The Whole Sect Forced Me to Die, So I Went Berserk and Killed Them All - Chapter 3:

Chapter 3: Awakening

After absorbing the original body’s memories, Shen Lian immediately began evaluating his current survival environment.

Right now, everyone in the Heavenly Feather Sect—aside from Shen Yunchu—was trying to kill him. The most urgent task was to gain the power to protect himself before the killing blow arrived. What happened today had certainly turned him into prey, and those useless old fools of the Heavenly Feather Sect would be like starving wolves that smelled meat. They would never let him go.

In his past life, when he was at the summit of the Extreme Dao Realm, he could annihilate them all with just one finger. But now, given the current situation, he had no choice but to start over.

The first step was to restore part of his cultivation. Otherwise, in just a few hours, someone would come to drag him to the Law Enforcement Hall for interrogation. If he let himself be taken without resistance, then his first day after reincarnation would end in the most tragic way possible.

Thinking this, Shen Lian checked his physical condition again. Fortunately, although the Dantian Sea of this body had been damaged, thanks to the century-long efforts of this simp, it had at least recovered to the 1st stage Qi Gathering Realm.

If it were still at the Body Tempering Realm, he wouldn’t survive the day.

After ninety-nine lives, even without relying on the System, Shen Lian had hundreds of ways to repair a damaged Dantian Sea. Back when he fought the Dao Emperor Flame God at the 33rd layer of the Extreme Dao Realm, his Dantian Sea was damaged in countless places, yet he still created a cultivation method from scratch: Celestial Profound Yellow Technique.

That technique allowed him to repair and absorb energy thousands of times faster, restoring his Dantian Sea in just seven hours and even pushing his cultivation to a higher level. The damage now was far less severe than it was back then.

He immediately took out the storage pouch he had swiped from Ye Fan. Opening it revealed a heap of rare spiritual treasures and herbs. These were all gifted by those seven white-eyed wolves to please Ye Fan—rare spiritual medicines full of Spiritual Energy, most of which were beyond the current needs of a mere Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator like Ye Fan.

In his past life, Shen Lian in his peak days wouldn’t even glance at these low-grade herbs. But now, they were the key to his rise once again.

“First, I’ll set up a Spirit Gathering Formation. While repairing my Dantian Sea, I can also quickly absorb the Spiritual Energy from nature and restore my cultivation.”

Time was running out. Using the spiritual treasures, Shen Lian quickly arranged a simple Spirit Gathering Formation around the bed. He was now racing against time, needing to gain the strength to defend himself before the old fools of the Law Enforcement Hall took action.

Stepping into the formation, Shen Lian sat cross-legged, took a deep breath to clear his mind, and slowly closed his eyes.

With a thought, he activated the Celestial Profound Yellow Technique. Instantly, the Spirit Gathering Formation began to operate at full speed. As massive amounts of Spiritual Energy poured into his body, Shen Lian could clearly feel his Dantian Sea healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In just the time it took to brew a cup of tea, his Dantian Sea—which had been broken for a decade—was fully restored.

The moment his Dantian Sea resumed operation, the originally blocked Eight Extraordinary Meridians also started to clear rapidly.

Next, Shen Lian’s cultivation began to soar like a rocket.

1st stage Qi Gathering Realm.
2nd stage.
3rd stage…
Peak Qi Gathering Realm.
Breakthrough.
1st stage Core Formation Realm.

And the speed didn’t slow down with each breakthrough—it got even faster.

2nd stage Core Formation Realm.
All the way to 9th stage.
Apex.
Breakthrough.
Pill Condensation Realm!

…

Peak Pill Condensation Realm.
Breakthrough.
1st stage Spirit Transformation Realm!

In just half an hour, Shen Lian had surged from 1st stage Qi Gathering Realm to 1st stage Spirit Transformation Realm.

Yet he didn’t stop. Relying on the Celestial Profound Yellow Technique, he continued absorbing the energy from the formation.

When his cultivation reached the 7th stage Spirit Transformation Realm, the formation began to slow and showed signs of collapse.

Finally, as he stepped into the 8th stage Spirit Transformation Realm, the formation shattered completely.

“Hu…”

Letting out a long breath, Shen Lian opened his eyes. They were now full of spirit and sharpness, completely different from the once-withered man he was earlier.

“Even though I’m still just a so-called 8th stage Spirit Transformation Realm trash, it’s more than enough to deal with the current situation!”

Bang—

Just then, the tightly closed wooden door was kicked open.

Two disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall stormed into the hut aggressively.

One of them, upon seeing Shen Lian, shouted arrogantly, “Shen Lian! How dare you hurt Junior Brother Ye! Come with us at once…”

Before he could finish, Shen Lian raised a hand.

A powerful suction force instantly pulled the disciple in front of him. Shen Lian grabbed his throat and gently squeezed—his face turned purple immediately.

The other disciple was shocked and shouted, “Shen Lian, what are you doing! You dare lay hands on a Law Enforcement Hall disciple, are you trying to—”

Boom—

Before he finished, a wave of immense true essence blasted him out of the hut.

“Who gave a worthless insect like you permission to shout in front of me? Even ants think they have a voice?”

With one hand, Shen Lian lifted the restrained disciple over his head.

“Mm… mm… mm…”

Extreme suffocation made the disciple groan weakly.

At that moment, Shen Lian’s gaze was colder and sharper than ever before.

“A piece of trash unaware of death’s approach doesn’t deserve to live. Your final destination is hell!”

Boom…

A soft explosion echoed inside the hut—his body was obliterated without a trace.

“Ah?”

The other disciple, who had been blasted outside, witnessed the entire scene and collapsed in fear.

“You, you—you killed Brother Niu? Shen… Shen Lian, how dare you… ah!”

Before he could finish, another miserable scream rang out as his body exploded on the spot.

“Trash is trash because they lack self-awareness. Even when facing a powerful enemy, they overestimate themselves and still dare to speak nonsense. People like that don’t deserve to exist in a world where the strong devour the weak.”

“But don’t worry—you two won’t die in vain. Soon, I’ll send more garbage to join you in the underworld, so you won’t feel lonely on the road to the afterlife.”

Having killed both, Shen Lian remained unfazed.

After ninety-nine lifetimes, how few people had he killed?

Whether ants or chosen ones, if they stood in his way, he would crush them without hesitation.

It was just a pity that his current cultivation was too weak to activate the Great Dao Human Emperor Cauldron. Otherwise, they would have died far more painfully.

“Next, it’s time to settle things with those leeching parasites. You want to interrogate me, Shen Lian? Then we’ll see what price you’re willing to pay!”

Today, the Heavenly Feather Sect would meet a completely different Shen Lian.

Just as he was about to step out toward the Law Enforcement Hall, Shen Lian paused, seemingly recalling something, and turned back into the hut.

He walked over to the bed, pulled out a bundle from beneath it, and unfolded it.

Inside was a luxurious yet mobile black-and-white scholar’s robe and a folding fan forged from crystal-flowing obsidian.

In his memory, this outfit was custom-made for him by Shen Yunchu, yet he had only worn it a few times.

Because those seven white-eyed wolves had told him it was too eye-catching, that keeping a low profile was better, and most of all—Ye Fan didn’t like it.

So Shen Lian had listened and packed away the only set of fine clothes he owned, dressing no differently than a servant disciple.

The joke was, those seven white-eyed wolves never kept things simple themselves, and even Ye Fan dressed more extravagantly than he did.

People rely on clothes like horses rely on saddles. Across ninety-nine lives, Shen Lian had never once treated himself poorly when it came to attire, food, or shelter—so long as he had the means.

After all, if someone can’t even love themselves, how could they expect others to respect them?

The original body hadn’t understood this simple truth. His downfall was his own doing.

Of course, Shen Lian had another reason for changing clothes—this outfit perfectly matched the aesthetic he had worn across his ninety-nine lives. The design might differ slightly, but the taste was his own.

How Shen Yunchu knew his style, he didn’t have time to ponder now. He simply took off the old sect robe and put on the refined scholar’s attire.

The moment the fan opened, a rebellious aura radiated from him.

“From now on, I walk the road back to the summit! Anyone who dares stand in my way…”

Shen Lian closed his eyes and took a steady step out of the hut.

“…will be destroyed!”

Boom—

As his eyes opened, the thatched hut behind him crumbled to rubble.

His awe-inspiring figure didn’t even glance back as he strode toward the sect’s Law Enforcement Hall.