Behind the curtains of a black grand hall, a powerful aura emanated.
The envoy, whose true appearance was indiscernible, intently gazed at the man below.
"How is the assimilation of the fortune of the Immortal Realm going?" he asked in a deep voice.
"I beg for your forgiveness, I beg for your forgiveness," the man below prostrated himself, immediately pleading for mercy.
"What exactly is the matter?" the envoy inquired.
"There's an issue with the Jade Wall Immortal Continent, one of the Upper Three Continents," the man replied fearfully.
"What?"
From behind the curtain, a cold voice emerged: "What exactly happened?"
“Reporting to the Envoy, we were about to take control of the Jade Wall Immortal Continent, but then a sudden fat man disrupted our plans,” the subordinate stammered.
"What?"
"A fat man?"
"Where did this fat man come from?"
Behind the curtain, an angry voice resounded, causing the surrounding space to suddenly shatter. The Envoy spoke gravely: "You must understand, while the Jade Wall Immortal Continent may not be significant among the Upper Three Continents, its geographical location is crucial for the Master's grand plan."
"I understand, I understand," the man prostrated himself, trembling as he spoke.
"I command you to investigate what exactly happened on the Jade Wall Immortal Continent as soon as possible and ensure the fortune of the continent is under our control at the earliest opportunity."
"Additionally, the Star Immortal State is equally important to the Master, so while you're investigating the Jade Wall Immortal Continent, also keep a close eye on the progress of the Star Immortal State to prevent any further mishaps."
The Envoy behind the curtain instructed sternly.
"Yes, Envoy, I will arrange it immediately," the man responded respectfully.
"By the way, what about the Destroyer of the World? Has he been found yet?" the Envoy asked again in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, the subordinate man furrowed his brows and replied helplessly: "Envoy, it's the same as before. His soul lamp hasn't gone out, but he's nowhere to be found."
“Hmph, what is this good-for-nothing Destroyer of the World doing?”
The Envoy spoke gravely: "Pass the order to continue searching for the Destroyer of the World. After all, he is an important piece in the Master's layout in the Immortal Realm and the Immortal River Continent. We cannot afford for him to go astray."
"Yes, I will handle it right away..."
...
On a small island of the Heaven and Earth Sect.
The lake waters rippled gently.
Although many elderly men and women had followed Yi Feng into the Immortal Realm, the island remained lively.
Outside the island.
A man with disheveled hair sat cross-legged, concealing his vitality and aura to the utmost.
It was the long-absent Destroyer of the World.
"Although this old man possesses overwhelming strength, my concealment techniques are even more superior. Having hidden here for so long without being discovered is proof enough," the Destroyer of the World opened his eyes, feeling quite pleased with himself.
Glancing at the nearby array still in operation, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Why haven't those nine great beings returned yet!"
"This time, it seems like it's been almost a year or two!"
He looked up at the distant island, lost in thought.
"This island may seem ordinary, but since the Envoy dispatched ten generals simultaneously, it clearly indicates that this island is extraordinary!"
"Gathering information on that island must be fraught with danger."
"Because haste is not an option."
"In that case, a year or two is nothing."
The Destroyer of the World thought to himself.
Realizing that a year or two was insignificant, especially at his level of cultivation, it was merely a blink of an eye.
“For the Master's grand plan, those great beings can meticulously advance on the island without rushing back. Then, waiting here in such a safe place, why should I be impatient?”
"If I lack this patience, what right do I have to serve the Master?"
Upon thinking this through, he firmly nodded his head.
"I will wait steadfastly!"
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…
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...
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.”
