The Heavenly Frontline has become an ancient battlefield in the mouths of the cultivators of the Great Heaven. More and more young cultivators are heading to this ancient battlefield, not necessarily to seek opportunities or treasures, but mostly just to see the place where countless great emperors once fell.
As the Heavenly Dao slumbers, the entire Great Heaven seems to have fallen into a deep sleep as well. Conflicts between star domains have ceased, and there are no longer any high-level cultivators invading each other's territories. Everyone is cultivating peacefully.
The Blue Sky Sword Sea is one of the star domains where cultivation is proceeding peacefully. Among them, Chi Yu is one of the most diligent cultivators. However, ever since he forcibly broke through to the Great Saint realm, his foundation has been damaged. Without a great opportunity, he will never have a chance to become a Quasi-Emperor in this lifetime.
But not being able to become a Quasi-Emperor doesn't mean he can't grow stronger. He can still comprehend the Dao. From a two-path Great Saint, he can become a three-path Great Saint, and from three paths to four paths, becoming a four-path Great Saint like Chen Xia. Even if he can't become a Quasi-Emperor, he can still slay an Emperor, can't he?
So he isn't pessimistic, just feels useless. At the same time, he admires Chen Xia's talent even more, thinking that his big brother truly deserves his respect, as becoming a four-path Great Saint is already something he can only look up to.
The other Great Saints are also comprehending the Dao here, but they are not in seclusion. Instead, they are wandering the heavens and earth, seeking their own methods to break through to the next realm.
The Blue Sky Sword Sea desperately needs its own Emperor to hold up its reputation. This is a necessity for the entire Blue Sky Sword Sea and the best proof that it can return to its former glory.
Although Yan Zi, the three-path Emperor from the Heavenly Frontline, is willing to protect the Blue Sky Sword Sea, he is ultimately not a cultivator from the Blue Sky Sword Sea and cannot represent it.
If something happens to the Blue Sky Sword Sea in the future and it has to rely on Yan Zi, an outsider, then the Blue Sky Sword Sea might as well be called Yan Zi's Sword Sea instead.
This would not only humiliate the Blue Sky Sword Sea but also disgrace Chen Xia's name.
All the Blue Sky Saints are holding their breath, knowing that only by becoming an Emperor can they truly stand tall and proud!
The first Quasi-Emperor of the Blue Sky Sword Sea emerged three hundred years later—Emperor Capital.
He had already reached the pinnacle of the Great Saint realm, with only the slightest gap left to become a Quasi-Emperor. With a thousand years of comprehension, it was only natural for him to break through.
However, Emperor Capital didn't gloat too much, only lightly mocking the other Great Saints with a few words like "trash" or "little garbage."
Well, in Emperor Capital's opinion, these weren't harsh words. He even felt like he was just telling the truth. But what could he do? His talent was just that overwhelming, allowing him to be the first to break through to the Quasi-Emperor realm.
He couldn't help but worry, wondering if his extraordinary talent would discourage the other Blue Sky Saints.
Tsk, tsk, that wouldn't be good news.
Emperor Capital's face was practically glowing with joy as he shook his head and said, "Turns out having too much talent isn't always a good thing, haha!"
A hundred years later, Li Yang caught up to Emperor Capital and also became a Quasi-Emperor. The first thing he did after breaking through was to challenge Emperor Capital, who had been showing off for a hundred years, to a fight. It wasn't a life-or-death battle; he just wanted to beat some humility into him.
Emperor Capital, being the kind of person who never backs down from a challenge, immediately agreed. The two of them set off to a remote corner of the starry sky to duel, with the other Blue Sky Saints acting as witnesses.
In truth, their combat abilities were quite similar, and it was unrealistic for either of them to completely dominate the other—after all, they weren't Chen Xia.
So, their fight eventually fizzled out without a clear winner.
Another hundred years passed, and Qiu Li also became a Quasi-Emperor. He, too, wanted to challenge Emperor Capital, with no rules or restrictions.
Emperor Capital frowned at him, confused. "I thought we were brothers. How could you want to fight me?"
"You'd better treat me like a brother. Don't think I don't know that you used to cause trouble and blame it on me," Qiu Li retorted.
Emperor Capital waved his sleeve and declared, "I was just trying to make you famous across the Great Heaven!"
"Famous? You used my name for all your shady deeds and took credit for the good ones. Don't think I don't know what you're up to," Qiu Li shot back.
Emperor Capital scratched his head and quickly shook it. "You must be mistaken. I never do good deeds."
"Enough talk. I'm definitely going to teach you a lesson today," Qiu Li said, raising an eyebrow. Ever since Emperor Capital became a Quasi-Emperor, he had called Qiu Li a "little trash" countless times. Although Qiu Li didn't say much at the time, he had remembered every word.
Emperor Capital shrugged nonchalantly. "If you insist, then I have no choice but to fight."
Once they had made their decision, Emperor Capital and Qiu Li headed to a remote star domain. They got into position, but before they could start, Li Yang stepped out from behind Qiu Li, looking at Emperor Capital with a cold smile.
"What's the meaning of this?" Emperor Capital was stunned.
"Gang fight," Qiu Li said with a grin.
"Oh..." Emperor Capital finally understood and asked, "So it's two against one?"
"Smart," Li Yang replied with a smile, then suddenly lunged forward, not giving Emperor Capital a chance to escape. Qiu Li followed closely behind.
The other Great Saints found the whole situation amusing, thinking that Emperor Capital deserved to be taught a lesson. It was less of a serious fight and more of a playful scuffle among the Blue Sky Saints, which made it all the more entertaining.
In the end, Emperor Capital wasn't too badly beaten, just a bit disheveled. He tugged at his torn robe, looked at the gleeful crowd, and then at the triumphant Li Yang and Qiu Li, grumbling,
"You two really aren't afraid of my big brother Chen Xia, huh? When he comes back, I'll call him over, and we'll have a rematch."
"No thanks, no thanks," Li Yang laughed.
"I surrender. I can't win," Qiu Li said with a cheeky grin.
"Damn it, you two are such cowards," Emperor Capital complained, feeling even more aggrieved.
"I can help out," Li Yue suddenly chimed in.
Emperor Capital quickly smiled. "See, little Li Yue is the sensible one. You two old men are just wasting your years!"
Li Yue shook her head and clarified, "You misunderstood. I meant I'd help Aunt Li Yang beat you up."
Emperor Capital was stunned.
Lies don't hurt; the truth is the sharpest blade.
The onlookers, Jia Bai, Huang Can, and Hu Linye, were laughing hysterically. It was rare to see Emperor Capital get the short end of the stick, and it was absolutely hilarious. They felt that this trip was worth it.
Emperor Capital shook his head in resignation, lamenting, "The bonds of friendship have weakened."
This only made everyone laugh even harder, filling the remote star domain with a joyous atmosphere.
This was just a bit of playful banter among the Blue Sky Saints. It wasn't meant to target Emperor Capital; in fact, it was because they were close that they could joke around like this. It added some fun to their otherwise uneventful days.
In the years that followed, more and more Great Saints of the Blue Sky Sword Sea became Quasi-Emperors. When the last Great Saint finally broke through, they looked back and realized that ten thousand years had passed since Chen Xia's disappearance.
The Blue Sky Sword Sea now has no master, and looking back, ten thousand years have flown by.
How unpredictable the world is.
The conflict between the Immortal Realm and the Divine Realm gradually escalated over thousands of years.
The Divine Realm had learned its lesson. Knowing that the East Jia State was under the protection of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Mountains, they decided not to provoke it. Instead, they left two Emperors to guard the East Jia State, allowing them to retreat if their lives were in danger. This was to prevent the Lord of the Ten Thousand Mountains from attacking again.
The Divine Realm now held the Ten Thousand Mountains in high regard, ranking it as extremely dangerous, second only to the Nine Mountain Lords. Moreover, the Ten Thousand Mountains didn't even belong to the Immortal Realm, meaning the Lord of the Ten Thousand Mountains could act as he pleased, making him even more of a threat.
For safety's sake, the Divine Realm stopped trying to conquer the East Jia State and instead turned their attention to the Treasure Ring Scale State in the southwest of the Immortal Realm.
This state was home to an interesting sect called the Fuyao Immortal Sect.
What made this sect interesting was a cultivator named Xu Zhen, the strongest prodigy of the previous era in the Immortal Realm, whose reputation rivaled that of the Divine Realm's Divine Son. Her talent was among the very best in all the realms.
Xu Zhen's personality was fierce and unyielding, and she stood out in the battles of the Treasure Ring Scale State, even matching some Emperors in ferocity.
The Emperors of the Divine Realm had high praise for Xu Zhen, declaring:
"Fierce and unyielding, brutal in battle—the greatest woman under heaven!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
