Chunibyo in Cultivation World

Amid Li Tianwei’s ceaseless sermon, Zhang Linyuan, atop the main peak, had already neared the brink of madness, even falling into self-conflict and self-doubt.

Various thoughts, Daos, and principles surged endlessly within his consciousness, as though they had been forcibly crammed inside.

Just as Li Tianwei had said—since all things exist for a reason, and since all things have two sides—if Evil Demons exist, then must there not also be an inverted existence opposed to them?

“Li Tianwei, Li Tianwei—what is this trick of yours?”

Zhang Linyuan could not help but mutter under his breath.

At this moment, deep within Zhang Linyuan’s consciousness, the scene of his first battle with Li Tianwei at Heaven’s Gate Peak surfaced again—the moment Li Tianwei unleashed the Fusion Golden Core, scattering its boundless, pure brilliance throughout heaven and earth.

Was that not the very embodiment of opposition?

“Do not break my demonic heart!”

At that thought, Zhang Linyuan seemed to realize something—enlightened to something.

His thoughts and consciousness trembled and leapt ceaselessly.

“Hahaha, so that’s how it is—so that’s how it is!”

Yet Zhang Linyuan quickly suppressed those strange, intrusive new thoughts and ideas that had abruptly risen in his mind.

“Damn you, Li Tianwei. I never expected your methods to be so terrifying—you can actually, like us Evil Demons, strike through the alienation of thought itself!”

“You use the excuse of preaching Dao to influence us, just as we influence and control cultivators through emotion and thought.”

“However, you still underestimate us Evil Demons.”

“We are one body—our thoughts are shared. There are no secrets between us.”

Zhang Linyuan chuckled softly, as if having seen through the trap hidden within Li Tianwei’s so-called sermon.

Through the Evil Demons’ Same-Origin Connection, Zhang Linyuan sensed that many other demons, too, had fallen into madness and delusion under Li Tianwei’s preaching.

As he regained his clarity, he continuously awakened the others, and before long, they reclaimed control.

In that instant, Zhang Linyuan also realized another terrifying aspect of Li Tianwei—beyond merely perceiving the existence of Evil Demons.

He understood that if Li Tianwei were to amplify the influence of his sermon, the innate ability they prided themselves upon—the Same-Origin Connection that allowed all Evil Demons to commune as one—might instead become the very means of their annihilation.

When that time came, should the demons connected by the Same-Origin feel such strange and alien waves of thought, all Evil Demons could be affected simultaneously—and thus destroyed altogether.

“Too terrifying… so this was your plan all along.”

Awakening to this truth, Zhang Linyuan could not help but sigh.

Meanwhile, Li Tianwei himself remained unaware that his continuous sermon was driving the Evil Demons gathered within the Sacred Land of Lingxu to the edge of collapse.

Facing such a method—one capable of annihilating all Evil Demons—there was no longer any reason for Zhang Linyuan to continue concealing himself or bide his time.

“He must die—even if I expose myself!”

Having witnessed Li Tianwei’s horrifying might and pulled himself from the mire of self-doubt, Zhang Linyuan resolved to utterly erase him.

“Same-Origin Connection.”

“Great Evil Demons, I require your aid. Within the Sacred Land of Lingxu, I have encountered one who threatens to thwart our complete dominion over this realm!”

Through the Same-Origin Connection, Zhang Linyuan sent his message, awaiting the demons’ response.

As an Evil Demon of the Out-of-Body Realm, his status was naturally one of the highest among them.

Precisely because of that, he possessed a unique ability—to draw upon an even greater, more majestic power from the Same-Origin Connection, achieving unobstructed transmission.

“Damn, what do you mean ‘unobstructed transmission’? And what’s this ‘law of conservation of energy’ that just popped into my mind?”

“What do you mean—‘doesn’t conform’?”

“Li Tianwei, your Dao’s influence still lingers!”

Sensing those bizarre thoughts deep in his consciousness, Zhang Linyuan instantly understood the reason—but still fought desperately to suppress it, feigning his usual cold, indifferent demonic demeanor.

As Zhang Linyuan drew upon power and prepared for a desperate strike to send Li Tianwei straight to hell—

Li Tianwei continued his sermon, having already consumed all the materials he had organized over the past hour.

Perhaps only the System within Li Tianwei’s consciousness knew exactly how much he had prepared.

It had watched Li Tianwei organize tens of thousands of words of sermon content in merely one hour.

From fundamental practice and the logic of existence, all the way to what Li Tianwei considered supreme benevolence—

【Damn it, in one hour you’ve written this much? Back when you were alive, you should’ve been writing novels! If you had, I never would’ve chosen you as my host!】

The System muttered in exasperation—but it didn’t forget its serious duty. Immediately afterward, it relayed the intelligence it had just detected to Li Tianwei.

【Host, host! The Evil Demons are moving! I just detected an energy transmission through the Same-Origin Connection—countless demons are lending power to a Great Evil Demon within the Sacred Land of Lingxu! Be careful, host!】

The System transmitted everything it knew to Li Tianwei.

“Mm, understood. I’ve already seen it.”

Li Tianwei’s face remained calm even after receiving the System’s words.

Because when he had come here to preach, he had already sensed the presence of the Evil Demons.

However, Li Tianwei had not acted immediately—instead, he began his sermon first.

To him, dealing with the Evil Demons was a trivial matter. In his view, their counterattack was only natural.

When arranging this sermon, he had already foreseen this—after all, in gatherings, banquets, and meetings alike, he could always see through the schemes hidden beneath.

Would those Evil Demons, who had invited the disciples of the Sacred Land of Lingxu to listen to him preach, truly think he came without intent of his own?

If he could think of it, others could too.

And if he could do what others could not—that was their problem, not his.

The unseen clash between Li Tianwei and the Evil Demons had already begun in secret, while the elders and disciples of the Sacred Land of Lingxu continued to listen intently to his words.

A stream of enlightenment continuously arose in their hearts.

“This Dao could open a brand-new path!”

“Indeed!”

“Senior Brother Li’s talent is boundless! Why have we never thought this way before?”

Many disciples gazed with reverence at the figure seated cross-legged in midair.

Compared to the Evil Demons, Li Tianwei’s sermon was, to them, merely a refreshing collision of new ideas.

Humans did not resist such things—was it not simply mutual learning and understanding?

Just as everyone’s hearts were stirred by Li Tianwei’s preaching—

A sinister aura had already begun to spread across the main peak of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.

Within the Grand Hall, Zhang Linyuan’s body had begun to change.

“They’re coming… they’re coming!”

“Hahahahaha!”

Zhang Linyuan suddenly burst into manic laughter.

Immediately, he drew the attention of the Peak Masters and Patriarchs within the Grand Hall.

“Elder Zhang, what’s the matter? Why do you laugh so? Have you perhaps attained enlightenment?”

Someone, still unaware of the danger, asked in confusion.