Um sopro vital por segundo, evoluindo para a Ancestral Fênix, reinando soberano por toda a eternidade.

In the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains on the Xuantian Continent, atop a towering cliff carved as if by the blade of a giant axe, there sat a delicate, petite bird’s nest. Within it, an extraordinary commotion was unfolding.

“In my previous life, I was the Dreaded Demon Lord who struck fear into all!”
“Yet I was betrayed, and now, I have been reincarnated as a mere scruffy little bird.”
“But so what?”
“All beings under heaven can cultivate; even birds and beasts, if they devote themselves to cultivation and strive step by step, can one day transcend the mundane and ascend to sainthood, forging a new reign!”
“When I reach the realm of seizing the heavens once more, just wait—you traitors shall pay in blood for your debts!”

Hearing these words, Jiang Xuan turned his head and saw a black-feathered fledgling had already emerged from its shell. Flapping its wings and chirping noisily, it must surely be the rumored Dreaded Demon Lord.

Compared to it, Jiang Xuan remained comfortably nestled inside his egg, a mere crack on the shell allowing him to observe the world outside the nest. It wasn’t that Jiang Xuan was unwilling to come out; the main reason was simply his laziness.

In his previous life, he’d been caught in the endless grind, rising at five and sleeping at ten as a student, then suffering the relentless 996 and 007 work schedules as an employee, never enjoying a proper rest. Eventually, he died of exhaustion, only to find himself unexpectedly transmigrated into this world of cultivation.

In this life, Jiang Xua