Immortality and cultivation begin with full comprehension.

Chapter 1 Struck by Lightning
Southern Continent, the Ming Dynasty.

Shenxiao Mountain Range is a famous mountain and river with legends of immortals and gods.

Legend has it that deep within the Shenxiao Mountains lies a gate called the Shenxiao Dao Sect.

The immortals of the mountains, capable of flying through the air and moving mountains and seas, are all-powerful, overlooking the entire Southern Continent as time changes and tides rise and fall...

"Boom!"

In the pitch-black night, dark clouds filled the sky.

The moon and the countless stars in the sky have long since disappeared.

In the void, dark clouds rolled intermittently, emitting muffled thunder, like a giant beast roaring in the low voice...

Every now and then, streaks of silver snakes would flash across the void, tearing through the darkness and illuminating the world.

A silver serpent, winding and twisting, slashed across this remote road in the "Divine Firmament Mountains," emitting a terrifying roar.

Beside the ancient mountain path, a large tree was struck by lightning and burst into flames with a crackling sound...

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

The torrential rain poured down like a waterfall from the heavens.

Before the fire could spread, a torrential downpour extinguished the flames.

The muddy dirt road had long been submerged by rainwater, and Li Yunjing fell into the rain, his whole body covered in mud.

"Damn it! I actually got struck by lightning!"

"After three years of transmigrating, I have gone through countless hardships and obtained a Qi cultivation manual. I have just embarked on the path of cultivation."

"I was fortunate enough to obtain a position in the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, and I was about to join the sect to cultivate immortality."

"I never expected to die before even getting started. Am I really going to die a miserable death in this ditch?"

Li Yunjing complained weakly, his eyes vacant, and disappointment was evident on his face.

His clothes and belongings had already been reduced to ashes the moment the lightning struck.

His body was completely black, as if it were burning charcoal in a furnace.

Even the torrential rain seemed unable to wash away the dark scars on his body.

Upon closer inspection, the silver snake's power had left terrifying gashes on Li Yunjing's body.

Crimson blood flowed down the wound, mingling with the rainwater and slowly trickling away.

Li Yunjing's condition also deteriorated.

The skin, bones, internal organs, and meridians all seem to be damaged.

His head was submerged in the water, and he was having some difficulty breathing.

Li Yunjing's severe injuries rendered him unable to move his body; he couldn't even turn over to expose his mouth and nose.

"Maybe this damned God didn't strike me dead, but instead wants me to drown in this little ditch?"

Li Yunjing sneered, seemingly resigned to his fate, unable to move.

But the anger in his heart was burning fiercely!
Wrong!

It’s really frustrating!

The thought of how he would die filled Li Yunjing with rage!

Having acquired the basic cultivation techniques, they also overcame numerous hardships to find the legendary location of the Immortal Sect.

Everything was going in the right direction, but then he was about to die...

The extreme joys and sorrows of life drove even a resolute person like Li Yunjing to despair.

"Tattoo..."

After an unknown amount of time, Li Yunjing's consciousness began to fade, and suddenly he heard the sound of horses' hooves...

"Maybe it's just an illusion!"

At this point, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and completely fainted, no longer able to feel anything from the outside world.

What Li Yunjing didn't know was that the force of the lightning strike did not threaten his life.

Instead, it kept circulating throughout his body, strengthening every cell and deeply transforming his physique... "Miss, there's a dead body ahead!"

An old voice rang out, and three carriages approached from afar, slowly making their way along the dirt road.

On either side of the caravan, a squad of ten black-armored knights stood guard on either side of the road, protecting the carriages.

Each carriage has a driver sitting in the saddle, navigating the vehicle.

At that moment, an old man in a straw raincoat and green robe came to the front of the first carriage and spoke softly through the curtain.

This carriage was extremely luxurious, pulled by four tall horses. Even on muddy roads, the carriage remained stable with little bumping.

This is due to both the driver's skill and the carriage's comfort.

Four magnificent black horses, incredibly spirited, showed no fear or trepidation despite the rain and thunder, steadily proceeding along the route indicated by the driver.

The front and rear rows of four wheels are a full nine feet in diameter, studded with rivets and covered in leather.

The carriage was inlaid with gold and agate, and the silk curtains and door curtains completely covered the interior, making it impossible to see anything inside.

"Batta! Batta!"

Rain pattered on the carriage, and the curtains, as white as silk, fell down.

Rainwater will not wet these curtains, nor will it seep into the interior of the carriage.

Clearly, this fabric is also waterproof.

The old man in the green robe standing outside the carriage was completely dry.

Within a foot of the old man's body, there seemed to be an invisible force that kept the rainwater away, preventing it from getting in.

"Is that so? Steward Li, go and take a look."

A cool, clear female voice came from inside the carriage.

The voice was calm and unwavering, seemingly unmoved by the presence of a "dead person" lying on the road.

"Yes! Miss!"

With a swift movement, Old Man Li appeared beside Li Yunjing, ten feet away, like a wisp of green smoke.

"boom!"

With a gentle kick, Li Yunjing was flipped over. Old Li frowned slightly; there was still a trace of life left. This was troublesome…

"Ta! Tat! Tat!"

The carriage did not stop and continued to move forward in an orderly manner.

The two groups of knights were as cold as ice, and did not utter a sound.

This is a team of elite knights, highly disciplined, who pay no attention to anything outside the carriage except to protect their owners.

Seeing that Steward Li had not responded for a long time, the woman in the carriage asked softly again, "What happened?"

The sound was soft, yet it was clearly transmitted through the heavy rain without any obstruction.

"Alas! Miss, this person was struck by lightning, but he is still alive."

Steward Li sighed, thinking that his young mistress was a kind-hearted person.

This kid had an incredibly lucky break; he escaped with his life.

Unfortunately, we'll have to trouble him again...

"Since there is still a chance of survival, you should save him."

The woman in the carriage spoke in a cool voice with a hint of cheerfulness, as if she knew the old man was getting impatient.

"That's all we can do! Yu San, Yu Si, come here and carry this kid to the last carriage."

Old Master Li shook his head slightly, looked at the ten guards beside him, and beckoned to call out two of them.

"Yes, Steward Li!"

Yu San and Yu Si dared not delay. They dismounted and moved like rabbits, quickly arriving at Li Yunjing's side.

(End of this chapter)