The Lord of the Divine Realm left, and unlike his spirited arrival in the Immortal Realm, he now walked with a stooped posture, truly resembling an elderly man nearing the end of his days.
"This journey to the Immortal Realm has shattered the supreme dreams of many old fogeys," Daoist Suppressing Heaven suddenly remarked.
"So it was just a dream," Chen Xia replied, rising from his stool. He tidied his attire, looking more formal, then faced Daoist Suppressing Heaven directly. For the first time in history, he clasped his hands together and spoke to Daoist Suppressing Heaven with utmost seriousness.
"I have a request."
"You want me to send them all to the Blue Sky Sword Sea, right?" Daoist Suppressing Heaven inquired, as if he had already foreseen this.
"Is that possible?" Chen Xia asked, his voice heavy with doubt, a rarity for him.
"It can be done, but not immediately. They are your inescapable karma from the beginning. Their presence is essential for your comprehension of the fifth dao. Once you've mastered the fifth dao, I will send them all to the Blue Sky Sword Sea and seal it off. This will allow you to move freely within the Immortal Realm without any pressure."
"Thank you," Chen Xia nodded solemnly.
"No need. It's rather unsettling to see such words and expressions on you." Daoist Suppressing Heaven said softly.
Chen Xia shook his head and asked, "What is the fifth dao I'm supposed to comprehend next?"
"You already know," Daoist Suppressing Heaven replied, manipulating his puppet body as he slowly walked forward. He reached the outer perimeter, paused, and then pointed towards the entire sky, and said again.
You want to be this.
Daoist Suppressing Heaven controlled his puppet body as it slowly walked forward, stopped at the periphery, then pointed towards the entire sky and said, "You are meant to become this."
"Indeed, I am." Chen Xia also nodded.
So, what is the fifth dao?
In fact, Chen Xia had already grasped a hint of it, but because this dao involves too much, he had yet to fully comprehend it.
The fifth dao is the False Heaven Dao.
"What about my Chess Dao?" Chen Xia suddenly asked.
Daoist Suppressing Heaven paused, his hands behind his back, remaining silent for a moment before shaking his head, "It's evident that you really love playing chess."
"Can I comprehend the Chess Dao as the sixth dao?" Chen Xia suddenly inquired.
"Not ideal," Daoist Suppressing Heaven shook his head, then replied, "If you were to comprehend the False Heavenly Dao for your fifth Dao, then these five Daos would be considered the most top-tier Daos. The False Heavenly Dao would be the most supreme Dao of all. With such a configuration, for your sixth Dao to be the Dao of Chess, no matter how you look at it, it feels somewhat out of place."
Daoist Suppressing Heaven shook his head and replied, "If you master the False Heaven Dao as your fifth dao, then all five daos are the most supreme paths. The False Heaven Dao is the ultimate of all. With such a configuration, adding the Chess Dao as the sixth dao would feel out of place no matter how you look at it."
"I understand," Chen Xia nodded lightly, deciding not to overthink it for now and focus on fully comprehending the False Heaven Dao first.
Daoist Suppressing Heaven then offered more advice, "Since the Lord of the Divine Realm is willing to cede the Treasure Ring Scale State, that will undoubtedly accelerate your progress. You can use your injured body to sense and fuse with the Treasure Ring Scale State while recovering. Once you've completed the sensing, your injuries should also be healed. Then you can move on to other major states. When you truly fuse with the entire Immortal Realm, the False Heaven Dao will naturally be complete."
This was Daoist Suppressing Heaven's plan, with the key being how long it would take Chen Xia to comprehend the dao.
With time being critical, Chen Xia didn't hesitate. Once his injuries slightly improved, he entered the Treasure Ring Scale State and took control of the central mountain range to begin sensing and fusing.
With the East Jia State's support, Chen Xia's fusion with the Treasure Ring Scale State would naturally be faster than the Lord of the Divine Realm's. If everything went smoothly, it would take around two to three thousand years to complete.
Meanwhile, Daoist Suppressing Heaven wasn't idle. He aimed to make use of the red thread on Qiu Yi's hand.
This was a fated karmic thread forcibly tied by the Martial Emperor, containing not only the karma between Chen Xia and Qiu Yi but also a faint trace of the Martial Emperor's own karma. However, this trace was extremely weak and barely recognized by the current Heaven Dao. Extracting it would be extraordinarily difficult.
Yet, Daoist Suppressing Heaven could extract this weak and faint karma, though the process was extremely complex and involved many elements. He might even have to sacrifice some of his own lifespan. But if successful, this karma could become the best weapon against the Martial Emperor.
After Chen Xia's battle with the Emperor Witch, the shattered Immortal Realm entered a long-awaited period of peace. The fractured sky that hovered over every practitioner's head still served as a reminder of the terrifying battle that had taken place.
Practitioners with connections had already used star gates to leave the Immortal Realm, fleeing to other realms to avoid the aftermath. Thus, the Immortal Realm experienced its greatest decline in history, with the number of practitioners rapidly decreasing.
The Master of the Nine Mountains sometimes surveyed the entire Immortal Realm's map, growing more and more taciturn and showing signs of frustration. It seemed he had never imagined the Immortal Realm would turn into such a state. His hundreds of thousands of years of efforts seemed on the verge of being destroyed.
Yet, he had not achieved the supreme status, and the Martial Emperor had seemingly played a cruel joke on him.
The Master of the Nine Mountains suddenly sighed, his eyes filled with determination as he gazed towards the East Jia State and declared, "In that case, I shall seek out a savior!"
In the Great Heaven.
A figure flitted across various star realms with incredible speed, as if searching for something. This figure had been wandering in the Great Heaven for over a thousand years.
This figure was the Martial Emperor. His journey through the Great Heaven suddenly halted as his gaze fell upon the lifeless void below. The golden martial energy in his eyes grew increasingly radiant, sparking like flames. Gazing intently, he extended a finger and gently pulled.
Boom!
The entire void was instantly filled with dense martial energy flames, exploding violently.
Countless waves of martial energy rolled.
From within, a shadowy figure emerged, wearing a pure blackDaoist robe adorned with stars and constellations. With the vast void as his backdrop, he spoke calmly to the Martial Emperor.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
