The Immortal Cultivation World Is Too Dangerous: I Return to Earth as a Divine Sage - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Escaping from the Cultivation World Back to Earth

In the parallel world of Great Xia, Tianhai City.

A young man dressed in ancient attire, covered in blood and with an extremely pale face, suddenly appeared in a mid-tier apartment complex.

After appearing, the young man continuously stuffed pills into his mouth. These pills didn’t seem to come from anywhere specific, as if they materialized out of thin air in his hands.

After consuming an unknown number of pills, the young man finally stopped. His previously deathly pale face had regained a rosy complexion.

The young man’s name was Ye Yang, someone who believed he had unlocked the protagonist template, destined to ascend to immortality, become an ancestor, and walk an invincible path—a true lucky one.

Three months ago, while strolling through the night market in Tianhai City, Ye Yang passed by an antique street and bought a mirror from a vendor’s stall. Normally, Ye Yang would never buy anything from an antique street.

In his view, the so-called “finding treasures” in novels or TV dramas didn’t exist on antique streets. Those hoping to strike it rich were merely paying an intelligence tax.

Who among the vendors on the antique street was foolish? Weren’t their discerning eyes sharper than the average person’s? If they thought something might be valuable, wouldn’t they get it appraised themselves?

Yet, for some reason, three months ago, when Ye Yang passed by that antique stall, he inexplicably stopped and spent half his savings—nearly 100,000 yuan—to buy a mirror that looked like a modern craft piece.

The day after buying the mirror, Ye Yang discovered that his world had undergone a shocking change.

The Earth was still the same Earth. His bank account remained unchanged. The world’s trajectory seemed the same. But his country had undergone a dramatic transformation.

His country had somehow become a nation called Great Xia.

A nation with a 5,000-year imperial dynasty system, where emperors changed but the nation’s name never did. (AN: It’s still Earth, just with an altered world background to avoid censorship; otherwise, too many things will have to be cut down.)

After discovering this monumental change in his country, Ye Yang immediately thought of the mirror he had bought the previous day.

Before buying the mirror, his country was still the same. After buying it, his world had changed. And it seemed only he noticed this change.

Ye Yang specifically checked online.

Aside from him, no one else mentioned anything about the world changing.

Just as Ye Yang was about to study how the mirror caused this change, it suddenly turned into a beam of white light and entered his mind. The moment the mirror entered his mind, Ye Yang learned its function.

The mirror could open a gate through time and space, allowing him to travel to unknown worlds.

Upon learning this, Ye Yang’s mind immediately filled with countless novels about interdimensional traders.

The ability to travel between worlds?

In that instant, Ye Yang felt he had unlocked the protagonist template of an interdimensional trader novel. With the ability to traverse worlds, he could easily use the resources of both worlds to rise to the top.

Three thousand beauties, power at his fingertips—nothing would be out of reach.

Without hesitation, Ye Yang quit his job, preparing to start his interdimensional trading empire.

After naming the mirror the Kunlun Mirror, inspired by a mythical artifact with similar abilities, Ye Yang packed a backpack full of modern resources, opened the gate of time and space, and entered another world.

Upon arriving in the other world, Ye Yang found himself in a place resembling a deep, ancient forest.

After walking for two or three hours, he finally spotted signs of human activity.

Observing from a distance, he noticed that the people in this world wore ancient attire.

Following the customs, Ye Yang opened his backpack, took out a wig and ancient clothing, and dressed accordingly. Having read so many interdimensional trader novels, Ye Yang’s theoretical knowledge was vast.

Different worlds required different appearances, and Ye Yang was well-prepared.

Perhaps due to the Kunlun Mirror’s abilities, Ye Yang could instantly communicate and speak the language of the world the moment he heard it.

Because there were no language barriers, Ye Yang quickly learned what he wanted to know.

First, the country. According to what he gathered, he was in a place called Qianzhou.

Qianzhou had six nations. These nations varied in size; the largest had hundreds of counties, while the smallest had just over a hundred.

Even the smallest nation, however, had a land area far exceeding that of Great Xia. Each county was at least as large as Great Xia’s largest province.

The nation Ye Yang was in was called Lingguo, with 180 counties, placing it in the mid-tier among the six nations in terms of land area.

Learning how vast this other world was filled Ye Yang with joy. A large land meant abundant resources, and as an interdimensional trader, he could develop rapidly.

Just as Ye Yang was preparing to leverage the resource differences between Earth and this world to start building his fortune, he suddenly realized this world was no ordinary place.

He witnessed a man shatter a several-meter-tall boulder with a single palm strike.

Ye Yang specifically inspected the boulder—it was undeniably real, with unquestionable hardness.

Seeing this, Ye Yang was beyond thrilled. Supernatural abilities that only existed in movies and TV shows on Earth actually existed in this world.

Who didn’t dream of being a martial hero? Ye Yang certainly did.

As a child, with a mere branch in hand, he would wreak havoc on the rapeseed fields within a few miles. With extraordinary martial prowess right before him, how could Ye Yang not be moved?

Just as Ye Yang was about to use Earth’s finest glass craftsmanship to apprentice himself to a master, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound from above.

Initially, he thought it was the sound of birds flying. Looking up, he saw a group of people flying on swords hundreds of meters in the air.

At that moment, Ye Yang was stunned.

Was this world’s martial prowess so outrageous? They could even fly on swords?

Later, Ye Yang learned that those flying on swords were cultivators. The world he had crossed into was a grand cultivation world.

The martial artists he saw were merely the lowest tier of this world’s power structure, easily defeated by even the weakest cultivators. Upon learning that this was a cultivation world, Ye Yang grew even more excited.

Cultivation didn’t just mean strength—it meant longevity and immortality.

He had to cultivate.

After spending three full months using countless modern Earth crafts to pave the way, Ye Yang finally earned the chance to join the Tianhuang Sect, one of the three major cultivation sects in Lingguo, led by Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Whether due to the Kunlun Mirror or his own aptitude, Ye Yang’s spiritual root was exceptional. He was tested to have dual wind and fire spiritual roots, a rare talent with over a 50% chance of reaching Foundation Establishment.

He was immediately accepted into the Tianhuang Sect and became a top-tier true disciple.

But just as Ye Yang joined the sect, received guidance from an elder, and successfully stepped into the first layer of Qi Refining, officially becoming a cultivator, disaster struck.

Two Golden Core cultivators clashed in a massive battle in the region where the Tianhuang Sect was located. The shockwaves of their battle were terrifying, devastating the land for thousands of miles.

The Tianhuang Sect couldn’t withstand the residual waves of the Golden Core cultivators’ battle and was annihilated.

If not for the Kunlun Mirror allowing Ye Yang to return to Earth, he would have perished along with the sect.

“It was greed that got me,” Ye Yang thought, leaning back on the sofa, looking at the dark ring on his right index finger.

Normally, the moment the Golden Core cultivators began fighting, he could have used the Kunlun Mirror to return to Earth without a scratch. But greed took over.

Since the Tianhuang Sect was doomed to be destroyed by the battle’s shockwaves, Ye Yang figured its resources shouldn’t go to waste.

Why let others benefit when he could take them? After all, he was a legitimate true disciple of the Tianhuang Sect. So, Ye Yang boldly ventured into the sect’s treasury, looting its technique library and pill storage.

The treasury was protected by arrays, and under normal circumstances, entry required a sect token. But Ye Yang was lucky. Due to his exceptional aptitude, he had apprenticed under the sect’s only Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This cultivator had to leave the sect temporarily and couldn’t teach Ye Yang in person, so he entrusted Ye Yang with his identity token, allowing Ye Yang to seek guidance from sect elders.

The identity token of a Foundation Establishment cultivator was equivalent to the sect’s highest authority, granting access to the treasury and bypassing its arrays.

When the sect was intact, Ye Yang wouldn’t have dared to have any ideas. But with the sect facing annihilation, he had to act.

Initially, Ye Yang thought the treasury’s arrays could withstand the Golden Core cultivators’ shockwaves for a short time, giving him enough time to loot everything. But he underestimated the power of those shockwaves.

He had just found a storage ring in the pill storage, intending to use it to sweep the treasury clean, when the shockwaves reached the treasury. He thought the arrays could hold for a while, but after looting the technique library, the arrays were shattered by the shockwaves.

Ye Yang had been cautious.

The moment the arrays broke, he used the Kunlun Mirror to return to Earth. Even so, he was still injured by a sliver of the shockwave’s residual energy.

Fortunately, that sliver was from the already-dissipated array-breaking shockwave, less than one percent of the original force. Otherwise, Ye Yang would have been obliterated on the spot.

Even so, he was gravely injured.

If he hadn’t looted the pill storage and consumed a massive number of pills, he would have been done for.

“That sliver of residual shockwave forced me to consume over a hundred Rejuvenation Pills. Though they’re only low-grade spiritual pills, their potency is nearly that of mid-grade healing pills, capable of restoring over half the injuries of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. For a mortal, as long as they have a single breath left, no matter how severe the injury, they could fully recover. Even someone near death could extend their life by years. Yet that tiny sliver of residual shockwave had such terrifying power. Golden Core cultivators are truly fearsome. Even Earth’s most powerful nuclear weapons pale in comparison.

“The imagination of cultivation novel authors is too limited. Saying Qi Refining cultivators are just slightly stronger mortals, or that Foundation Establishment cultivators could be killed by skilled martial artists, or that Golden Core cultivators could die to clever traps—it’s all nonsense.

“I absolutely can’t take such risks again. I only have one life, and if it’s gone, it’s gone for good. As long as I’m alive, with the Kunlun Mirror allowing free travel to the cultivation world, I’ll have plenty of chances to grow stronger.”

Leaning on the sofa, Ye Yang thought with lingering fear.