Accidentally Reincarnated in Cultivation World-Chapter 308: Authority and Nine Heavens

Gasps rippled through the hall.

From Yu Xuan’s shadow, four figures stepped out in perfect unison.

The moment they were fully revealed, the atmosphere changed.

Because the robes they wore were unmistakable – Discipline Committee uniforms.

Though all four were only Tier Three, the tension in the hall spiked instantly.

No one dared underestimate them.

Within the sect, there was an unspoken rule.

Once the Discipline Committee stepped in, matters never ended cleanly.

They were not called cold-blooded enforcers for nothing.

Before anyone could react.

Yu Xuan reached out and grabbed the head of the Tier Four cultivator who had approached him.

The white-haired man stiffened.

Despite the sudden fear crawling up his spine for unknown reasons, he didn’t immediately resist.

After all his cultivation was higher.

Or so he thought.

The next instant—

The world flipped upside down.

The white-haired cultivator slammed into the ground with a deafening crash, forced to his knees.

Horror exploded across his face as he realized.

He hadn’t even seen how it happened.

BOOM—!

Yu Xuan’s fist crashed into his face.

Blood sprayed from the man’s mouth as several teeth shattered.

He tried to struggle.

But it was useless.

BOOM—!

Another punch.

This one rattled not just his body, but his spirit, making his vision blur.

BOOM—!

A third strike landed, the shock reverberating through his internal organs.

Yu Xuan finally withdrew his hand and exhaled slowly.

Then he looked down at the trembling cultivator.

"See?" Yu Xuan said calmly.

"My cultivation is lower than yours yet I still beat the shit out of you."

His voice was steady, devoid of emotion.

"Now remember this lesson, never cause trouble again."

The white-haired man’s fists clenched, fury burning in his chest but he swallowed it whole.

If he resisted now...

There would be no now left for him.

’Damn it...’ he thought bitterly.

’I shouldn’t have gotten myself involved, I forget for some time what kind of place this was!’

Then.

Yu Xuan’s appearance shifted.

His features smoothed, his aura changed, and in the blink of an eye, he became a modestly handsome youth with black hair and black eyes.

It was [The Sword God] — Mo Lin.

Before anyone could process the change.

Yu Xuan flicked his wrist.

An insignia shot through the air like a blade.

WHAM—!

The announcer caught it, but was forced back several steps, her palm splitting as blood trickled down her hand.

She stared at the object in disbelief.

It bore a symbol few dared to see up close.

A crossed butcher’s knife and a crown with the characters of ’Punishment’.

The mark of authority.

The Punishment Insignia.

It was granted only to Discipline Committee members authorized to carry out punishment directly, without prior approval.

At this moment, Yu Xuan did not yet know.

That insignia also marked him as a direct subordinate of the Punishment Hall itself.

But everyone else in the hall knew.

And their faces turned pale.

The game had changed.

***

In essence, the Discipline Committee was a temporary extension of authority – a localized Punishment Hall, created to manage disciples of the Lower Realms.

They maintained order.

They enforced rules.

But their hands were restricted.

Rules bound them.

The Punishment Hall, however, was different.

The Punishment Hall existed for those who had caused irreversible damage to the sect – those who incited massive internal conflicts, betrayed the sect, or caused catastrophic losses.

And its reach extended far beyond the Lower Realms.

For those who ran the Punishment Hall were not ordinary Immortals.

They were existences that inspired fear even among peak experts.

Leaving that aside, now those who bore the Punishment Insignia...

They were exceptions.

They possessed delegated authority, the authority to act on behalf of the Punishment Hall itself.

They could investigate. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

They could judge.

They could punish.

And among the extreme punishments they could authorize was — Death.

But such authority was never granted lightly.

In Yu Xuan’s case, it was Tianling, the artifact spirit of the Heaven Immortal Sect that had personally approved the insignia.

It was delivered through Bing Xin, the Head of the Discipline Committee.

Even Bing Xin had been astonished.

Because as a fellow bearer of the Punishment Insignia, she knew exactly what it meant.

To receive this symbol was not merely an honor.

It was a declaration:

The sect is willing to invest heavily in you.

You are considered an asset.

And for a sect that existed beyond the Nine Heavens, this was not an everyday occurrence.

Finding a disciple worthy of such interest was rare.

Still, the sect was fair.

If Yu Xuan abused this authority, if he killed without cause, he would still need to provide justification.

And if his reasoning was insufficient...

Even he would face punishment.

But Yu Xuan knew none of this.

To him, the insignia was simply something Bing Xin had handed him.

A tool meant to prevent trouble.

And if trouble insisted on coming his way?

Then it was more than welcome.

After all.

A cultivator who feared trouble would never walk far on the path to Immortality.

***

’Sometimes I truly wonder how people can be so narrow-minded,’

Yu Xuan thought as he observed the varied reactions of the disciples around him.

’Especially when all of us are supposedly walking the same path, to Immortality.’

His mind drifted.

Back then, when the Martial Ancestor had explained the structure of the Lower Realms to him, how vast they were, how layered and unfathomable existence truly was, Yu Xuan had felt... small.

Painfully small.

As if he were nothing more than a speck of dust drifting through an endless void.

Later, during his long seclusion, when his power had surged dramatically.

His confidence had grown alongside it.

And just when he began to feel that perhaps he finally understood the vastness—

His master had given him more knowledge.

More truth.

More perspective.

And that confidence had been crushed again.

The realm Yu Xuan currently resided in was the Eighth Heaven or more precisely, the Lower Realm of the Eighth Heaven.

When he first learned that fact...

Yu Xuan had felt no different from a single-celled organism gazing up at the stars.

The higher he climbed, the more insignificant he realized he was.

And perhaps.

That realization was the true beginning of the Immortal Path.