1: In Chapter 1, choosing the Hehuan Sect at the start grants you an invincible territory of only 10 meters!

Southern Wasteland Region, the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

On a desolate peak named "Cangwu Mountain," a dilapidated Daoist temple stood lonely in the cold wind.

The plaque above the temple's main gate hung askew, stained with several clumps of bird droppings.

Three crooked, weathered characters were written on the plaque: "Hehuan Sect"!

Wang Yang stood in the center of the main hall, staring at the faint blue translucent light screen floating before him, caught in an internal struggle.

"Transmigration is one thing, but isn't this starting choice a bit too extreme?"

Just three minutes ago, he was a corporate slave on Earth sprinting through a rainstorm for a perfect attendance bonus. He slipped, and when he opened his eyes again, he was in this world of immortal Cultivation.

At this moment, the Golden Finger known as the [Strongest Sect System] was forcing him to make a choice.

[Detected that the host is located on an unclaimed Spiritual Vein. Please choose the type of Sect to establish:]

[Option A: Establish the "Haoran Sword Sect".]

Reward: Divine-Grade Sword Art "Song of Righteous Qi".

Description: Sword Cultivators are cool, but they need to spend years traveling to slay demons and defend the Dao. Fighting is the norm, and bleeding is a daily occurrence!

[Option B: Establish the "Ascetic Zen Monastery".]

Reward: Supreme Physical Body Cultivation Technique "Vajra Indestructible Body".

Description: Requires tonsure and becoming a monk, a lifelong vegetarian diet, and the cultivation method is "taking a beating." The more miserably you are beaten, the thicker your armor!

[Option C: Establish the "Hehuan Sect".]

Reward: Activate the "Absolute Invincible Domain" within the Sect's grounds!

Description: Within the range of the Domain, the host is a god. Invincibility, instant kills, and the power to suppress and kill enemies with a single word!

Wang Yang's gaze swept back and forth between the three options.

"Option A—what's the use of being cool? Can it put food on the table? I'd have to go out and fight. If I run into some old schemer, what if my fragile, newly-transmigrated body kicks the bucket before I even master the divine technique? Rejected!"

"Option B—eating vegetarian and getting beaten up? I'd have to be crazy to pick that! I worked like an ox in my last life; do I have to be a sandbag in this one? Rejected!"

His gaze locked onto Option C.

There were two words there, shimmering with an enticing golden light—Invincible.

"Hehuan Sect... this name has a pretty stinky reputation in the cultivation world. It's usually a gathering place for villainous fodder."

Wang Yang stroked his chin, though a bit of unbidden drool escaped the corner of his mouth. "But, what it offers is just too much!"

So what if the reputation is bad?

As long as I'm invincible, I can turn the Hehuan Sect into a Holy Land!

Even if I raise pigs inside, they’ll be invincible divine pigs!

Wang Yang took a deep breath, his eyes determined, even carrying a hint of tragic heroism, as if saying, 'If I don't enter Hell, who will?'

"System, I choose C! I want to establish the Hehuan Sect!"

[Ding! Selection successful.]

[Congratulations to the host for becoming the first-generation Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect.]

[Activating "Absolute Invincible Domain"...]

["Absolute Invincible Domain" activated.]

[Sect Construction Panel opened.]

A warm current instantly swept through his entire body.

Wang Yang felt as if he had developed a mysterious connection with the ground beneath his feet.

In this moment, he felt that with just a single thought, he could turn the few small ants in the hall directly into dust!

This feeling of absolute control was simply exhilarating!

"Hahahaha! Invincible! I finally don't have to look at anyone's face anymore!"

Wang Yang stood in the dilapidated temple with his hands on his hips, laughing toward the sky, his laughter startling a nest of rats on the beams.

"System, quick, let me see how big my Invincible Domain is! Does it cover the whole continent? Or does it directly cover the entire Universe?"

Wang Yang opened the status panel with great anticipation.

[Host]: Wang Yang

[Cultivation]: Mortal

[Sect]: Hehuan Sect

[Disciples]: 0/100

[Current Domain Level]: Lv.1 (Initial State)

[Invincible Domain Range]: Centered on the prayer mat in the middle of the main hall, with a radius of 10 meters.

Wang Yang's laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck suddenly grabbed by the neck.

He rubbed his eyes, thinking he had misread the decimal point.

"System, come out, let's talk."

"What the Hell is this 10 meters? Huh? 10 meters?!"

Wang Yang jumped in anxiety, pointing at that line of small text and roaring, "My home router's WiFi signal is more than 10 meters! What kind of invincibility is this? This is called being in prison!"

The System's cold mechanical voice sounded:

[Ding! Answering the host: the size of the "Invincible Domain" is linked to the Sect's Luck and the Disciples' cultivation.]

[Currently, the Sect only has the host (a Mortal) and no Disciples. According to the rules: each Mortal Disciple provides +10 meters.]

[As a Mortal himself, the host provides an initial survival space of +10 meters.]

Wang Yang looked at the floor tiles beneath his feet and began to measure with his steps.

Although the main hall of this ruined temple was dilapidated, it wasn't small.

He stood on the prayer mat in the center of the hall and walked five steps to the left, feeling full of power, as if he could blow up a planet with one punch.

He walked another five steps and reached the entrance of the hall.

That "I am God" feeling was still there.

Then, he raised his foot and carefully took a step outside the threshold.

Ten meters and one centimeter.

"Whoosh—"

A gust of cold wind blew past, and Wang Yang instantly shivered. That feeling of omnipotence vanished in an instant, replaced by the weakness and hunger of a Mortal.

He quickly pulled his foot back.

"Damn! So you're saying as long as I don't leave this hall, I'm invincible. But the moment I step out this door, any random stray dog could bite me to death?"

Wang Yang looked around in despair.

The wind whistled through the gaps in the hall's four walls. Aside from the tattered prayer mat beneath him and a headless statue whose face could not be seen, the place was truly bare.

The most critical thing was...

Wang Yang suddenly felt a sudden urge to urinate.

He glanced at the open-air latrine toward the side-rear of the hall.

Estimated distance: 15 meters.

"..."

Wang Yang's face instantly turned pale.

"System, can this Domain... be adjusted a bit? For example, can you include the latrine?"

[Ding! Please recruit members as soon as possible to expand the Domain. For every Mortal member recruited, the Domain radius +10 meters.]

[If a member of the Sect breaks through to the Qi Refining Stage, the Domain radius +100 meters.]

The System responded coldly, as if mocking his bladder.

Wang Yang slumped in despair onto the prayer mat in the center of the hall, which was leaking cotton stuffing.

This was a desolate mountain in the wilderness; usually, not even a ghost could be seen. Where was he supposed to go to recruit people?

The current situation was: don't go out and starve to death (or die from a bursting bladder)!

Go out, and any random wild wolf could finish off this Mortal Sect Master.

"Heaven never cuts off all paths... there must be a way."

Wang Yang looked at the headless, unknown statue above the hall, and in his desperation, he pressed his palms together and began to mutter.

"All you gods and immortals, System Daddy, passing demons and ghosts..."

"I'm not picky, really. I don't need some peerless Prodigy, nor do I need a Child of Destiny."

"As long as it's a person, as long as they're alive and breathing, that's enough!"

"Please, Heavens, drop a Disciple for me! Even if they're missing an arm or a leg, I'll take them, as long as they can help me expand the Domain to the latrine! I'll kowtow to you!"

Just as Wang Yang was praying without a shred of dignity—

Boom!

This loud noise didn't come from the sky, but from the already shaky main gate.

The two dilapidated wooden doors were violently smashed open. Half a door panel flew straight in, kicking up a cloud of dust on the floor.

Wang Yang jumped in fright, instinctively wanting to crawl under the altar table, but then he had a second thought:

Wait, I have the Invincible Domain!

As long as I'm in this hall, I am God!

He forcibly stopped himself from crawling under the table. To hide his embarrassment, he smoothly transitioned into a "high expert" pose, sitting cross-legged with his five centers facing the sky, his gaze instantly becoming profound.

The dust cleared.

A young girl in tight-fitting clothes rolled in miserably.

The girl looked to be about eighteen or nineteen. Although her face was covered in dirt and her hair was messy, her delicate features were still visible.

(No minors appear in this book!)

Most notably, she was death-gripping a glistening, oily... roasted chicken in her arms.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The girl coughed violently, struggling to climb up from the ground. She looked back in terror at the dark mountain path outside the door, as if some terrifying monster was approaching.

Seeing this, Wang Yang's eyes instantly lit up like two hundred-watt light bulbs.

A living being!

A human!

This wasn't just a girl; this was clearly the salvation of his life, his pass to the latrine!

"She's inside! That little wench can't run anymore!"

A series of crude shouts came from outside. Immediately after, three burly men wearing "Iron Fist Sect" uniforms appeared arrogantly at the door.

The leader, a man with a fleshy face, held a Ghost-Head Blade. He looked at the girl in the hall and leered, "Lin Xiaowan, run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

The girl called Lin Xiaowan retreated in despair until her back hit the altar table.

Because she was squeezing it too hard, a drop of oil was pressed out of the roasted chicken in her arms.

"Wang Ergou! Even if I die, I will never marry you!" Lin Xiaowan said through gritted teeth, her eyes full of resolve.

"Hehe, that's not up to you. Once I take you back and the rice is cooked..."

The burly man named Wang Ergou was about to step over the threshold.

At this moment, Wang Yang, who had been treated like thin air, finally spoke slowly.

To hide his inner wild joy and excitement, he deliberately lowered his voice, speaking in an indifferent tone that seemed to come from the depths of Hell:

"So noisy."

"Who allowed you to make a clamor in this seat's Daoist field?"

The voice wasn't loud, but with the System's enhancement, it echoed within the dilapidated hall, carrying a mysterious pressure.

Wang Ergou's footsteps paused, only then noticing someone sitting in the shadows of the hall.

Dressed in a black-gold robe, his face hidden in the shadows, his eyes deep as a pool of water, his entire body radiated an aura of "I am very strong, don't mess with me."

Wang Yang's heart was pounding wildly, his palms were soaked in sweat, but on the surface, he remained as steady as an old dog.

He looked at the girl named Lin Xiaowan and screamed inwardly:

"This Disciple, I am definitely taking her!"

"Not even all the gods and buddhas in the sky can stop me! I said so!"

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