unlocked: Luck Devoured]
You may now absorb Fortune from Son of Luck or Daughter of Fortune.Methods include: Humiliation, Violence, Robbery, Manipulation, and other unorthodox tactics.Each act of "Devouring" increases your own Luck and bends Fate toward your will.
I smirked.
So I can steal the destiny of the chosen ones?Sounds like fun.
—
After receiving the system's quest, I decided to go ask my mom for permission to join a cultivation sect.
I didn't bother asking my dad. Why?
Because he's way too overprotective.
He'd probably say something like
"What if you get bullied or humiliated?"
Seriously, Dad?Who in their right mind would even dare to bully the son of Xianzun Tianyao?I'm literally the only son of the Clan Leader of the number one Immortal Clan.Anyone stupid enough to try would be erased from existence—forever.
So I went to Mom instead.
"Mommy~ Can I pleaaaase join a cultivation sect?"
I looked up at her with my brightest, sparkliest eyes. Stars might as well have been twinkling inside them.
She blinked.
"Xiao Shuang, don't you think it's a little too early? You're only five years old."
"But Mommy! Xiao Shuang wants to become stronger! So I can protect you, Daddy, and our whole Clan!"
A perfect reason. Guaranteed approval incoming.
She let out a soft sigh, then smiled and gently lifted me into her arms.
"Alright, Xiao Shuang. If that's truly your dream, Mommy won't stop you."
She kissed my forehead gently.
Though more protective than Father, she was also more supportive.Especially when it came to her little boy chasing his dreams.
Then—
With just a blink—
The world around me changed.
We had teleported to an entirely different realm.
The sky here was dark, yet majestic.Ancient statues loomed around a massive black palace, and demonic energy rippled through the air like silent waves.
"This place… feels strong."
My mother smiled.
"Alright, Xiao Shuang. Let's go meet your grandfather. He's the Sect Master of this place."
This was the Demonic Sky Devour Sect—one of the Top 10 Great Sects of the Upper Realm.
She gently held my hand as we walked forward.Eventually, we entered a grand hall… and there he was.
My grandfather.
He looked young—far too young for someone with snowy white hair.But his presence… his aura was menacing, like a storm barely held in check.
He looked majestic. Beautiful, even.Now I understood where Mommy got her genes.
Thank you, Grandpa, for helping create such divine DNA. I'm truly a masterpiece.
Suddenly, that terrifying aura vanished.
"Yuelian?!"With a flash, he appeared in front of Mom and hugged her tightly.
"My lovely daughter! You're back!"He gently patted her head with a tender expression, like all that scary energy from before never existed.
Then he turned to me.
"…Oh? What's this little doll? You made it from a corpse? Looks like something I'd create! Hahaha!"
Mom rolled her eyes.
"Father, this is not a doll. This is Wu Shuang—my son. Your grandson."
He froze for a split second.
"…Who's the father?"
"Xianzun Tianyao."
"…That reckless brat?!He's my grandson's father?! Unbelievable!"
He gritted his teeth dramatically.
"Even if he's from the Xianzun Clan—so what?! That doesn't mean I'm scared of them!"
"If I must, I'll fight every immortal in the heavens to teach that brat a lesson!"
Whoa, okay! There's a lot about my family I clearly don't know...
"Grandpa?"
I spoke softly, trying to ease the tension.
He turned to look at me—and his expression softened instantly.
Then, before I could blink, I was already in his arms.
"Haha! He's adorable! Just like Yuelian when she was young."
"Little Shuang, call me Grandpa Mo Tian."
"Grandpa Mo Tian!"
"HAHAHA! That's right! Your amazing grandpa is here!"
While he was spinning me around like a toy, Mommy gently spoke up.
"Father, can Xiao Shuang join your sect?"
He paused mid-spin, still holding my cheeks between his fingers.
"Yuelian, you do realize where you are, right?"
"This is a demonic sect. It's not some righteous playground. The environment here might not suit my grandson."
Ow ow ow—grandpa, please let go of my cheeks already!
"Please, Father."
And then… I saw something truly unexpected.
My mom—yes, my calm, composed, celestial-level mother—looked at her dad with sparkly pleading eyes like a spoiled little girl.
Déjà vu. Now I know where I got that look from.
He sighed in defeat.
"…Haah. If you ask me like that, how could I possibly say no to my precious daughter and cute grandson?"
"Thanks, Dad!" she giggled and hugged him like a little girl.
Wow. So that's where she learned it.
He set me down gently, his lips still curled into a grin.
"Alright, alright…"
Mom smiled.
"From now on, Xiao Shuang is an official disciple of the Demonic Sky Devour Sect."
—
After I joined the sect, I thought—
"Hey, this place seems pretty cool."
Yeah… I take that back.
Completely.
This place is hell.
Now I understand why it's called the Demonic Sky Devour Sect.I've seen things in just the first few weeks that would make normal people run for their lives.
One guy got all his savings stolen.Another got beaten into the dirt just for "looking too soft."
Mercy?Kindness?
Those words don't exist here.
And me?
You might ask
"Wu Shuang, how do you really feel about all this?"
Hehe...
I think it's exciting.And, uh—don't tell Mom...
I'm the one doing half of it.
That's right.For the past few weeks, I've been having the time of my life here.Bullies? Gone.Arrogant seniors? Broken.Treasures? Mine.
This place isn't hell.
It's a playground.
Anyway, I've got more training to do.
And one last thing—
Shhh… don't tell Grandpa either.