Synopsis
I died. Again.
Not in some dramatic battle or noble sacrifice—but by slipping in the bathroom of a dingy apartment back on Earth. Tragic, I know. But hey, at least the universe gave me a second chance.

Now I’ve reincarnated into the body of a spoiled young master from one of the richest clans in the cultivation world. He was arrogant, lazy, and hated by everyone—including his own servants. Luckily, he died. Even luckier, I took over.

With his absurd wealth, a powerful cultivation base (that he barely used), and a body sculpted like a playboy’s dream, I’ve got everything I need. Oh—and did I mention he was a dual cultivator with a “Heaven-Grade Yin Physique” that makes women... curious?

But I’m not here to play the fool. I’m rewriting the script—starting with payback on everyone who ever looked down on me. And maybe “cultivating” a few beautiful companions along the way.

Power, women, enemies, and a mouth that always gets me in trouble…
This is going to be fun.

They call it Xianlong, the Dragon-Blessed World.


A land of floating mountains, ancient sects, immortal emperors, seductive demons, and enough arrogance to fill ten universes.


Here, the sword is law. The strong rule. The weak... beg for mercy.


And if you have no talent? Well, better hope you look good in a coffin.


In this world, cultivation is everything. You don't work for money—you cultivate for power. You don't grow old—you cultivate until time fears you. You don't even need an army—just a big enough golden dragon made of Qi and people will run.


🐉 The Cultivation Realms of Xianlong


Power here is measured by realms—each more ridiculous than the last:


Break your body to rebuild it. Punch trees. Eat rocks. Cry a little. Repeat.


Finally feel energy in your dantian. Now you're slightly stronger than a cow. Maybe.


Start forming your actual cultivation foundation. Your punches now explode things. You're officially better than a cow.


Condense a golden core of energy in your body. Now you can fly. And blow up buildings. Neat.


Form a tiny version of yourself inside your core. It talks. It screams. It might even insult you.


Touch the Dao. Comprehend laws of the universe. Summon lightning with a glare. Officially terrifying.


Step into godhood. Create your own mini-world. Get worshipped.


Also: people will definitely try to kill you more.


(Note: Dual Cultivators may rise faster, especially if they "engage frequently.")


👹 The Beasts and Monsters of Xianlong


Just when you think people are dangerous—beasts exist.


Spirit Beasts (Qi Stage – Foundation): Smart enough to hide. Strong enough to kill.


Demonic Beasts (Core – Ascension): Mutated by dark Qi. Love humans. As food.


Divine Beasts (Saint Realm and beyond): Ancient bloodlines. Phoenixes, dragons, tiger-kings. Basically walking natural disasters.


Yin Beasts: Attracted to strong dual cultivators. Usually... female. Often very persistent.


The world of Xianlong is ruled by three things:


1. Sects – Giant religious powerhouses where people go to learn how to throw energy blasts and flirt aggressively.


2. Clans – Rich, arrogant families with bloodlines more fragile than egos.


3. Empires – They exist, mostly to provide tax money and get invaded.


Right now, the world is in relative peace. Which in Xianlong means "only five wars this year."


Into the body of Li Xian—the most idiotic rich playboy this world has ever seen.


I've got a broken dual cultivation system.


And I've got a mouth that might get me killed before my next breakthrough.


Let's see how far I can get before the heavens send someone to spank me.


This prologue sets the tone for everything to come—wild cultivation, sexy encounters, sarcastic narration, and a plot that punches clichés in the face.


Chapter 1 - Prologue – Welcome to Xianlong