I Am Just a Cloud

“God said: First there were gods, and then there was everything else!”

“I am but a cloud, born in the highest dimension of space—the Primal Chaos of Creation! Alongside me, one hundred and twenty-seven chaotic entities were born, commonly called the Primal Chaos of Creation…”

No sooner had Wu Yun finished speaking than laughter erupted all around, the loudest coming from the lead inner disciple.

In the Luoshui Realm, the Sword Mountain Sect held first place among the ten great cultivation sects. Atop each of its peaks, numerous inner disciples sat cross-legged—not to cultivate, but to listen to a demon cloud brag!

“Cloud of Insight, as the guardian creature captured by the sect master, spare us your illustrious history; I’ve heard it a hundred times already!”

The Sword Mountain Sect boasted nine sword peaks, each representing a peak master. Of these, eight were vice-masters, also serving as grand elders.

The speaker was none other than Yue Luohua, the closest disciple to the sect master on the main peak—known as the Ethereal Sword, the first among the inner disciples.

Such a title was not granted lightly. Yue Luohua had earned it through countless battles and trials, forging his name throughout the Luoshui Realm.

“Little Yue, you’re getting impatient. When your master first caught me and nurtured me into a demon cloud, you were especially earnest—listening to my stories, gossiping about the prettiest female disciples on each peak. Why, it was I who personally helped you win your fiancée…”

Wu Yun’s words were cut short