The Heaven Emperor is dead, pinned to the highest peak of Manghei Continent by the Immortal Sword, yet he's not truly dead. The Celestial Realm still exists, allowing him to resurrect through it, albeit with weakened power, losing a profound level of strength.
This is the method of a Great Emperor who has transcended the perception of the Grand Interface, though it's not necessarily a good thing.
With one less profound level, he now has four, meaning that if Chen Xia wishes, he could lurk in the Celestial Realm and kill the Heaven Emperor again, this time even more easily, almost bordering on a massacre.
However, no cultivator currently cares about the Heaven Emperor's fate. All eyes are fixed on the green-robed figure at the Heavenly Gate.
What does achieving the status of Pseudo-Emperor mean for Chen Xia?
Is it like adding wings to a tiger, or water to a fish?
No, these metaphors fall short. It's a qualitative change.
The Pseudo-Emperor's accomplishment has transformed Chen Xia, and coupled with his fusion with the primordial East Jia State, he is no longer inferior to any Great Emperor with five profound levels. If anything, he might even surpass them.
If he takes another step forward, such as becoming a Great Emperor with five profound levels, could he challenge the Supreme beings?
The Great Emperors in the Immortal Realm ponder this possibility, though they're uncertain. After all, there are only three Supreme beings now, with the Martial Emperor being uniquely powerful among them.
Even if Chen Xia becomes a Great Emperor, he would at best be able to challenge Supreme beings like Daoist Suppressing Heaven, far from the Martial Emperor's level.
They glance back at the Heavenly Gate, where the green-robed figure takes a step forward, extending his left hand, thumb pointing down, and tapping towards the Heaven Emperor's corpse.
Everyone is stunned.
Is he mocking the corpse?
The mockery doesn't even end, as Chen Xia's body suddenly collapses, falling from the heavens like a tattered cloth, uncontrollable.
Hum!
A figure instantly catches Chen Xia, and numerous others appear by his side. The Big Yellow Dog takes the lead, unleashing all its spiritual energy, and gravely states, "Take him back to the mountain gate."
Everyone braces themselves, swiftly transporting the unconscious Chen Xia back to East Jia State.
The other Great Emperors make no move, having already discerned a crucial fact.
Chen Xia's merger with East Jia State surpasses them all, making him deeply integrated with the primordial land. He receives the full protection of East Jia State, making him incredibly hard to kill within its bounds. Let alone the presence of Daoist Suppressing Heaven within East Jia State.
Though unspoken, this news reaches all the Great Emperors in the Immortal Realm, deepening their wariness of East Jia State.
There's no need to take the risk of killing Chen Xia, as their own continents haven't fully resonated yet. Why provoke East Jia State and bring trouble upon themselves?
The Heaven Emperor’s incessant battles are purely an act of madness.
The Immortal Realm settles back into tranquility, and Chen Xia begins his recovery.
The Heaven Emperor’s corpse remains pinned by the Immortal Sword on Manghei Continent's highest peak, with spiritual energy still circulating and divine abilities flickering, like a dying centipede that refuses to perish.
The days of recovery are dull. Chen Xia sits on a small stool, often glancing at the corner of the mountain gate during casual talks with others, then falling into a momentary daze.
He still recalls the moment he and his inner demon first established the Heaven Pill Gate, starting with just the two of them. Gradually, it grew, expanded, reaching its current scale.
But now, only one remains.
Is it a sense of loss, or a sigh of the times?
Chen Xia doesn't know, only that he often reminisces about these past events, remaining silent.
Most cultivators have sensed this, so they don't disturb him or bring up topics that might sadden him.
"Chen Ge, what about that mysterious person who always wore a hood and didn't talk much? Can't see him anymore. What's his relationship with you? I've been curious for a long time," Emperor Capital suddenly asks with a laugh, being somewhat tactless.
Chen Xia is taken aback.
Qiu Li slaps Emperor Capital's head and incessantly signals him with his eyes.
"Why the hell are you hitting me? Are you having eye problems? Should I flinch your eyes away!" Emperor Capital exclaims angrily.
Until Chi Yu and others also signal Emperor Capital, he realizes the gravity of the situation, exclaiming in shock,
"He's… dead?"
...
Everyone is at a loss for words, their expressions collectively showing disdain.
Returning to his senses, Chen Xia gently shakes his head and corrects,
"He's not dead, just tired and resting, awaiting the future."
"Oh, not dead, that's good," Emperor Capital hurriedly nods.
"Truly, becoming a Great Emperor has melted your brain," Qiu Li remarks bluntly.
"Absolutely," everyone agrees in unison.
Chen Xia stretches, stumbling to his feet. His injuries haven't fully healed, forcing him to limp towards the mountain gate steps, then turns back to smile at everyone.
"Initially, there was nothing here. I was new to this place, then gradually, the Heaven Pill Gate formed, slowly making the entire East Jia State, the entire Immortal Realm, know of me. Now, the entire East Jia State is mine…"
"I’m not saying this to prove how powerful I am, only to show that I will take one step at a time to stand at the pinnacle of all realms, becoming the sole Supreme."
Daoist Suppressing Heaven, listening from the innermost part, eyes glimmering, involuntarily chuckles, his puppet-like form displaying subtle amusement. If Chen Xia truly intends this, it’s undoubtedly a good thing.
"Chen Xia, hurry over here. The steps are so high, and your injuries aren't healed. What if you fall?" Xu Zhen’s voice, laced with a hint of annoyance, calls out.
"Exactly, come back quickly, be good, and listen. Wait until your injuries are fully healed to play." Huang Qingyue chimes in, instantly appearing before Chen Xia, her watery eyes narrowing as she smiles brightly.
"Come, let me carry you over."
"You go to the side," Xu Zhen grabs Huang Qingyue’s hand, stopping her.
"Why can't I carry Chen Xia? I have a cushion, do you?" Huang Qingyue sniffs disdainfully, then glances at Xu Zhen's chest, grinning cockily.
"You simply can't carry him." Xu Zhen is firm, unyielding.
Well, the favorite pastime of watching drama unfolds once more.
Chen Xia has quietly retreated to the corner, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall.
Hmm, it's not quiet here.
But he can see the entire mountain gate, the faces of everyone, and feels an inexplicable sense of peace.
Weixi Town, Blue Sky Sword Sea, boundaries of different realms, all condensed into one place.
This is my hometown.
Sweet dreams, and a warm farewell.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
