Yun Wanhe let out a long sigh.
He pushed the mop across the polished hallway for what felt like the thousandth time.
Squeak...
Squeak...
Squeak...
His expression had long since become numb.
’This Immortal Emperor...’
’Mopping...’
He looked down at the spotless floor.
’Again.’
Behind him...
The secretary slowly walked by with her clipboard.
She crouched slightly.
Ran a white glove across the floor.
She held it up to the light.
"Acceptable."
Yun Wanhe had barely relaxed when she added,
"But the corner over there."
She pointed twenty meters away.
"You missed a spot."
Yun Wanhe slowly turned his head.
There wasn’t even a visible stain.
He silently pushed the mop toward it.
The secretary nodded with satisfaction before walking away.
Shen Tian looked away from the security monitors.
His laughter had finally settled.
Xu Ning sat beside him.
[Host.]
"Hm?"
[You’ve been enjoying yourself.]
"I have."
Xu Ning folded her arms.
[But...]
She displayed a transparent status screen.
Host: Shen Tian
Cultivation: Inner Core Realm
[You’ve been sitting at the peak of the Inner Core Realm for quite some time.]
Ling Shuangxue looked up from her paperwork.
"She’s right. You’ve been focused on everyone else. And not yourself."
Shen Tian rubbed the back of his neck.
"Fair. I have been slacking."
He stood from the sofa.
"I’ll cultivate for a bit."
Xu Ning gave a half nod.
[I’ll make sure no one disturbs you.]
Ling Shuangxue gave a thumbs up.
"I’ll handle anything that comes up."
Shen Tian walked toward the large floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city.
He slowly sat cross-legged.
Closed his eyes.
The office gradually became silent.
His breathing slowed.
One breath...
Then another.
The spiritual energy within his dantian began circulating.
Smoothly.
Naturally.
Without resistance.
Unlike ordinary cultivators...
Shen Tian’s foundation was unimaginably stable.
Every breakthrough he had achieved...
Had been flawless.
The Inner Core within his dantian slowly rotated.
Faster.
And faster.
Qi flooded through every meridian.
His aura steadily climbed.
The air inside the office began to distort.
Xu Ning immediately raised a barrier around the room.
[It’s starting.]
Ling Shuangxue quietly watched.
The pressure continued increasing.
The Inner Core spun so quickly it became a golden blur.
Crack.
A tiny sound echoed from within Shen Tian.
Then another.
Crack.
Crack.
The shell surrounding the Inner Core fractured.
Golden light burst outward.
The cracks rapidly spread.
Finally...
BOOM.
The Inner Core shattered.
Instead of collapsing...
The countless fragments immediately condensed once more.
This time...
They no longer formed a simple core.
A faint, translucent sphere expanded outward from Shen Tian’s body.
At first...
Only a few inches.
Then a foot.
Then several meters.
The sphere shimmered like rippling space itself.
Inside it...
The surrounding spiritual energy instinctively obeyed Shen Tian’s will.
Xu Ning looked over.
[The host has succeeded.]
Ling Shuangxue’s eyes widened ever so slightly.
"Domain Initiation Realm."
The invisible sphere continued expanding.
The windows trembled.
The desks vibrated.
Pens rolled across the conference table.
Then...
The entire building shook.
RUMBLE.
Not violently.
Just enough for everyone inside to stop what they were doing.
Coffee rippled inside mugs.
Computer monitors vibrated.
Employees looked around in confusion.
"Earthquake?"
"What was that?"
"The building moved!"
Downstairs...
Yun Wanhe had just finished replacing a trash bag.
Suddenly...
His entire body froze.
His pupils contracted.
An overwhelming pressure washed over him.
It lasted only an instant.
But...
It was unmistakable.
His breathing stopped.
[Impossible.]
He slowly looked upward.
Toward the highest floor.
’That aura...’
His heart pounded violently.
’Domain... Domain Initiation Realm?!]
Cold sweat instantly covered his forehead.
He dropped the trash bag.
Without another thought...
He sprinted.
The secretary looked up from her clipboard.
"Where are you going?"
Yun Wanhe didn’t answer.
He was already gone.
Shen Tian slowly opened his eyes.
Golden light faded from his pupils.
The translucent sphere surrounding him gradually disappeared.
He exhaled.
"That felt good."
Xu Ning clapped.
[Congratulations, Host.]
[You’ve officially entered the Domain Initiation Realm.]
Ling Shuangxue smiled faintly.
"Congratulations."
Shen Tian stood.
He stretched slightly.
"Let’s see. I wonder what changed."
He extended one finger.
A nearby teacup rose from Ling Shuangxue’s desk.
No Qi strings.
No visible force.
It simply floated through the air.
Then another cup.
Then every pen in the office.
Dozens of objects hovered weightlessly around the room.
Xu Ning nodded approvingly.
[Within your domain...]
[Your control over spiritual energy has increased dramatically.]
Shen Tian smiled.
"Neat."
He flicked his finger.
Every object gently returned to exactly where it had been.
Not one made a sound.
Not one landed out of place.
Even the tea inside Ling Shuangxue’s cup hadn’t spilled a single drop.
Ling Shuangxue stared at her untouched tea.
"Your control is terrifying."
Meanwhile...
Yun Wanhe sprinted through the city at full speed.
Qi wrapped around his legs.
Ignoring exhausted pedestrians and traffic lights...
He rushed back toward the sidewalk restaurant.
The old man was sweeping outside.
He looked up.
"Disciple?"
"Master!"
Yun Wanhe nearly shouted.
"I felt it!"
The old man frowned.
"Felt what?"
"A Domain Initiation Realm aura!"
The broom stopped moving.
"What?"
"At this cosmetic company! It only lasted a moment! But I know what I felt!"
The old man’s expression gradually became serious.
"You’re certain?"
"I’d stake my life on it!"
The old man slowly lowered the broom.
His relaxed demeanor completely vanished.
"That’s impossible."
He frowned deeply.
"The only Domain Initiation cultivators I know... Are myself... And a handful of old friends."
His eyes narrowed.
"Someone else reached that realm?"
Yun Wanhe nodded firmly.
"Today. Just now."
The old man remained silent for several long moments.
He sighed.
"Looks like we’ve been too comfortable."
He suddenly turned around.
"Come."
Yun Wanhe blinked.
"Where?"
The old man’s eyes sharpened.
"Cultivation. If another Domain Initiation cultivator has appeared... We don’t have time to waste."
Before Yun Wanhe could react...
The old man grabbed him by the collar.
"W-Wait—"
"Mountain."
"W-WHAT?!"
"Training."
"I just got off work!"
"Excellent."
"You’ll already be tired. It’ll build character."
"...MASTER!"
The old man dragged him away as though hauling a sack of rice.
"No complaining. We’re increasing your training tenfold."
"TENFOLD?!"
"You’ve spent too much time being a horny brat."
"I HAVE NOT!"
"You challenged someone to mini golf."
"Then an arcade."
"Then got beaten up."
"And now you’re a janitor."
The old man sighed.
"We clearly have priorities to fix."
Yun Wanhe looked as though he wanted to cry.
"Can I at least eat dinner first? Also how do even know all of this!?"
"No."
"Food?"
"No."
"I worked overtime..."
"Wonderful."
"You’ll appreciate sleep more."
"MASTER!"
The old man ignored every complaint as he dragged Yun Wanhe toward the mountains.
Somehow...
Yun Wanhe had escaped cleaning toilets.
Only to be sentenced...
To an even more exhausting evening.
(Author’s Note: IMPORTANT!)
SEND POWESTONES!!!
ALL SUPER GIFTS (Magic Castle, Space Ship, Golden Gachapon) = MORE ChapterS!

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