The Undying Immortal System

When I woke up, I smiled my most honest smile in centuries.

Returned once more to my small house in the Su Clan, I looked around at my surroundings. It was a tiny room in a shack made out of rotting wood. Some of the floorboards were missing, and the ones that were there were so old they’d nearly been worn through.

When I first came here, this house was a symbol of oppression. I was trapped in darkness and didn’t know any way to escape. This time, the small house began to feel like it represented something different. It was a symbol of freedom and possibilities. When I was here, I could choose to go anywhere and be anything I wanted.

So, what did I want this time?

I could stay in the Su Clan and show the arrogant bastards what I’d learned over the centuries, I could visit the Verdant Fields Sect and learn herbalism, or I take a riskier path.

I reached into the storage space in my soul and pulled out the large red coin that Pill Emperor Li had given me. He had said that I could give it to an attendant at the Blue Wind Pavilion’s main branch to request a meeting with him. I didn’t know if that offer would still be valid in this new life, but it was something I wanted to attempt.

By using an Emperor Li’s book on Rank 4 alchemy, I was quickly learning everything I needed to read the peak of Pill Lord. His guide was laid out so expertly that I hadn’t even needed a comprehension boost to grasp its most difficult concepts. If he was willing to offer me personal instruction, it was possible that I might be able to reach the limits of Pill Emperor in only a single lifetime.

However, Formation Emperor Du had left me with another possibility. He had suggested that if I wanted to become a Martial Sovereign, I needed to visit the Nine Rivers Sect. I had never heard of the place before and knew nothing about it, not even where it was located, but the idea of advancing to Sovereign was exciting.

Four paths, each leading in very different directions. Which should I choose?