Chunibyo in Cultivation World

The System watched as Li Tianwei’s entire body emanated a dense aura of resentment.

The evil intent surged to the heavens, and killing intent spread endlessly.

Seeing such a scene, combined with all the spells he cultivated, the System only wanted to say—wasn’t this already twisted enough? It had long ceased to know how crooked he had become.

The System truly could not comprehend what gave him such confidence—most importantly, there was indeed nothing that could disprove his confidence.

Just as the System was thinking of how to respond, the cave residence trembled slightly.

The figure of Bai Muxu, seemingly having finished dealing with matters at the Duel Platform, had already appeared outside the cave.

Sensing Bai Muxu’s arrival, Li Tianwei no longer felt like continuing his argument with the System.

Outside, Bai Muxu looked toward Li Tianwei within the cave, and was startled by the Dao Intent radiating from his body.

“You’ve grasped another one?”

Indeed, at this moment, Bai Muxu could sense through his Divine Sense that Li Tianwei had once again gained a new Dao Intent.

Bai Muxu hadn’t expected that in such a short time, Li Tianwei would comprehend yet another Dao Intent.

He still remembered that when he himself was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, though he had also grasped a Dao Intent, it had only been a single one.

However, the Dao Intents Li Tianwei comprehended were rather strange—Death, Resentment, Killing, Evil...

For a moment, Bai Muxu fell silent.

Looking at the aura emanating from Li Tianwei’s body, if he hadn’t known that Li Tianwei’s Dao Intents were realized through enduring the torment of the Filthy Resentful Aura, he would have thought the boy was some reincarnated Great Devil.

“Master.”

Seeing Bai Muxu’s arrival, Li Tianwei stepped forward, clasped his hands, and bowed in greeting.

“Tianwei, you are truly a genius. To think that in such a short time, you’ve comprehended yet another Dao Intent.”

Bai Muxu did not hesitate to give Li Tianwei the praise he deserved.

“This is all thanks to Master’s guidance.”

Li Tianwei, of course, knew how to attend to others’ feelings—after all, how could someone as talented as himself not know his own worth?

After speaking, he couldn’t help but poke at the System with his thoughts, as if saying, See that, System? You really have no eyes.

Witnessing this, the System was utterly speechless and immediately retreated deep into Li Tianwei’s consciousness.

“Speaking of which, I watched your battle on the Duel Platform today.”

“You indeed possess exceptional aptitude and strong comprehension of spells. However, just like that fellow from the Sacred Land of Baiyuan, your methods are far too mixed.”

Bai Muxu looked at Li Tianwei and spoke of what he had observed during the battle.

“I beg Master’s guidance,”

Li Tianwei asked sincerely.

“Your spells are too many, too scattered. Though your spiritual power is sufficient, you cannot subdue Yuan Xixiao in a short time.”

“You’ve studied the Celestial Art. Beyond increasing cultivation, its foundation also contains several derivative spells.”

“Have you noticed that before cultivating those advanced spells, one must first train in numerous foundational ones?”

Seeing Li Tianwei’s humble demeanor, Bai Muxu nodded slightly, then looked at him again and asked.

“Indeed, the Celestial Art is vast in content, especially in the section on spells,”

Li Tianwei said, recalling as Bai Muxu mentioned it.

“I gave you the Complete Compendium of Spells not merely for you to learn all kinds of magic casually, but to—”

Bai Muxu watched Li Tianwei’s thoughtful expression, knowing it was time to fulfill his role as a teacher—but before he could finish his words,

Li Tianwei raised his head.

His previously contemplative expression had already turned into one of sudden enlightenment.

“Master, I understand now! The spell structures—the basic spells and the various ones within the Celestial Art—all originate from the same source, merely built up through layers of complexity to form stronger spells.”

“What you mean to say, Master, is that I should discard these chaotic and mixed spells and instead directly construct the framework of my own spell system, creating spells that belong solely to me, right?”

Li Tianwei spoke with an enlightened expression.

At that moment, Bai Muxu froze, staring at Li Tianwei in disbelief, as if to say, How did you know that?

For a while, Bai Muxu opened his mouth, wanting to speak—but realized that Li Tianwei had already said everything he had intended to say.

At that instant, Bai Muxu felt an illusion—perhaps having a disciple that was too smart wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

“That’s right, that’s exactly what I meant,”

Bai Muxu said after a moment’s hesitation, going along with it since his words had already been stolen.

“Master, I now know what to do.”

Li Tianwei hadn’t said this without reason.

During the battle on the Duel Platform, he had already noticed the problem—though he clearly had faster ways to defeat Yuan Xixiao, the power of his various layered spells still fell short.

With Bai Muxu’s reminder, the answer immediately came to him—his thoughts became clear.

“Good. Very good.”

Bai Muxu nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, Li Tianwei recalled the System’s earlier mockery.

It had dared to say his path was crooked?

The System must have glitched.

Bai Muxu was the Peak Master of a righteous Holy Land—his teachings could not be more proper.

All Li Tianwei’s learning came from the various techniques Bai Muxu gave him; who better than him to judge whether it was crooked?

Thus, Li Tianwei directly asked,

“By the way, Master, may I ask—how do you see the cultivation path I’ve walked thus far?”

Bai Muxu hadn’t expected Li Tianwei to ask this.

He immediately raised his head, examined Li Tianwei with his Divine Sense, felt the power in his body, and recalled the various spells he had used earlier.

The situation was... a little awkward.

Bai Muxu suddenly didn’t know how to respond.

After all, Li Tianwei’s condition truly seemed a little off.

Whether it was the Dao Intents he’d comprehended or those eerie spells—it all looked like the work of a Demonic Cultivator, the sort of things devils practiced.

But Li Tianwei’s eyes were completely clear, unlike any Demonic Cultivator’s murky gaze.

He seemed wholly uncorrupted.

In truth, Bai Muxu wanted to point out that there was indeed some problem.

But thinking more carefully, what problem was there really?

Moreover, this was his own disciple—he had only been cultivating for such a short time.

If there truly was an issue, wouldn’t that mean he had failed as a teacher?

With that thought, Bai Muxu stepped forward and patted Li Tianwei’s shoulder.

“Disciple, what you cultivate is the Celestial Art of Immortal Tianyuan. The spells you practice come from the treasured archives of the Sacred Land of Lingxu. In the Northern Spirit Domain, our Sacred Land of Lingxu is one of the four great holy sects—many true immortals have ascended from us. There are few paths more righteous or superior than yours.”

“You must understand—what you cultivate is a blazing, glorious righteous path, flawless in every way.”

Bai Muxu emphasized his words solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Li Tianwei understood completely.

Crooked? How could that be? Everything he practiced came from the Sacred Land of Lingxu.

Now, even Bai Muxu—the very person who taught him—had said it was a blazing righteous path without a single problem.

Not to mention, all his Dao Intents were comprehended from this very world.

There was no way it could be crooked.

“It seems the System really is malfunctioning.”