I am the Great Dao Sect

Even though he had become somewhat deranged, Li Fan’s body stiffened instantly when he was suddenly stared at by the Cultivators who had previously ignored him.

He stopped his meaningless wailing, subtly shifting his body, attempting to escape the center of attention.

But he found that all the Cultivators’ gazes followed his every movement.

The eerie scene sent a chill down Li Fan’s deadened heart, then spurred him to ferocity.

Driven by a sudden surge of malice, Li Fan picked up a stone and fiercely hurled it at the Great Dao Sect Disciple closest to him.

Although the opponent only possessed Golden Core cultivation, Li Fan’s cultivation was completely sealed at this moment, making him no different from a Mortal.

He should not have been the opponent’s match.

However, the Cultivator, facing Li Fan’s sudden attack, neither dodged nor evaded.

He allowed the large stone to smash open his head.

With a thud, the opponent fell to the ground, blood slowly flowing from his disfigured skull.

But the loss of a life brought no change whatsoever.

The entire Great Dao Sect continued to operate as before.

“Senior Sister, come out and see me!” Li Fan roared.

Still, only countless gazes gathered in response.

So, Li Fan, like a madman, picked up stones and began assaulting the next Great Dao Sect Disciple.

After smashing over a hundred people to death, Li Fan, panting heavily, finally collapsed from exhaustion, sprawling on the ground.

And then, Li Fan, lying on the ground, was horrified to discover that the Cultivators he had just smashed into bloody pulps had, in fact, come back to life.

Their expressions were normal, as if Li Fan’s recent violent acts were merely an illusion.

Li Fan looked at his hands, then at the stone, darkened by too much blood, and felt a sudden bewilderment.

“Monsters… they’re all monsters…”

He couldn’t help but murmur softly.

“Hehe, how could they be monsters?”

Just then, a voice, extremely familiar and pleasantly clear to Li Fan, suddenly rang out.

Li Fan abruptly raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

However, what he saw made his scalp tingle, even making him feel nauseous.

Because that voice, identical to Zhao Shijie’s, actually came from a middle-aged, corpulent Cultivator.

Li Fan was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, moving further and further away.

“Junior Brother, don’t you think I look beautiful like this?”

The voice came from behind Li Fan again.

Li Fan looked back, and this time it was a young, beautiful female Cultivator with a graceful figure, looking at him with deep affection and slowly speaking.

“You’ve seen my original face every day. After centuries of looking, you must be tired of it, right? Isn’t it good to try a different flavor?” Another charming and alluring mature female Cultivator slowly approached. She pressed her curvaceous body tightly against Li Fan’s and whispered softly.

Li Fan turned his head and glanced.

His body couldn’t help but tremble.

Because the other party’s face belonged to Lady Qingxi, the Dao Companion of the former Great Dao Sect Sect Leader.

“Junior Brother, haven’t you longed for the taste of the Sect Leader’s wife for a long time? Didn’t you even ask me to transform into her appearance before? This time, the true form is personally accompanying you, Junior Brother, aren’t you tempted?” She licked Li Fan’s earlobe and whispered.

Li Fan trembled slightly, allowing the other party’s exploratory movements.

After a while, Li Fan suddenly pushed her away.

He fled in disarray.

But soon, many more enchanting and graceful female Cultivators continuously crowded around him.

Their eyes were filled with deep affection, wanting to ascend to ultimate bliss with Li Fan.

And what they said was all Zhao Shijie’s most provocative and alluring whispers.

“Hehe, I see. Junior Brother, you think it’s not stimulating enough.”

“It’s alright, I can have all the female Cultivators of the Great Dao Sect come and accompany you.”

“Among them, there are quite a few sisters, sisters-in-law, and even mothers and daughters, and masters and Disciples…”

…

Just as Li Fan was about to be submerged by the ocean of female Cultivators’ Physical Bodies, he suddenly gave up struggling.

He just slumped dejectedly to the ground, pounding the earth with his hands, and burst into bitter tears.

“I don’t want Lady Qingxi, and I don’t want sister flowers.”

“I only want my Senior Sister.”

“Give my Senior Sister back to me…”

Like a child who had lost everything, Li Fan was utterly heartbroken.

As he cried, the surroundings slowly grew quiet.

The figures of the female Cultivators continuously disappeared.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, only a single, graceful figure in white remained standing alone.

She approached Li Fan and slowly knelt down.

She embraced Li Fan’s sobbing, trembling body.

“Junior Brother, you’re always like a child who won’t grow up.”

Li Fan’s body suddenly stiffened. He abruptly raised his head and clearly saw the face before him.

“Sen…ior… Sister”

“Good boy…”

Li Fan hugged Zhao Shijie tightly, frantically seeking intimacy from her.

Zhao Shijie did not mind Li Fan’s sloppiness and strange odor from being trapped for so long.

They engaged in Dual Cultivation, their Divine Souls intertwining.

The Rhapsody of Intercourse between Heaven and Earth.

“Back then, we found four Cultivation Techniques in the Xuantian Sect ruins.”

“Besides The Rhapsody of Intercourse between Heaven and Earth, which we Dual Cultivated, there was Soul Severing Divine Light Skill, which I cultivated, and Heaven’s Sorrow Earth’s Wailing Scripture, which you cultivated, making a total of three.”

“I just can’t remember what the remaining Cultivation Technique was.”

“In fact, over the years, I’ve intentionally or unintentionally ignored its existence.”

“Senior Sister, you became like this because of that Cultivation Technique, didn’t you?”

After their passionate intimacy, the lust in Li Fan’s eyes suddenly vanished.

Instead, he asked abruptly, his tone cold.

Zhao Shijie, however, was not at all surprised. She stretched languidly and said, “Junior Brother, have you finally discovered it?”

“You really shouldn’t have.”

After a pause, she spoke the name of the Cultivation Technique: “Eternal Solipsism Art.”

“Eternal Solipsism Art…” Li Fan savored these four words, looking at the Great Dao Sect members slowly reappearing all over the mountains and plains, his eyes complex.

“Senior Sister, is it worth it?”

Zhao Shijie scoffed, “Worth it? Is there anything wrong with me now?”

“One is me, and I am all. A thousand people are a thousand bodies, and ten thousand are Celestial Venerable Yixin!”

“I’ve never felt better in my life!”

She suddenly stood up, automatically donning the Great Dao Sect Sect Leader’s robes.

She declared with disdain, “I alone am the Great Dao Sect!”

As if echoing her.

Within the Great Dao Sect, all the Cultivators, at this very moment, spoke in unison.

“We, are, the, Great, Dao, Sect!”

Li Fan’s heart was shaken by what he heard, but his expression remained unchanged.

“When did it start? Ji Changxi?” he asked.

“It was him,” Zhao Shijie nodded gently.

“Do you remember when we reported the Immortal Plague and submitted blood samples?”

“At that time, he detected traces of the Xuantian Sect Cultivation Technique we practiced.”