The Sect Leader abandoned his post for love, while the Martial Uncle surrendered to demonic cultivation for a woman's sake… No immortal legends here, just attractive cultivators indulging in domestic bliss. Only the Little Junior Brother remains grounded, shouldering the sect's survival while pursuing the profound mysteries of the Dao. The heavens are boundless; my cultivation shall flourish! With integrity burning in his chest, towering aspirations, and the world's destiny resting upon his shoulders— "Disciple Li Xuanxiao respectfully requests the Sect Leader's death!!" "……" The Empress: "Look at me. I refuse to believe your gaze holds no feeling." Li Xuanxiao's eyes snapped open, wide as bronze bells. The Empress: "I would bury the entire world alongside me, all for you." Li Xuanxiao struck her across the face: "What transgression did common folk commit against you?!" "……." Blood Demon Patriarch: "Does evil truly merit execution?" Li Xuanxiao: "If not you, then must I perish instead?! Go on—die already!!" "……" Fate delivers him a mortally wounded demoness of breathtaking beauty. Li Xuanxiao: "We'll discover if my poison proves your demise!!" "Feel my blade carve a thousand wounds through your body!!" "….." Li Xuanxiao transmigrated into this world—without system assistance, without destiny's chosen mark, possessing only an unwavering drive toward immortality. Yet the sect proves utterly unreliable. His First Senior Brother perpetually courts death over unreturned affection. His Third Senior Sister introduces the Demon Lord directly into their halls. His master, eternally youthful at heart, fled in pursuit of romance. His Little Junior Sister schemes ceaselessly to seduce him. The Empress covets him as her destined lover.