The Heavenly Immortal Sect
The Heavenly Immortal Sect had existed for thousands of years.
Across the vast continent, its name carried weight.
It was not merely a sect.
It was a dynasty.
A clan.
A legacy that had endured storms, wars, and the passing of eras.
And at the center of that legacy stood a single name.
Alexander.
The Great Ancestor.
The founder of the Heavenly Immortal Sect.
Legends said that Alexander appeared during a chaotic age when countless cultivators fought for supremacy. At that time, spiritual energy was unstable and the cultivation world was fractured.
Yet Alexander rose above them all.
A terrifying genius.
A man who had reached Half-Step Immortal at a time when most cultivators struggled to break through the Saint Realm.
With unmatched strength, wisdom, and charisma, he gathered followers around him and established the Heavenly Immortal Sect.
Mountains were carved.
Spirit veins were seized.
Ancient formations were laid down.
Within a few centuries, the sect grew into one of the strongest forces in the entire continent.
When Alexander eventually disappeared, he left the sect to his descendants.
And from that moment forward, the sect became something unique.
Not only a cultivation sect.
But a clan-based sect.
The ruling family of the sect became known as the Alexander Clan.
Generation after generation inherited the leadership.
Sect Masters.
Valley Masters.
Elders.
The Alexander bloodline ruled them all.
And the Heavenly Immortal Sect continued to flourish for millennia.
Until the current generation.
Until him.
Inside a secluded valley within the sect…
A young man lay silently on a stone bed.
The room was quiet.
Too quiet.
A faint scent of medicinal herbs lingered in the air.
Several bottles of expensive healing pills sat beside the bed.
All unused.
Because none of them worked.
The young man's body looked frail.
His breathing was shallow.
His meridians had long since collapsed.
His cultivation base had completely disappeared.
Once, this young man had shaken the entire Heavenly Immortal Sect.
Once, elders spoke his name with pride.
Once, disciples worshiped him as a legend.
But that was a long time ago.
Now…
He was simply a dying man.
Outside the room, two disciples whispered quietly.
"How long has the Young Valley Master been like this?"
"Almost three years."
"Such a pity…"
"He used to be the greatest genius our sect ever produced."
A sigh escaped the other disciple.
"I still remember when he reached the Spirit Core Realm at fifteen."
"Even the elders said he might surpass the ancestors."
"But after that incident… everything changed."
The first disciple lowered his voice.
"Do you think he'll recover?"
The other shook his head slowly.
"No."
"The physicians already said his meridians are destroyed."
"He's just waiting for death."
Inside the room, the young man's fingers suddenly twitched.
A moment later…
His eyes opened.
Dark pupils stared silently at the ceiling.
Confusion.
Shock.
Then realization.
"...What?"
The voice was hoarse.
He slowly sat up.
Pain surged through his body.
His head felt like it had been smashed with a hammer.
Memories flooded his mind.
Not one set.
But two.
One belonged to the body's original owner.
The other…
Belonged to him.
He was not originally from this world.
He had been an ordinary man from Earth.
Until a car accident ended his life.
And now…
He had awakened in another world.
A world of cultivation.
A world where people could shatter mountains and control the heavens.
A world of immortals.
He looked down at his trembling hands.
"So I transmigrated…"
The memories continued flooding his mind.
This body's name.
His identity.
His past.
And the weight of it all made him laugh bitterly.
"...Of all people."
He had taken over the body of Adrian Alexander.
The son of the current Sect Master of the Heavenly Immortal Sect.
The Young Valley Master.
Once the most talented genius the sect had ever seen.
And now…
A cripple.
A fallen genius.
Adrian leaned back against the bed and closed his eyes.
The memories were clear.
Three years ago, during a mysterious cultivation incident, his meridians collapsed.
His spiritual roots deteriorated.
His cultivation vanished overnight.
No one knew what happened.
Since then, the former genius had slowly withered away.
Until today.
Until the moment he died.
And Adrian… the new Adrian… took over.
He exhaled slowly.
"This body is in terrible condition."
His meridians were damaged.
His dantian was unstable.
Even breathing required effort.
If nothing changed, he would not survive long.
Then suddenly—
A strange mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
Ding.
Detecting suitable host…
Binding complete.
Master-Disciple Infinite Rebate System Activated.
Adrian froze.
His eyes widened.
"...System?"
The voice continued calmly.
Welcome, Host.
You have successfully awakened the Master-Disciple Infinite Rebate System.
Beginner Sovereign Gift Pack detected.
Would you like to open it?
Adrian stared into the empty air.
Then a slow smile appeared on his face.
In this strange cultivation world…
He had just obtained something even more powerful than talent.
"...Open it."
Ding, Beginner Sovereign Gift Pack is opened.
Ding, you have obtained the Origin Rebirth Pill.
Ding, you have obtained the Heavenly Primordial Egg.
Ding, you have obtained the Heavenly Storage Ring.
Ding, a new function has been unlocked.
The Disciple Detection Function.
Adrian stared at the words floating before him.
For a moment he did not speak.
His chest rose slowly, then fell again.
"System…"
The word felt strange on his tongue.
But he did not panic.
He had read too many novels in his past life to misunderstand what was happening.
A system.
A cheat.
Something that always appeared when someone reached the lowest point of their life.
Adrian let out a weak laugh.
"So this kind of thing really exists."
His body felt heavy.
Every movement hurt.
His meridians were dry and broken. His dantian was barely functioning.
If nothing changed, he would die.
Soon.
But the system had given him something.
Origin Rebirth Pill.
Even without seeing it, he already understood.
"This is the thing that saves me."
He didn't hesitate.
"System."
"Bring it out."
The response came immediately.
Ding.
Origin Rebirth Pill released.
A faint glow appeared in front of him.
Then something formed slowly in the air.
A pill.
It floated quietly.
Adrian stared at it.
The pill was about the size of a marble.
Its surface was smooth and round.
But it wasn't a normal color.
The outside was deep gold.
Inside the pill, faint lines of crimson light flowed slowly, like tiny rivers moving beneath the surface.
Every few seconds the light inside the pill shifted.
Gold.
Crimson.
Then back again.
It looked almost alive.
Thin strands of mist curled around it as it floated.
Adrian blinked slowly.
"...Damn."
He swallowed.
He had never seen anything like this.
The pill released a dense aura.
Adrian inhaled.
The moment the scent of the pill entered his lungs, his body reacted.
His breathing steadied.
The pain in his chest weakened.
Strength slowly returned to his fingers.
Adrian's eyes widened slightly.
"So just smelling it does this?"
He laughed quietly.
"What kind of pill is this…"
His hand trembled as he raised it.
Even lifting his arm required effort.
But he forced it up.
The pill floated quietly in front of him, as if waiting.
Adrian looked at it carefully.
The golden surface reflected light softly.
The crimson lines inside it moved in slow patterns.
He could feel the power inside the pill.
Pure vitality.
Rebirth.
"Origin Rebirth Pill…"
He whispered the name.
Then he shook his head lightly.
"If this was on Earth, people would kill entire countries for something like this."
He stretched his fingers forward.
The moment his hand moved closer, the pill responded.
It slowly drifted toward him.
Adrian let out a breath.
"...Convenient."
The pill finally reached his palm.
It felt warm.
Not hot.
Just warm.
The warmth spread from his palm up his arm.
Adrian closed his fingers around it.
His hand trembled again.
Not from weakness.
From excitement.
"This is the thing that changes everything."
He looked at the pill for another moment.
Then he spoke quietly.
"System."
"What exactly will this pill do?"
The response came immediately.
Origin Rebirth Pill.
Effect: Reconstructs damaged meridians.
Rebuilds dantian.
Purifies body impurities.
Enhances Origin Dao Physique.
Adrian exhaled slowly.
"So it really does everything."
He tilted the pill slightly in his palm.
The crimson lines inside the pill shifted again.
For a moment, Adrian felt like the pill was breathing.
He chuckled softly.
"You look small… but you're terrifying."
His gaze became calm.
In his past life he had read many stories like this.
The protagonist always hesitated.
Always overthought things.
Always waited.
Adrian was not going to do that.
He raised the pill slightly.
"If I'm going to live in this world…"
He paused.
Then finished the sentence quietly.
"I need strength."
He opened his mouth.
The pill touched his tongue.