Bad Life

Rick, or now Shen Yu, since he had occupied his body, was looking at the blue sky. He didn't really want to keep anything related to his previous life—well, not like Shen Yu had a good life.

In fact, he had it way worse. He had worked hard in this cruel world of Xianxia and finally achieved considerable status in one of the top sects of this world.

He was even hailed as one of the strongest prodigies since he had reached Integration Realm at the age of 40. Such a talented person would obviously become a target of envy. Combined with his position in the sect, it was only natural that someone would target him. Even Shen Yu knew that, and he was prepared.

Unfortunately, the one who betrayed him was his best friend, who stabbed him in the back.

Thinking of everything Shen Yu went through before dying sent a chill down his spine. Shen Yu's best friend was cruel, which would even be an understatement for him. 

How could someone do something like that to their best friend they considered to be their brother?

'Heh! I'm in the world of Xianxia. No matter how those authors tried to show bullshit by using old tropes, they can't remove the main element of Xianxia. Anyone can betray you for even the tiniest benefits.'

Shen Yu scoffed. He had seen this even on Earth, so it was quite natural for it to happen in a world where humans' lives were no different from those of ants.

"Rest in peace, brother. I hope wherever your soul is, it can finally find some peace. As for your revenge, since I have taken your body, I can atleast do this much for you."

Then, a wicked smile appeared on Shen Yu's face as he said.

"He killed you because of the position of sect master, didn't he? Well, then, I'll show him what true sect is, what true strength means."

Shen Yu was a very kind and gentle boy who just wanted to be loved. However, no matter what, a person who has survived the harsh life on the streets couldn't be completely kind.

He hated backstabbers and traitors the most. He had seen them too much and was actually a victim of them when he was barely surviving on the streets. 

His street life had given him some deep hate towards some things. Like hate against traitors, hate against rapists, etc.

And Shen Yu's best friend was one such being. He would die, but Shen Yu didn't want to give him a peaceful death. 

Yes, he could easily kill him. He had understood that after a long conversation with the system, he had been given by his favorite author.

After getting the system, Shen Yu was basically an omnipotent god. He could do anything he wanted and have any power he wanted; there was no limit.

Shen Yu was already preparing to be the strongest since he was never interested in going through many things to reach the top. He had already enough share of trauma, and he didn't wish for more.

With his strength, he could easily rule over the world, but he was too lazy to do that. He only had one goal—or rather two goals—but if he fulfilled his first goal, his second would be clearly fulfilled.

He wanted to create a sect full of women. People might call him a hypocrite for only taking female disciples, but who cares? It was his wish-fulfillment life, and he would do anything he wanted.

He would make his sect full of good-natured ladies, according to him. He would help them in getting stronger and solve their problems. He would become their hope.

In all this, if he gained the ladies' approval, then there would be another type of relationship between them. There was a reason the sect's name was Divine Harem Sect. He would try his best to have only his harem members in the sect.

A smile appeared on his face. He hadn't forgotten how much pleasure he had received while having sex. And that was with a prostitute; what if he had sex with his loved ones? Women who would love him? Wouldn't then the experience be otherworldly?

Of course, he wasn't going to force anyone. That was against his morals. He would never force anyone to get into a relationship with him.

"Enough chitchat. Time to be on work."

Shen Yu sighed, sitting on top of a boulder. He looked at the clearly before him and wondered where he was. He could just ask the system, but he didn't want to use the system for this.

He wanted to enjoy his life and certainly couldn't do with being omnipresent and omnipotent. 

"Well, whatever. Since this is your deathbed, I'll make my sect here."

Shen Yu shrugged and then jumped from the boulder. Dusting off his hands, he looked around in thought. 

Then he raised his hand, causing the ground to rise and make a small hill. He wanted his sect to be elevated—not too high, not too low—so he chose a small hill.

He had already asked the system to send the proficiencies on various things, including his control over his newfound powers. Technically, he wasn't at the top of the world since he didn't restore cultivation, he was...just powerful.

He didn't even know how to explain it.

He smiled, watching in happiness as the land before him trembled and slowly began to rise, bringing the tiny plants and trees along with it. He didn't just hollow out the bottom as he used his power to make extra soil and rocks underneath.

'Or Maybe I should lay a Qi leyline. It'll be helpful for my disciples.'

Thinking of that, he clicked his fingers as the soil and rocks disappeared, making the Underhill hollow from the inside. Then, a gust of wind hit the empty walls, and a purple light shined.

Soon, an illusory giant dragon made of nothing but Qi was taking deep breaths beneath the land on which Shen Yu was going to build his sect.