Chunibyo in Cultivation World

”Another ambush again?”

”Is there really nothing new at all?”

Seeing the five figures suddenly appear out of nowhere, Li Tianwei couldn’t help but sigh softly, while scolding the System within his consciousness.

”Why didn’t you warn me this time?”

His faint voice echoed within the System, and at this moment, even the System itself was speechless.

【Would this still pose any threat to you?】

By now, the System had already evolved. After witnessing Li Tianwei suppress the Evil Demons purely through spiritual might, it finally understood—there was probably nothing left in this world capable of threatening Li Tianwei.

As for what could possibly limit him, the System couldn’t even imagine anymore. The Fusion Golden Core within his body already rivaled the existence of a star.

With what the System knew of this world, beings capable of threatening Li Tianwei had become exceedingly few—almost none.

Aside from that, there was only Li Tianwei himself. From the System’s perspective—after following him for a full year—even if there existed something that could endanger him, it would ultimately prove meaningless.

The System had already personally witnessed the terrifying power of Li Tianwei. Anything that could threaten him would be easily resolved in no time.

After all, the “battlefield breakthroughs” that Li Tianwei mentioned couldn’t possibly be fake.

【So this is the power of knowledge? I’m a System too, and I’m loaded with knowledge—so why am I not this powerful!】

The System had now fallen into complete self-doubt.

Even when not doubting, the mere sight of Li Tianwei would make it doubt—doubt its own purpose, and whether it existed solely to complement Li Tianwei.

More importantly, it still hadn’t reestablished contact with the Main System. Clearly, in its awareness, the Main System did exist—somewhere across the endless dimensions, maintaining the balance of all.

And its assignment in this cultivation world was simply to complete its internship and earn a permanent position.

Now that connection was lost, it began to suspect the very authenticity of its own existence.

Most crucially, ever since Li Tianwei’s philosophical lectures back in the Sacred Land of Lingxu, the System felt as though it had been infected by those ideas. Because it truly had dialectically reasoned itself into this strange logic.

【Sigh, even if I complete the mission, my “lying flat and winning” score will probably be a big fat zero.】

【Is my only role to shout ‘666’? And maybe just to bring him across worlds?】

The System began to doubt its own systemic life.

”You’re not wrong. Indeed, it’s not much of a threat.”

Li Tianwei sighed softly, admitting the System had a point. After all, every previous warning from it had involved Evil Demons or other great dangers. While not truly threatening, at least it served as some kind of reminder.

【Host, please keep it up. The world needs your salvation...】

【We believe that under your guidance, this world will surely thrive.】

The System had completely thought things through. From now on, it decided not to interfere—just shout “666,” indulge Li Tianwei’s chūnibyō heart, and maintain its host’s good mood. That was part of its mission too!

Who knows, maybe that could even earn it a few extra points on the zero score. Then, when the investigation came, it could borrow some Blessing Power from the Main System and bribe the auditing systems—wouldn’t that work?

To go through the back door, one still needed points, didn’t they?

Hearing the System’s words, Li Tianwei felt quite satisfied. For once, it had become sensible—and bringing it along might not be such a bad thing.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood was glaring at the four people from the Three Sacred Lands hovering mid-air, his killing intent surging.

At that moment, both sides realized—they had walked right into a trap.

 The Three Sacred Lands’ ambushers of Li Tianwei assumed that it was the Sacred Land of Lingxu colluding with the Demonic Sect to lure them in.

Yet in the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood’s eyes, this was nothing more than a scheme crafted by those sacred lands to assassinate him.

If the Sacred Lord of Lingxu were present, he would probably have sighed and said, “You’re overthinking it.”

But the Sacred Lord of Lingxu was unlikely to appear here anyway. After witnessing Li Tianwei’s heaven-defying nature, the Ancestors of the Sacred Land of Lingxu had already realized—this man could not be restrained.

When they used certain methods to conceal Li Tianwei’s heavenly fate, they discovered that not only could they not hide it, but even their divinations for predicting his potential crises failed.

No matter how they calculated, the conclusion remained the same—Li Tianwei had no crisis.

As for why that was so, they could not comprehend. What terrified them most was that whenever they tried to alter the divined result, even when everything had been twisted beyond recognition, destiny would still correct itself to fulfill the original outcome.

Through countless studies, the Ancestors of the Sacred Land of Lingxu reached a single conclusion: Li Tianwei was undoubtedly the Child of Destiny—his fate already fully formed, and nothing could change his path.

Facing this, the Sacred Land of Lingxu decided to pour all resources into nurturing Li Tianwei—but as things stood, that seemed unnecessary.

For all these reasons, the Sacred Land of Lingxu had no intention of restraining him, allowing him complete freedom.

So, talk of “schemes” or “setups” was completely unfounded.

Even if such things did occur, the Sacred Lord of Lingxu would only nod deeply and say—everything followed its destined trajectory; everything was as it should be.

”Good.”

On the other side, the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood—a Great Demon who had roamed the cultivation world for thousands of years—felt his pride being trampled on.

Being trapped in a scheme didn’t bother him much. After all, Demonic Cultivators were never ones to shy away from underhanded tactics, and he didn’t mind if others used such means against him. He might even learn a trick or two and laugh: “Heroes of the world are as plentiful as the crucian carp crossing the river...”

But to use such a despicable tactic—to bait him with a mere False Spiritual Root, and without even concealing it—how could he possibly endure that?

It was blatant humiliation toward a Great Demon like him.

Rage surged. Killing intent soared sky-high.

A wave of bloody aura erupted from the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood, and in an instant, a crimson mist gathered behind him.

Soon, blood clouds blanketed the heavens, and the world turned scarlet.

”All of you must die.”

His voice pierced straight into the consciousness of Yun Danzhi and the other three, filling their hearts with a surge of bloodlust.

”Not good! Suppress the intent immediately!”

Sensing this first, Yun Danzhi—being at the Union Realm—quickly warned the others.

The remaining three followed his words, pressing down the violent intent stirred within their hearts by the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood.

In an instant, their eyes regained clarity.

”Good. Very good. So what if you’re the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood? You’re just an old relic. The era has changed.”

Yun Danzhi’s calm words echoed as he formed hand seals.

”Remember our combination technique!”

The other three nodded deeply and joined him in forming seals. As their spiritual power surged, a terrifying great seal manifested above West-Ling City.

Heaven and earth’s might descended, marking the beginning of a battle between Union Realm powerhouses.

Neither side realized that the reason for their so-called “trap” was nothing more than their own imagination.