After Being Reborn as the Demon Emperor at the Very Beginning, I Tricked the Empress Into Descending to the Mortal World for Dual Cultivation - Chapter 1:

Chapter 1: Rebirth: God-Level Dual Cultivation Card.

In the Lower Realm of Three Thousand Dao Worlds.

At the deepest part of the Demonic Domain in the Heavenly Mystic Realm.

The towering black hall of the Yin-Yang Sacred Sect had already been surrounded so tightly by the righteous disciples of the Nine Great Immortal Sects that not even water could pass through.

Golden demon-slaying flying swords poured down like a violent storm, their sword radiance forming an impenetrable net.

Demonic-destroying techniques roared like thunder, tearing apart the very fabric of space.

Blood-red demonic qi intertwined with sacred white light, like the final frenzied dance before the end of the world.

Beneath him, the severed limbs and broken corpses of countless demonic sect disciples lay scattered across the ground, turning the place into a living hell.

Even his beloved junior sister and his master had already fallen.

Lin Yun stood atop the highest spire of the sect. Demonic qi surged to the heavens around him. His black-gold robe fluttered violently, and his long black hair whipped wildly in the wind.

A cold smile curved across his wicked face.

In his deep, abyss-like eyes burned flames of unwillingness, demonic qi pressing outward like ink dyeing the sky.

After fighting to this point, he knew he had lost.

Lost completely.

But how could he possibly give up like this?

“You dogs of the immortal path, you dare exterminate my demonic sect? Today I will drag you all down to hell with me!”

He burst into wild laughter. Demonic qi erupted like a tidal wave, black flames rising around him as if a demon god had descended.

The experts of the Nine Great Immortal Sects all changed expressions. One of them shouted, “Be careful! This Old Demon Lin is going to risk his life!”

A white-robed elder of an immortal sect snorted coldly, “Old Demon Lin, you still dare to act arrogant? You’re nothing but a filthy mongrel clinging to life!”

He continued, “I, Sacred Lord Zixiao, will grind your bones to dust today!”

Another purple-robed Daoist laughed loudly, “Haha, Supreme of the Demonic Path? You’re just a toad flailing about, making a fool of yourself. Kneel and beg for mercy now, and it might still be in time!”

A bald old monk pressed his palms together and said, “Benefactor Lin, the sea of suffering is boundless. Lay down your butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot.”

Looking at these sanctimonious hypocrites, Lin Yun’s fury surged like a blazing inferno, yet the smile on his lips grew even more sinister.

“You bunch of petty thieves. In a one-on-one fight, I could crush you with one hand!”

“I’ve roamed the Three Thousand Dao Worlds and trampled countless righteous geniuses. Even if I shatter into pieces today, I’ll drag you all into hell with me!”

His sect was gone. His master, his senior sisters, and his junior sister were all dead. There was nothing left for Lin Yun to cling to.

He had crossed over into this world in the first place. After living freely and indulgently for so many years, he had lived enough!

As his words fell, he detonated himself.

Boom!

Flesh and demonic qi exploded outward. Thousands of immortal sect disciples were reduced to ashes on the spot.

A rain of blood drenched the black hall. Demonic qi surged into the sky like a roaring black dragon. Heaven and earth trembled.

The scene of blood and despair was like the end of the world descending.

Old Demon Lin’s domineering demonic might shook the nine heavens, wicked and unrestrained, carrying a trace of wild madness.

This was also his final note.

As his soul burned away, Lin Yun’s last wisp of consciousness began to fade.

But everything came to an abrupt halt.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself three days before his sect had been besieged and destroyed.

On the eve of the demonic sect’s annihilation.

He was still alive. His demonic qi had not yet dispersed. Memories flooded back like a tidal wave. For a moment, Lin Yun could not fully process it.

A broken-gong-like voice suddenly rang in his ears, [Ding! Host Lin Yun, system awakening failed, delayed by 8,000 years!]

[Now compensating with a thousandfold talent bonus and granting a God-Level Dual Cultivation Experience Card. You may seize half of the target’s cultivation!]

[This system is very busy. Goodbye. This system is going to save other transmigrators.]

“Eight thousand years?!” Lin Yun nearly spat out a mouthful of blood as he stared into the void and cursed loudly.

“I painstakingly crawled my way up to become Supreme of the Demonic Path, and only now you show up? And you give me this trash, an experience card?!”

“Why not just give me a 5 yuan voucher for a Rolls-Royce while you’re at it, damn it!”

He cursed for quite a while, but there was no response.

Looking down, he saw that the system interface was completely empty. The system had vanished, leaving behind only a golden card shimmering with light.

Lin Yun did not know whether to laugh or cry. But when he recalled that he was still trapped in a near-certain death situation, his body stiffened sharply.

The siege of the Nine Great Immortal Sects was about to arrive. Even with a thousandfold talent, if he did not change his fate—

The final outcome would still be death.

Anger and helplessness intertwined in his chest. His emotions churned like a volcano about to erupt.

What should he do?

How could he break this deadlock?

Lin Yun’s gaze swept across the hall.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the portrait hanging on the wall, the Empress Ancestor who had ascended ten thousand years ago.

The woman in the painting was as beautiful as a celestial being. Even through the canvas, her sharp and imposing aura seemed to cut like a blade.

A thought stirred in his heart. A wicked smile appeared on his face. A plan had already formed in his mind.

This was the legendary Demonic Emperor Ancestor who had ascended ten thousand years ago.

But now, the sect stood on the brink of destruction.

He remembered something recorded in the inheritance of the sect master. When the sect faced a great calamity, the Supreme Sect Master of the Demonic Sect could burn incense and report to the Empress Ancestor.

There might be a response.

Lin Yun suddenly felt that he had a chance at survival.

But how could he trick the Empress Ancestor into descending to the Lower Realm?

And how could he make her agree to dual cultivation with him?

That was a serious problem.

As for asking her to directly eliminate those hypocrites of the immortal path, Lin Yun felt the possibility was small.

She would certainly seal her cultivation to avoid the scrutiny of the Heavenly Dao and the punishment of heavenly tribulation.

But even if she descended as a half-sealed version weaker than her full self, it would still be enough to resolve his current crisis.

I, Lin Yun, am willing to serve her with my body. I will use both soft and hard tactics, coercion and temptation.

If necessary, I can even strike from the shadows against the ancestor.

No matter what, I must make the Empress Ancestor cultivate with me for three days and three nights.

As long as I devour half of her cultivation, I can step into the Ascension Realm.

And once I reach the Ascension Realm, what difficulty would there be in becoming invincible under heaven?

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The cultivation realms in the early part of this novel are as follows: Body Tempering Realm, Qi Gathering Realm, Core Condensation Realm, Spirit Platform Realm, Divine Power Realm, Celestial Phenomenon Realm, Tribulation Crossing Realm, Void Shattering Realm, Ascension Realm.