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Cultivation Starting from Devouring the Sect Leader

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This novel has been Dropped. Read my main book: The Quantum Path to Immortality or Myriad Heavens: Rise of the Rune God **Nova Solis** never asked to be reborn into a world of immortal cultivators and flying swords. Transmigrated with the worst spiritual veins imaginable, he waited for his golden finger—that cheat ability every reincarnator was supposed to receive. It never came. Nova was no genius. He couldn't comprehend techniques at a glance or reverse-engineer pill formulas. Back on Earth, he'd been painfully average. No scientific knowledge to revolutionize this world. No hidden talents. Just a regular guy with one peculiar trait: crippling OCD. At ten years old, he was sold to the **Black Tide Sect** as a lowly servant. His obsessive need for perfection—every surface polished to a mirror sheen, every grain of incense ash swept away—caught the sect's attention. Within a year, he was transferred to the **Empress's Palace**. That was three hundred years ago. When Nova finally broke through to the first stage of Qi Refining after decades of effort, his brain underwent a hardware upgrade—photographic memory, enhanced processing, perfect recall. But **the software was still dumb.** He could store information flawlessly but couldn't comprehend cultivation theories or derive insights. A supercomputer running a brick's operating system. Now, at 310 years old, Nova remains stuck at Qi Refining. His enhanced memory only reminds him, with perfect clarity, of every humiliation. His hair has turned white. His lifespan flickers like a dying candle. When death finally comes knocking, he requests an audience. The Empress promises to fulfill his dying wish—then vanishes back into her chamber to cultivate. Three centuries of patience. Three centuries of perfect service. Even a saint has limits. Nova storms the Sect Leader's sanctum, ready to unleash three hundred years of rage—only to find the Empress writhing on the floor. She's been practicing the forbidden **Primordial Yin-Yang Fusion Scripture** alone, and without Yang energy to balance her overwhelming Yin, she's entered demonic possession. Nova Solis looks down at the most powerful woman in the sect. A slow smile crosses his withered face. **"Sect Leader... allow this old servant to assist you in your cultivation."**
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