But While he sat cross-legged in silence,
One of his greatest avatar's walked the outside world, carrying his will like a blade hidden in shadow
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Avatar Mission: The Ruined Immortal Estate
The avatar stood before an Ancient Ruin buried beneath layers of wilderness. Jagged cliffs loomed overhead,
Their surfaces carved with broken seals of Divine flame. For a thousand years, Cultivators had Tried to breach this place, only to perish In fire.
The avatar's eyes glowed faintly.
Where others saw flames, He saw Dao Threads — sloppy, frayed, and long faded. With a single gesture,
He unraveled them, weaving a counter-cycle of water and void.
The flames receded like bowing servants.
Within, a hall of jade and bone opened. Dusty shelves lined the walls, holding scrolls and cracked jade slips. But at The center lay the true treasure: a Heavenly Flame Cauldron, scarred but Intact.
Once, an Immortal Alchemist had used it to refine pills that could Nourish worlds.
The avatar bowed once. "A worthy seed for my path."
With a flick of his sleeve, The cauldron Dissolved into starlight, sinking into
Chu Xuan's Inner World, where it fused with rivers and mountains. Instantly, a New Dao thread sprouted: the Path of Alchemy.
The avatar Turned, Erasing every trace of his passage.
The ruin would remain untouched in Mortal eyes — But its heart now belonged to Chu Xuan.
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Teacher and Disciple
Days later, Chu Xuan entered Fairy Xi Xuan's chamber.
The woman in white regarded him with calm eyes, her beauty aloof as moonlight.
"You have done well," she said, her Tone cold But not unkind. "Foundation-building at your age is already proof of Diligence."
Chu Xuan bowed deeply. "This disciple will never forget Master's guidance."
Her gaze lingered. In him, she saw not arrogance, not haste,
But a deep steadiness rare among the young. Though her heart was disciplined, a faint warmth bloomed.
This disciple… was unlike others.
She tested him further, presenting three sword manuals. "Choose one, comprehend it within a month.
If you succeed, you may step into the sect's Scripture Hall."
Chu Xuan did not argue. He accepted Them with humble grace. Within seven days,
He returned — not with one, but mastery of all three.
Fairy Xi Xuan's cold facade cracked slightly. "...All three?"
Chu Xuan smiled faintly, his expression neither arrogant nor apologetic. "Every sword has its use, Master. The Dao is not to be divided."
She dismissed him, yet that night she stood long under the moonlight, thinking of him.
Thus, their bond began — not in fate or sudden passion, but in small steps of trust, respect, and subtle warmth.
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Three months later,
During a sect gathering, Chu Xuan's Path crossed another destined thread.
Among The new disciples was a woman dressed in pale gold robes, her Beauty Radiant Yet tinged with sorrow.
Her name was Xing Hongxuan.
When her gaze first met Chu Xuan's, something within her heart trembled. Unlike others,
She did not see a quiet Disciple.
She saw the unfathomable depths in his eyes — a soul that carried Universe!
She approached him boldly,
Smiling despite The shadows in her gaze. "Junior Brother Chu, my name is Xing Hongxuan. May I walk beside you?"
From That day on,
She followed him persistently. Her laughter Brightened his quiet walks, her gaze lingered on him as though nothing else in The world mattered.
Yet Chu Xuan, With his Fateless eyes, saw deeper. Behind her smile, he sensed a chain — a poison pill buried in her soul, the leash of a demonic sect. Her life and death were not her own.
And Yet, her love was Pure, endless, without calculation.
He did not reject her.
He did not embrace her fully.
Instead, he let time weave its own bond.
She would laugh, he would listen. She would sit near, He would not push away. In her persistence, a seed of warmth grew in his heart as well.
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The Path of Alchemy
With the Heavenly Flame Cauldron from his avatar and countless inheritances gathered from ruins,
Chu Xuan began to refine pills.
At first, he worked in silence, Producing simple Foundation Establishment pills.
But his comprehension was unmatched. Every failed refinement became knowledge. Every flame cycle was rewritten into perfection.
Within a year, his pills surpassed elders. Within three, he was unrivaled.
Disciples whispered in awe:
"Chu Xuan… he's become the sect's youngest Grandmaster Alchemist."
"His pills heal injuries faster than any elder's."
" He even forges cultivation-enhancing pills at will!"
Wealth poured into his hands like rivers. Rare herbs, ores, spirit stones — all flowed into his possession. With endless resources,
He purchased his own private peak, and Named " Eternal Begining Peak ,
A Mountain shrouded in mists where no disciple dared trespass.
And still, The sect saw only a genius alchemist. None suspected that every Pill He Refined Nourished not only disciples
But his Inner World itself. Mountains rose, oceans widened, stars multiplied within his soul.
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Fairy Xi Xuan visited his new peak once, curious about her disciple's growing renown. She found him seated calmly before a cauldron, flames dancing like worlds around his fingers.
"You…" she whispered softly, uncharacteristically shaken. "You were Born for the Dao of Alchemy."
Chu Xuan turned, bowing deeply. "This disciple only walks the path Master opened for him."
Her gaze lingered too long. In her heart, The seed of affection grew quietly.
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Meanwhile, Xing Hongxuan's persistence never waned. She stayed by his side, laughing, crying, and confessing boldly:
"Chu Xuan, I will marry you, whether you wish it or not!"
Her eyes shone with sincerity. But behind them, he always saw the shadow of the poison pill, the curse of her chains.
He said nothing. But in his heart, a vow crystallized.
" Demonic sect… poison pill… you think you hold her fate. But she is mine. I will sever your leash and burn your shadow to ashes."
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