Cang Luo World, Mystical Sect.
The Mystical Sect's Sect Master, Leng Qingyan, sat cross-legged on the praying mat. She looked up at the night sky in the distance in disappointment.
"Is my time finally coming to an end…"
Leng Qing Yan sighed softly, looking extremely lonely.
If anyone else saw her current appearance, they would definitely be surprised that this female devil actually had such a lonely moment.
After all, ever since Leng Qingyan stepped onto the path of cultivation.
They advanced triumphantly, fighting with the various prodigies and fighting against powerful enemies from all directions.
He would challenge secret realms, fight for treasures, seize opportunities, and establish his reputation!
He killed all those who wanted to be enemies with him.
With piles of corpses and rolling heads, she accumulated the reputation of the number one female devil in the world!
What thirteen mountain gates, five grotto-heavens, and three god estates?
When Leng Qing Yan's name was mentioned, there was only reverence, afraid that they would offend Leng Qing Yan and be seen as enemies.
She had even established the Mystical Sect single-handedly, a top sect in the world!
He suppressed the prodigies of the same generation and could not raise his head at all!
Even the more experienced veteran powerhouses wouldn't dare to call themselves seniors in front of Leng Qingyan!
However, no one knew that Leng Qingyan was about to die.
"I'm not afraid of dying just like that. However, who should I hand over the inheritance of such a huge Mystical Sect?”
Leng Qingyan muttered to herself.
In her life, she had stood too high up and did not have many friends.
The Mystical Sect, the sect that she had established single-handedly, was one of the few sects that she could not let go of.
Just as she was thinking hard, a stream of light suddenly shot over from the sky and entered her glabella.
[Life simulator binding successful. Bound to Mystical Sect's founder, Leng Qingyan!]
A system notification sounded in Leng Qingyan's mind.
Then, information appeared in her memory.
Leng Qingyan's expression was filled with seriousness and doubt.
When she finished deciphering all the information, she found out that it was about the usage of the life simulator.
Immediately, the light in his eyes grew by three inches, and a strong joy appeared on his face.
"This system can actually simulate the future of others?”
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At the same time.
Mystical Sect, Ninth Summit, True Disciple Hall.
Jiang Chuan was lying on a bluestone on the hillside with his hands behind his head, looking at the night sky.
He was the Ninth Peak's Peak Master and Leng Qingyan's ninth disciple.
Leng Qingyan had nine Successive Disciples.
The other eight legacy disciples were all peerless prodigies, and their combat strength looked down on everyone.
They had lived up to the reputation of the Mystical Sect, a top-notch demon sect!
As for Jiang Chuan, he was the ninth true disciple.
However, he was here to replace her.
The original ninth direct disciple, Ouyang Blood Red, had died in battle in the Desire Sea Plain ten years ago.
Before he died, Ouyang Bloodred handed the ninth summit to Jiang Chuan.
Therefore, Jiang Chuan was also the most useless legacy disciple.
His cultivation was only at the pitiful third level of the Divine Sea Realm.
The cultivation realm was divided into Qi Refinement, Divine Sea, Ascension Mystic, True Self, Marquis, King, and Emperor of Extremity.
Which of the other core disciples had not reached the Noble Plane long ago?
"Cultivation isn't easy. I didn't expect that the inner volume of this cultivation world would be so serious.”
Jiang Chuan could not help but sigh as he recalled the various experiences he had gone through on the path of cultivation.
Ten years ago, Jiang Chuan transmigrated to this world and became the legacy disciple of the Mystical Sect's ninth summit, Ouyang Hongxue's servant boy.
Ouyang Xuehong was a loner and extremely bloodthirsty.
The other legacy disciples of the eight peaks would more or less nurture their own factions.
Only Ouyang Xuehong was either fighting or on the way to fighting.
In the end, in a duel, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but no one came to visit.
Only Jiang Chuan had taken care of him before his death.
Only then did Ouyang Hongxue allow Jiang Chuan to take over the Mystical Sect's ninth summit and become the sect master's ninth personal disciple.
Unfortunately, Jiang Chuan could become this direct disciple because of Ouyang Sanguine Red's will.
Not to mention that the other people from the Mystical Sect did not approve of it.
Even Sect Master Leng Qingyan had never summoned him again after giving him the title of Immediate Disciple.
Not to mention the resources and guidance for cultivation.
His talent was mediocre and he had no meridians.
Even many outer sect disciples would secretly mock Jiang Chuan for being a "cheap personal disciple" when they saw him.
"If the heavens didn't give birth to me, Li Chungang, the sword path would last forever!”
"Little fellow, if you learn my sword arts as soon as possible, how can you be depressed in this sect?”
At this moment, a voice brimming with confidence sounded in his mind.
Jiang Chuan facepalmed when he heard that. It's happening again!
Ten years ago, Jiang Chuan was the only one who had transmigrated to this world.
Along with it were some special personalities in his mind.
The voice in his mind was one of the special personalities that had transmigrated with him!
Spring Autumn Sword Armor, Li Chungang!
In the world of snow, he was the Sword Armor of the Spring and Autumn Thirteen Sects, one of the top four Grandmasters of the first sixty years, and a sword genius that only appeared once every five hundred years!
It was also one of the awakened personalities that he was most familiar with.
"Learn swordsmanship? If you want to learn, you must learn my Mount Shu Sword Art!”
Just as Li Chungang finished speaking, another wild and unruly voice sounded in Jiang Chuan's mind.
"Hahaha, ride the sword and ride the wind to eliminate the demons in the world! A thousand cups of wine won't make me drunk, only I, the Liquor Sword Immortal!”
"Little fellow, after learning my sword technique, you might not be invincible in this world, but at least in this world, you can become a famous figure.”
This was another special personality that existed in Jiang Chuan's mind.
In the Immortal World, the secular disciple of the Mount Shu Immortal Sword Sect, the Liquor Sword Immortal, Situ Zhong!
"Learn your swordsmanship? I think Jiang Chuan will become a drunkard!”
Li Chungang immediately retorted.
Seeing that the two personalities in his mind were about to quarrel again, Jiang Chuan immediately felt a headache coming on.
"Seniors, stop for a moment and let me go.”
Jiang Chuan looked helpless as he held his forehead and begged.
He couldn't help but think about what would happen if more and more personalities awakened in the future.
Jiang Chuan was both troubled and looking forward to it.
That's right.
Jiang Chuan did not know how many personalities there were in his mind, but there were a total of five awakened personalities.
According to these personalities, the later the awakening, the stronger the personality.
"There's no one like me in this world who holds the sun, moon, and stars!”
At this moment, a forceful voice sounded in Jiang Chuan's mind.
"Why learn sword techniques? Jiang Chuan, as long as you agree to establish the Tang Sect in this world.”
"You can directly devour my consciousness and instantly obtain everything about me. At that time, with a Blue Silver Grass Binding, you will be invincible in the world!”
The speaker this time was the Spirit World's Seagod, Tang San.
Hearing Tang San's words, Jiang Chuan laughed awkwardly: "Senior Tang, I might as well learn swordsmanship.”
In fact, if these personalities agreed, Jiang Chuan could devour them directly.
Not only would he be able to completely obtain the personalities 'inheritance, but he would also be able to obtain their abilities.
At the same time, the consciousness of these personalities would completely dissipate.
Of course, Jiang Chuan didn't choose to agree to Tang San's request, not because he couldn't bear to part with him.
Rather, he really couldn't raise any interest in the so-called Blue Silver Winding.
"You!"
Tang San was so angry he couldn't speak.
The Wine Sword Immortal and Situ Zhong laughed at the same time.
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