Chunibyo in Cultivation World

”Look at how happy they are now.”

”This way, they can lessen their sins faster and suffer less pain—wouldn’t that make the punishment better?”

Li Tianwei sighed. The Taixu Fragment had already been completely consumed. The specifications of the Eighteenth Level of Hell looked decent, yet Li Tianwei knew that it was still far from enough.

”If possible, I’ll merge the entire Forbidden Land of Taixu into it later—that would be perfect.”

At this moment, Li Tianwei had already made up his mind.

Just as he was thinking, he sensed Fei Xuzi’s aura. He immediately put away the Saint Soul Banner and went out to greet him.

Before this, Fei Xuzi had been struggling over how to report to Li Tianwei about the resettlement work for millions of people that Li Tianwei had assigned him. As he was worrying, Li Tianwei appeared before him.

”Chief Li, the expansion of Jing’an City has been completed. The wastelands have been cultivated, and there’s enough space to settle those millions of people,”

Fei Xuzi cupped his hands and bowed deeply.

”Let’s go take a look.”

Li Tianwei nodded heavily.

As soon as his words fell, the two of them rose into the air, casting their spells and flying toward the other side.

Not long after, the two arrived at the western side of Jing’an City. At this moment, through the efforts of Fei Xuzi and the other cultivators, the entire Jing’an City had expanded three to four times its original size.

Countless small buildings, houses, and endless farmlands stretched out beyond sight.

Perhaps these cultivators had never imagined that one day, as exalted Immortal Masters, they would be made to build houses and cultivate fields.

Even so, not a single one dared to complain.

Complain? About what?

Perhaps mortals might dare to grumble a little about cultivators—after all, they hadn’t reached the realm of understanding through thought alone.

But Li Tianwei’s strength was what it was. At such a level, his heart might sense every fluctuation. A single complaint could easily be perceived by him—and when that happened…

Thus, during this time, these cultivators had thrown themselves completely into their work. Within just a few days, the expansion of Jing’an City was finished.

”Not bad at all.”

Looking down at the scene below, Li Tianwei nodded in satisfaction.

Seeing this, Fei Xuzi also breathed a sigh of relief. To please Li Tianwei, he had paid extraordinary attention to every detail, polishing everything to perfection.

In fact, even when building his own cave residence or sect grounds, Fei Xuzi had never been this meticulous.

After finishing his inspection, Li Tianwei said nothing more. He took out the Saint Soul Banner and waved it toward an open field.

In an instant, countless human figures appeared out of thin air on the open land ahead.

But that wasn’t all—Li Tianwei kept waving his hand until all the millions of people had been completely released from within the Saint Soul Banner.

Those who had once been trapped inside, carrying out vengeance against the cultivators, saw the bright light and felt the warmth of the descending sun. They could not help but cheer and rejoice.

Although they had been saved by Li Tianwei and now understood what had happened in the past, they were still living beings. Staying inside the Evil Soul Banner for so long had been unbearably suffocating.

And Li Tianwei had promised to resettle them—but none of them dared to ask him when exactly that would happen.

Now that they were finally released, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to being sold, imprisoned underground, or watching their own kind die again and again, the days inside the Soul Banner had actually been easier.

Especially when they thought of how those cultivators who had once tormented them were now being punished—it brought them true comfort and joy.

Soon, the cheers faded, and everyone turned their gaze to the figure standing high in the air.

That was the figure forever engraved in their memories—the one who had saved them from Hell, and who was now arranging a safe place for them to live without fear for the future.

In their eyes, Li Tianwei was no different from a celestial who saved the suffering.

”Everyone, settle down here in Jing’an City. The past days are gone—live well in this place.”

Li Tianwei’s voice, so deeply imprinted in their hearts, echoed into their minds.

Countless eyes welled with tears.

”Thank you, Immortal…”

”Thank you, Immortal!”

Grateful words poured continuously from the mouths of these ordinary people.

Falling into Li Tianwei’s ears, he felt no particular emotion and did not respond further.

Just as he pondered how to reply, new voices rose from the crowd below.

”Immortal Master, we live here in Jing’an City, but when I die, I wish to go to the Hell you created… Those damned cultivators and evil men—they need punishment.”

”Yes! I don’t believe in this Heaven and Earth. You once said that after death, we return to Heaven and Earth—but I don’t want to return. I want to go to your Hell…”

Countless voices echoed one after another.

At the side, Fei Xuzi and the others twitched at the corners of their eyes as they listened.

”What Hell? What punishment? We don’t know anything about that.”

The cultivators of Jing’an City turned their heads away, pretending ignorance.

As for Li Tianwei, upon hearing the cries from below, he hadn’t expected them to think this way.

”All of you were born from Heaven and Earth and will return to Heaven and Earth in the end. There’s no need to speak further of this now,”

Li Tianwei immediately refused.

Yet, the people below did not accept his words.

”Born of Heaven and Earth? We come from our parents! Our lives are earned by our own hands—we rely on no Heaven or Earth! On the contrary, those so-called cultivators who ‘uphold Heaven’s order’ tormented us, stole everything from us, and destroyed our families!”

”We want nothing to do with this Heaven and Earth! Immortal Master, take us instead! We’re willing to offer our strength for your great vow!”

The crowd continued to speak fervently.

Hearing them, Li Tianwei could only shake his head helplessly.

”Very well. All of you shall live here peacefully in Jing’an City. I will record your names within the Banner—when the day comes that you pass away, I will summon you.”

As Li Tianwei nodded, the people below burst into joyous cheers.

”Everyone, state your names aloud!”

Li Tianwei brought out the Saint Soul Banner. The banner, now thoroughly refined through the Taixu Fragment, no longer contained only endless resentful energy—it also held a chaotic yet pure power.

Suspended in midair, its dark green radiance exuded an aura of utmost Yin and evil.

Yet the people below seemed oblivious to it, shouting their names toward Li Tianwei.

”Zhang Xiaogou, Wu Ba, Li Liu, Liu Yibai…”

Countless names rose with their voices, floating upward toward the Soul Banner.

On the Book of Life and Death within, innumerable names began to appear.

Even the Saint Soul Banner itself gained faint traces of golden light at this moment.

”I saw nothing, I saw nothing…”

The cultivators of Jing’an City, upon witnessing such a spectacular scene, felt no awe—only muttered silently to themselves with eyes tightly shut.