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Cultivation Chat Group: The Heavenly Court Returns

A man died and reincarnated into the world of Cultivation Chat Group. When he first opened his eyes after reincarnating, he was greeted by two beautiful faces. One of them being the Heavenly Emperor who became his Mother and the other one was Heavenly Way White, his father. Born as the child with the most terrifying background ever that should have never existed. You ask why his background is so terrifying? His Mother, a creation of the third Heavenly Way and modified by the eight to execute his elaborate master plan to restore himself. The organisation she rules, the Ancient Heavenly Court, is the most powerful organisation in the entire world of cultivation and his father, he's the worst of all. Suppressing the entire All Heavens and Myriad Realms in an attempt to become Heavenly Way, only to sell it to someone else and repeating it once again after. As the only Heavenly Way to have half-transcended the Way he is also the strongest of them all. Our protagonist, however, is not interested in any of this and just wants to get to Canon as quickly as possible to have some fun. Along the way, he inadvertently becomes the most powerful individual capable of single-handedly ending the current era. Read as the most powerful cultivator that All Heavens and Myriad Realms have ever seen, messes up the original timeline. --- Note: This is my first time writing so don't expect anything, if you don't like it then just leave This story will not have any harem, so don't ask for it! Everything but OC belongs to their respective authors!

Old_Thief_Heaven · Anime & Comics
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Chapter 51: Secret Meeting (2) & The Resurrection

As the weighty discussions unfolded within the secluded meeting, Zenith Heaven Emperor couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction. He discreetly deactivated the cameras that had secretly recorded the proceedings, convinced that the captured content would be more than sufficient for his grand design.

"Now," Zenith Heaven Emperor said, his voice infused with authority, "let us move on to our final topic, the Ninth Heaven Saint Domain Prosperity Project."

The four members of Ruism nodded in unison, their attention fully focused on the forthcoming discussion. It was a topic of utmost importance, one that held the potential to shape the future of the cultivation world.

But before delving into the details, Zenith Heaven Emperor couldn't resist a mischievous smile. "Ah, my esteemed friends, have you already prepared for what we affectionately call 'The Great Distraction Plan'?"

Daozi, his eyes shining with a combination of determination and excitement, replied, "Indeed, Your Majesty. Over the past few weeks, we have been diligently forging alliances and garnering support from numerous prominent organizations within the cultivation world."

He continued, "The Heavenly River's Su Clan, one of the most influential powers, has sent Knot, one of their esteemed ancestors, to personally solidify our alliance. Their commitment to our cause is resolute."

Zenith Heaven Emperor nodded approvingly. The Heavenly River's Su Clan joining their ranks was a significant achievement, ensuring a formidable force to be reckoned with.

"Furthermore," Daozi continued, his voice tinged with caution, "even the enigmatic Limitless Demon Sect has expressed their agreement to our plan. However, we must remain vigilant, for we suspect that they may have their own hidden agenda. Their involvement adds an element of unpredictability to our undertaking."

Zenith Heaven Emperor's brows furrowed slightly at the mention of the Limitless Demon Sect's potential ulterior motives. He knew that their cooperation could be both a blessing and a curse, for their allegiance was fickle and their actions often veiled in shadows.

As the discussion on alliances continued, one of the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals, interjected with a gleam of excitement in their eyes. "The Beast Realm has assured us of their support as well," they announced, their voice brimming with anticipation. The Beast Realm's involvement added another formidable force to the coalition, further solidifying their chances of success.

Another member of Ruism chimed in, his tone reflecting a sense of awe. "In general, it can be said that most forces within the cultivation world are willing to lend their support in one way or another," he declared, his words resounding with a mix of admiration and gratitude. The scope of the coalition they had assembled was truly impressive, encompassing a wide array of powers and factions.

Daozi, his expression serious yet determined, turned to Zenith Heaven Emperor and spoke with a hint of caution. "Now, except for your Heavenly Court, nearly all have agreed to stand with us. Will the Heavenly Court be ready to fulfill its part in the plan?" His gaze bore into Zenith Heaven Emperor, seeking assurance.

Zenith Heaven Emperor's eyes sparkled with confidence and resolve as he responded, "Fear not, my esteemed friends. Strike Force #1 will be fully prepared and ready to execute our plan when the time comes." The mention of Strike Force #1 seemed to ignite curiosity and astonishment among the four members of Ruism.

"Strike Force #1?" one of them exclaimed, their voice filled with astonishment. "You have another attack unit besides your Heavenly Court?"

Zenith Heaven Emperor chuckled, relishing the surprise his revelation had elicited. "Indeed," he replied, a glimmer of mischief dancing in his eyes. "The Heavenly Court holds many secrets and hidden powers."

As the atmosphere in the secluded meeting room buzzed with excitement, the four members of Ruism exchanged knowing glances. They were well aware that the cultivation world was on the brink of a transformative event, one that would shake the very foundations of their realm. The alliances forged, the plans meticulously laid out, and the forces assembled were all crucial elements of a grand design that would test their resolve, ingenuity, and unity.

Little did, however, most beyond the boundaries of their meeting room know, the world was about to witness an unprecedented upheaval. The Ninth Heaven Saint Domain Prosperity Project would set in motion a chain of events that would challenge the status quo, unravel long-held secrets, and bring both chaos and opportunity to the cultivation world.

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On the next day, amidst the flurry of activity on the movie set, the group continued to shoot their epic production. As the scenes unfolded and the second part of the movie neared completion, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. The battle sequences loomed ahead, promising action, drama, and a generous serving of White's perpetual luck.

But before they could fully immerse themselves in the cinematic chaos, a sudden disturbance jolted their senses. The Eight Nine Serenities Ruler, launched an unexpected attack on the peaceful White Cloud Academy.

The news rippled through the Nine Provinces (1) Group as well as Ruism, igniting a mixture of concern and excitement. The timing couldn't have been more impeccable, or inconvenient, depending on one's perspective. With their movie production in full swing, the group now faced the daunting task of managing the chaos, both on and off the screen.

However, as they were shooting their battle scenes while battling the demons of the Nine Serenities, some were questioning "Where are the members Zenith Heaven Emperor promised would appear at this time? You know, the ones labeled as 'Secret' in the movie script!"

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The same day, Zenith Heaven Emperor

As the day dawned with a sense of anticipation in the air, as if the very atmosphere crackled with excitement. Zenith Heaven Emperor, having set his plans into motion, prepared to resurrect the Holy Man and the fallen members of the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals. His steps were guided by a masterful combination of the Way of Eternal Life, the Fate Scripture, and a dash of Heavenly Way Authority. Furthermore, he also records this resurrection and plans to include it into the movie he and the fellow daoists from the Nine Provinces (1) Group are making.

As the sun reached its zenith, Zenith Heaven Emperor found himself in a secluded chamber within the White Cloud Academy. Arrayed before him were the lifeless fates of the Holy Man and the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals, their fate hovering on the precipice between existence and the great unknown. Around them, the surviving four Tribulation Immortals watched with bated breath, their eyes shining with anticipation.

Zenith Heaven Emperor focused his attention, his consciousness reaching out to the intricate web of fate that enshrouded the fallen legends. With the precision of a master surgeon, he locked onto their destinies, unraveling the threads of time with his mastery over fate.

The Holy Man's resurrection proved to be a delicate task, for the Heavenly Way had woven its own brand of complexity into his existence. But with a stroke of genius, Zenith Heaven Emperor called upon the Heavenly Way Authority bestowed upon him by his father. This divine gift allowed him to navigate the treacherous waters of destiny, bending them to his will.

With the Holy Man's fate secured, Zenith Heaven Emperor turned his attention to the next step. Through the Fool Pathway of his Way of Eternal Life, he deceived history itself, rewriting their perceived deaths as a mere step in the process of resurrection. It was a delicate dance, a high-stakes gamble that only someone of his caliber could execute.

And so, with the final threads of fate delicately woven together, Zenith Heaven Emperor raised his hands, his fingers tracing invisible patterns in the air. A profound hush fell over the chamber as the power of his Way of Eternal Life's Visionary Pathway surged forth, enveloping the room in a shimmering, ethereal glow.

In the center of the chamber, a faint luminescence materialized, coalescing into the form of ten bodies. It was as if the very essence of life itself had taken shape, vessels waiting to be infused with the spirits of the Holy Man and the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals.

With a surge of power, the souls of the revered figures emerged, drawn by the call of their physical bodies. Their ethereal forms flickered like distant stars, carrying within them the accumulated wisdom, strength, and experiences of their lives.

As if guided by an unseen force, the souls descended upon the lifeless bodies, merging seamlessly with them. In an instant, a kaleidoscope of brilliant light erupted from the construct, its radiance reaching the far corners of the chamber.

With each passing moment, the souls and bodies intertwined, their essences intermingling and fusing together. The resurrection was a symphony of power, a culmination of the Holy Man and the Thirteen Tribulation Immortals' might at the very peak of their existence.

The room trembled with the weight of their combined strength, vibrating with an otherworldly energy that seemed to transcend the boundaries of mortal comprehension. The air itself crackled with anticipation, as if all creation held its breath in reverence for this extraordinary moment.

And then, as the glow subsided and the brilliance receded, the ten resurrected cultivators stood before Zenith Heaven Emperor and the four remaining Tribulation Immortals.

Their eyes flickered open, now blazing with renewed life and purpose. The resurrection was complete, and a new era had dawned.