Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

“Kid, I know what you’re thinking. You’re probably wondering what exactly I did to make those sect masters and holy lords come after me. But let me tell you, once you reach our level of cultivation, most of the petty fights and grudges that matter so much to others become insignificant in our eyes.

What you call ‘evil’ is nothing more than child’s play to us. Between me and them, there’s no personal grudge—only a clash of ideals. That’s it. Different paths, different truths. There’s no way to reconcile that.

If I were to tell you the real reasons behind it all, I’m afraid you wouldn’t be able to handle the consequences of knowing. As for them…”

The old man looked up and shouted, his voice echoing: “Since we have guests, why don’t you all introduce yourselves? Otherwise, the juniors might think we’re a bunch of rude old-timers!”

“Oh, you old man! You’re so inconsiderate. If we start talking about our pasts, won’t we end up scaring these two youngsters?” A charming woman, delicately holding her fingers in a poised gesture, said with feigned shyness.

“Hahaha! You’re so old and still pretending to be innocent? Fine, if you don’t want to say it, I’ll do it for you,” a burly man laughed heartily, taking the liberty to explain her story.

“This woman’s name is Zhou Wanfeng. She used to have a dao companion, and the two of them were so in love they made the most devoted couples look like amateurs. But her dao companion ended up cheating on her. She caught him in the act with his mistress. Enraged, she killed the mistress and dug out her dao companion’s heart.

Turns out, her dao companion was the son of the sect master of the Yunyu Sect—a big deal. So Zhou Wanfeng ended up being hunted down. Heartbroken, she decided all men were scum and became a wanton seductress.

But here’s the twisted part: she didn’t just seduce random men. No, she specifically targeted married men. If they fell for her charms, she’d rip out their hearts. And let me tell you, this woman is stunning—voluptuous and curvy. Even I feel a bit dazed looking at her, let alone other men. Naturally, she rarely failed to seduce anyone.

As the bodies piled up, the people she offended also grew in number. Eventually, a few old monsters banded together, captured her, and threw her in here.”

“Who’s twisted? Are you calling me twisted? And who said I’m a wanton woman? My dao companion is dead, so at most, I’m a widow, not some harlot,” Zhou Wanfeng snapped back, clearly a little rattled.

“Besides, the men I seduced were all unfaithful scoundrels! I was doing society a favor. And before we, uh, did anything, I always asked them if they were willing to sacrifice their hearts for me. They all eagerly nodded and practically tore off their own clothes first. Honestly, it was embarrassing!”

She smiled sweetly at Xu Ming and said, “Little brother, don’t worry, I’m not a bad person. And someone as handsome as you? I couldn’t bear to hurt you.”

The burly man laughed and pointed to himself. “As for the one who ‘slandered’ her, that’s me, Dao San. My sword skills are decent, but my brain’s a bit slow. I’m a martial fanatic—and a hopeless romantic.

Back then, for the sake of a woman, I destroyed an entire kingdom. That kingdom had strong backing, of course, and they came after me. So I killed them, then they sent more, and I killed more. It became a bloodbath until I was finally captured and locked up here.”

“Hehehe, those two are just fools blinded by love—utterly childish.” A skinny old man, gaunt like a skeleton, walked up to the bars of his cage and grinned. “The name’s Zhang Xiao’er. I used to be a server at an inn. I killed some people, sure, but never over love.”

A chubby man chuckled and added, “Zhang Xiao’er? That guy’s brain is even worse. For some reason, every time he saw someone killing a member of the demon race, he’d snap and go on a killing spree of his own.”

As they continued talking, the chubby man turned to Zhang Xiao’er and asked, “Zhang Xiao’er, are you human or a demon?”

Zhang Xiao’er replied matter-of-factly, “Of course, I’m human.”

“Then why are you so biased toward demons?” the chubby man pressed.

Zhang Xiao’er chuckled, “Because humans are worse than demons.”

The chubby man shrugged and turned to Xu Ming, saying, “See? That’s just how he is—like a lunatic. Oh, by the way, I should introduce myself. My name’s Zhao Can, and I’m a butcher.”

Zhao Can didn’t elaborate on why he was imprisoned there.

“I’m Wang Ming, a spear wielder,” said a middle-aged man bound tightly with chains.

To Xu Ming and Xu Xue’nuo, Wang Ming seemed the most normal of the group.

“I am…”

One by one, the others in the cave introduced themselves. Including the old man at the front, there were a total of fifteen people. Some shared their backgrounds, while others simply stated their names. But they all had one thing in common: each mentioned their “profession,” as if intentionally doing so for Xu Ming and Xu Xue’nuo’s benefit.

Moreover, judging by the spiritual pressure emanating from them, none of them were ordinary. Xu Ming suspected the weakest among them was at least at the Jade Purity Realm.

A single peak with three stone pillars, holding fifteen upper-tier cultivators—it sounded like something out of a wild fantasy. If anyone heard about this, who would believe it? And if what the old man said about his past was true, then his cultivation level might very well be at the Ascension Realm.

How many Ascension Realm cultivators even existed in this world? Barely any.

What troubled Xu Ming even more was a nagging question: if these upper-tier cultivators were truly evil and guilty of heinous crimes, why weren’t they executed? Why imprison them here instead?

It made sense for the old man to remain alive—an Ascension Realm cultivator was nearly impossible to kill. But the others? This wasn’t some fantasy novel where villains could only be sealed and not slain.

“Kid, I know you have a lot of questions.”

The old man grinned at Xu Ming, revealing his blackened and yellow teeth.

“You’re wondering why I saved you without any apparent reason.

You’re wondering why I’m explaining anything to you when I didn’t have to.

You’re wondering about my identity and whether or not my words are true.

You’re wondering why those people didn’t kill us and instead chose to trap us here.

Kid, this world is far more complicated than you can imagine.

But you’re not wrong about one thing—I didn’t save you out of the goodness of my heart. The only reason I saved you was that I wanted to strike a deal with you. What do you think?”

“What if I refuse to make a deal with you, senior?” Xu Ming asked.

The old man tilted his head back and stared at the pitch-black cave ceiling, his voice slow and deliberate:

“Then you’ll die here, along with her.”

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