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Cultivator in a World of Angels, Demons, and Super Heroes

A powerful Sovereign is attacked by righteous and evil cultivators which led to his men murdered, his treasures plundered, and his domain destroyed. Against the overwhelming power of the two sides hunting him down, he fought a battle that inevitably resulted to his death. Or so he thought until he woke up in a new world. "Hm? What a waste... herbs like these are rare in my dominion. Why do these mortals not treasure them?..." "Oh... Hmmm. Children with cultivation potential, abandoned by their parents, and treated too lowly by their society... "Come with me child, and you will have the strength to stand on top of the world..."

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Somewhere

Siquijor, Philippines

A mansion.

In the master's bedroom.

Despite the bedroom crowded by 6 people, it is very somber and quiet.

At the center of the northern wall, is a queen-sized bed where a very old man, who has already passed his 100th birthday, and looks to be in his last days, is lying unconscious and hooked to two medical equipment on his bedside, a doctor and a nurse silently monitoring his state.

From the wall opposite the bed, are two couches facing each other. On one couch are two women who are in their 70s, dressed in quality blouses and pantsuits, and are softly chatting with each other. Seated on the couch across them is a 40 something year old man dressed in a brown suit reviewing files through the spectacles rested on his nose.

*knock* *knock*

A soft knock on the door interrupts the mundane atmosphere, shortly followed by the door being opened by a tan-skinned old man who looks to be in his 60s.