C1 Immortal Emperor's Awakening

In Windhaven, within the Lin Family Estate, Lin Feng's eyes fluttered open.

"At last, I have awakened."

Three days prior, Lin Feng, the son of the Lin Family Patriarch, had tragically fallen from a cliff. Found barely clinging to life, it seemed his end would come prematurely. Yet, unexpectedly, the dormant remnant soul of the Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor within him stirred to life, sparing him from death's grip.

Lin Feng rose from his bed, his mind flooded with visions of his past: a realm above, where legions of immortals and demons bowed before him in a glorious spectacle. He recognized these memories as his own and realized they could shape his future.

Standing tall, a confident grin spread across his face as he declared,

"If the Heavenly Dao has left behind even a sliver of my soul, then it has conceded defeat. Once I ascend to the pinnacle again, I shall rule over this world." Two decades earlier, as the Immortal Emperor, Lin Feng had defied the heavens, believing the Heavenly Dao had no right to dictate his destiny.

Sensing a threat, the Heavenly Dao unleashed its punishment. Yet, Lin Feng's might was such that he withstood the divine retribution for ten thousand years until it ultimately crumbled. Surviving such an ordeal was no small feat, and though his physical form was destroyed, his indomitable spirit endured.

With unwavering confidence, he believed that with sufficient time, he could rise once more to unparalleled power. With this in mind, he promptly sat down to assess his current physical state and began to practice the sacred technique from his past life, the Di Tian Soul Spell.

In his former existence, Lin Feng had reigned supreme in the Immortal Realm through this very technique. Acquired too late in his journey, it was akin to a mid-life awakening. Now, with the advantage of youth, he was poised to start anew.

After three days, Lin Feng's eyes opened once more, and he expelled a breath of stale air. His wounds had long since healed, and his strength had soared, propelling him to the Eighth Realm of the Qi Sea as a cultivator.

The Soul Decision was truly formidable!

If the Lin Family elders were to witness Lin Feng's prowess, they'd surely be astonished, their jaws dropping in disbelief. For a teenager to reach the Eighth Realm of the Qi Sea was an extraordinary feat, the mark of a once-in-a-millennium prodigy.

Not just within the modest Lin Family, but across the entire Great Desolate Province, Lin Feng was a talent of rare caliber. And to think, he had only been at it for three days. He was nothing short of phenomenal.

Outside the house at that moment:

"That good-for-nothing is still alive. His luck is unbelievable. But really, he's just squandering the Lin Family's resources."

"Absolutely. If it weren't for his status as the Patriarch's son, he'd have been thrown out on his ear long ago. We all thought he'd be done for after that fall, but look at him—still clinging on."

The servants' murmurs drifted through the walls, but they didn't incite anger in Lin Feng; instead, he let out a cold laugh. Previously, Lin Feng had been the Lin Family's shame, unable to cultivate and subjected to endless mockery. If not for his father's position as the clan leader, he might well have been exiled from the family.

Such was the harsh reality of the cultivation world—without strength, you were doomed to a life of servitude.

But recently, the Patriarch of the Lin Family had come into possession of a Nine Revolving Heaven and Earth Pill, a divine elixir seldom seen. It was said that anyone who took the pill, even those incapable of cultivating, would instantly transform into a cultivation genius.

Naturally, Lin Feng's father desired greatness for his son, intending for him to take the pill. Yet somehow, word got out within the family, sparking gossip that the Patriarch was favoring his own 'worthless' son with the family's assets.

This caused unrest among the clan members, but Lin Feng knew the truth—the pill was his father's life's trade, and it had nothing to do with the rest of the clan.

Some in the family were simply envious, hence the malicious talk. He even suspected that his recent fall from the cliff might have been orchestrated by someone within the clan. But now, everything had changed. He was no longer the Lin Feng of before, but rather Lin Feng reborn, the reincarnation of an Immortal Emperor.

Before long, he would turn the tables on those who had once scorned him, compelling them to see him in an entirely new light.

Lin Feng stepped out of his room to the astonishment of the household servants, who couldn't believe that the man who had been at death's door just yesterday was now full of life and energy. Despite their low opinions of him, as mere servants of the Lin Family, they wouldn't dare voice their thoughts. They were also concerned that Lin Feng might have overheard their earlier conversation and would seek retribution, so they kept their heads down and remained silent.

Casting a disdainful look their way, Lin Feng reminded himself that he was an esteemed Immortal Venerable; squabbling with these insignificant beings would be beneath him. With that thought, he turned on his heel and made his way to the family's martial arts training ground. He was pleased to find it nearly deserted; most of the Lin Family had already retired for the evening, and he preferred the solitude.

Approaching a stone lock that weighed three thousand kilograms, Lin Feng was reminded of a peer, Lin Shan, a young man of his own age within the Lin Family. Lin Shan, his second uncle's cousin, should have respectfully addressed him as 'brother,' but given that Lin Shan was a once-in-a-century prodigy and Lin Feng was considered a once-in-a-century failure, Lin Shan had never paid him any respect, let alone addressed him properly, often resorting to humiliation at every encounter.

It was only three days ago, right here, that Lin Shan had mustered all his strength to hoist the stone lock above his head. Though he couldn't maintain the lift for more than a few seconds before dropping it, he still received thunderous applause and unending praise for his feat. This wasn't mere flattery; among the Lin Family's younger generation, not one could lift the three-thousand-kilogram stone lock, and even some of the adults failed to do so.

Now, Lin Feng gazed at the stone lock and casually reached out with one hand, effortlessly lifting it.

"I thought it would be heavy, but it's practically weightless," he mused, shaking his head. The stone lock felt like a puff of cotton in his grasp, which made him wonder why everyone had made such a fuss over Lin Shan's performance.

At that moment, Lin Feng turned his attention to a stone lion beside him. This particular lion was reputed to weigh a staggering ten thousand kilograms, and numerous members of his clan had attempted to lift it, yet none had succeeded without the aid of spiritual energy.

Lin Feng strolled over and effortlessly hoisted the stone lion with a single hand, only to shake his head in disappointment.

"The Lin family of today is simply too weak. They don't deserve to stand alongside me."

Finding no value in the feat, he set the lion back down. As he was about to walk away, a figure rushed onto the martial arts field in haste.

"Feng'er, are you okay?"

The voice was laced with care; the speaker was Lin Feng's father, the only member of the Lin family who truly showed him genuine kindness.

"I'm fine now, Father. There's no need for concern," Lin Feng replied, nodding. Despite considering his father somewhat feeble, he acknowledged the man's kindness toward him, albeit grudgingly.

The patriarch of the Lin family furrowed his brow, sensing something different about his son, but his concern was fleeting. As long as his son was safe, that was all that mattered.

"Listen, there's something important I need to tell you. Stay inside tomorrow, just rest in the backyard. Don't leave the house for anyone, understood?" the Lin Family Head instructed, his face betraying his reluctance to issue such an order. Yet, this only served to spark Lin Feng's curiosity.

"Why?"