“Your concept of supremacy is about being number one, but you lack the will to win, your thoughts are too calm, which is not good for a cultivator.” Daoist Suppressing Heaven said.
“Oh, is that so?” Chen Xi replied, puzzled, then asked, “So, this is my mind realm, right?”
“Smart.” Daoist Suppressing Heaven nodded.
“How come you can enter my mind realm?” Chen Xia asked, furrowing his brow, feeling uneasy about being observed.
“Just a small trick.” Daoist Suppressing Heaven chuckled lightly, stepping forward from the sea surface to stand behind Chen Xia, gently patting his shoulder, then said,
“Now, you must watch.”
“Watch what…” Before Chen Xia could finish, Daoist Suppressing Heaven’s figure disappeared, and the sea in front of him also vanished.
“Damn it!”
A loud shout filled with anger, an old farmer holding a hoe ruthlessly buried a weasel that had been stealing melons.
The summer sun scorched the earth, creating a mirage of heat waves.
Chen Xia felt a sense of familiarity, but couldn’t quite place where he was. He turned to the old farmer and asked,
“Mister, where are we?”
“Young man, I could be your grandfather, this way of speaking is not proper.” The old farmer shook his head.
“Your accent is quite thick.” Chen Xia remarked, switching to a more straightforward way of speaking. With a small display of divine power, he produced a gold ingot and asked again,
“Where is this?”
“Hey, you’re awesome!” The old farmer grinned, revealing his sparse, yellow teeth, happily accepting the gold ingot from Chen Xia and replied with a joyful smile,
“This is my melon field.”
…
There was a moment of silence.
Chen Xia retrieved a three-meter long flying sword from his mind realm, pointing it at the old farmer as he said,
“This is your last chance.”
“Just kidding, lad, this is Weixi Town.” The old farmer quickly replied.
“Bullshit, even if this is Weixi Town, why have I never heard of your accent?” Chen Xia questioned, having been a patrol officer in Weixi Town for many years.
“That’s strange, I’ve never heard yours either.” The old farmer retorted, then asked, “Are you a foreign visitor here to see relatives?”
“Something like that.” Chen Xia nodded.
“Then take the small path to your right, you’ll reach Weixi Town in no time.”
“Alright.”
Chen Xia nodded and headed towards the small path to the right.
As his figure disappeared into the distance, the old farmer, holding his hoe, suddenly turned around. The entire melon field turned into a mirage, revealing Daoist Suppressing Heaven's figure, who shook his head in despair.
“Looks like I still need to guide him.”
However, when Daoist Suppressing Heaven appeared, Chen Xia quietly turned his head to glance back at the melon field.
Without a sound, but clearly aware.
He wanted to see what kind of tricks Daoist Suppressing Heaven could pull off.
Not far to the right, Chen Xia indeed saw the layout of Weixi Town. People coming and going, merchants calling out, patrol officers strolling.
Chen Xia suddenly stopped, because among the patrol officers, he saw a vision of himself, as if watching a memory from the past.
He had never been one to strive hard, working as a patrol officer was just his way of loafing and getting by.
This had always been his lifestyle.
And now, observing himself in this way, he could more clearly see his own mindset.
The longer he watched, the clearer it became.
Daoist Suppressing Heaven stood nearby, thinking that if Chen Xia observed this carefully, he might better understand the drawbacks of not striving for anything.
Chen Xia looked forward, while Daoist Suppressing Heaven watched him.
Time seemed to flow very slowly, everything was unhurried, the sunset hadn’t arrived, time itself stood still.
Gradually, Daoist Suppressing Heaven sensed something was wrong, because Chen Xia had already sat down, propping his head with one hand, quietly watching. He seemed to genuinely enjoy this kind of life.
Slow and peaceful living.
If life hadn’t thrown him all these twists and turns, he’d probably still be living in a Weixi Town that had gone through countless years by now.
People tend to miss the past.
Chen Xia watched as more and more memories flowed like a slow stream into his mind, making the arid land of his thoughts gradually clear.
He remembered many details from before, his lips unconsciously forming a faint smile.
Many familiar scenes and faces entered his view, some of whom he couldn’t recall the names of, only the vague appearance.
He saw the young Xu Zhen, tagging along behind him like a little tail, calling out “Chen Ge, Chen Ge.”
Drops of past memories flowed through.
Daoist Suppressing Heaven sighed, seeing Chen Xia’s current state, he knew it was unlikely to change his mindset, nor grasp that concept of supremacy.
He turned and vanished, leaving Chen Xia to watch on his own.
The east wind didn’t blow, the west remained unlit.
It was hard to tell how many days had passed.
Finally, Chen Xia returned to the melon field.
“Lad, that’s Weixi Town, I didn’t lie to you, did I?” The old farmer, holding his hoe, said with a smile.
“Yes, it’s Weixi Town.” Chen Xia nodded in acknowledgment, then shook his head with a light smile,
“Except there’s no place for me there anymore.”
“Then why not look ahead and change?” The old farmer asked again.
“Why bother changing after living for tens of thousands of years? I’m not about to start fussing now.” Chen Xia shook his head.
“Even old trees sprout new buds, and the melons in the field must grow new vines, why can’t you change after tens of thousands of years?” The old farmer continued.
“Not breaking means establishing, not changing means being unimpeded. The truth is simple, you should understand.” The questions kept coming from the old farmer.
Chen Xia’s lips curled into a faint smile as he shook his head,
“No, there’s no need to break anything. I’ve already understood my own path to supremacy.”
“Is… is that so?” The old farmer gradually turned into Daoist Suppressing Heaven, the melon field transforming into Chen Xia’s heart lake.
The path to greatness, in fact, had always been in Chen Xia’s heart lake realm, never leaving his side.
Within this, he had found the ultimate method.
False Emperors aren’t false, the four doctrines are just beginning.
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e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
