Gu Qingfeng was unaware that his three Heavenly Demon friends had reached an agreement and were preparing to travel countless miles to visit him.
Had he known, he would have been overjoyed and welcomed them with open arms.
Today, Gu Qingfeng was accompanying Shang Xinyan on a leisurely stroll within his Palm World. He was a devoted family man, returning home every few days to check in.
This frequent presence often gave Shang Xinyan the illusion that Gu Qingfeng had never left the Qing Realm at all.
Cultivators, after all, had a rather loose sense of time—secluded meditation could last months or even a year, passing in the blink of an eye.
By now, Shang Xinyan had reached the early stage of the Celestial Origin Divine Pill realm, a remarkable pace given her innate talent—the Nine Yin Sacred Body.
Coupled with the abundant resources Gu Qingfeng regularly supplied, her cultivation soared like a rocket.
As the two enjoyed their outing, Gu Qingfeng suddenly sensed something and brightened with delight. After a brief farewell to Shang Xinyan, he headed to Little Corpse Charm’s secluded cultivation chamber.
Indeed, Little Corpse Charm had emerged from her closed-door training.
Previously, to advance to the Divine Soul realm, Little Corpse Charm had devoured numerous Divine Soul and even Divine Pill realm demons. The immense energy had triggered mysterious transformations, forcing her into seclusion for over a year. Now, she had finally reemerged.
Whoosh!
Gu Qingfeng’s figure materialized from the void, appearing in Little Corpse Charm’s secluded chamber.
There stood a woman of ethereal beauty, as if untouched by the mortal world.
Clad in a white gown embroidered with butterfly motifs, her hair was loosely tied with a delicate hairpin. Though her face bore no makeup, her breathtaking features were undeniable—slender fingers, skin like flawless jade tinged with pink, and eyes as deep as water, exuding an air of aloofness.
Yet, the moment she caught sight of Gu Qingfeng, the icy demeanor shattered. A bewitching smile bloomed on her lips, radiant as fireworks.
"Master~ I missed you so much," she cooed in a honeyed voice.
Before the words even settled, she flung herself into his embrace, nuzzling against him like an affectionate little creature.
"Is this your true form?" Gu Qingfeng asked.
"Mhm, do you like it, Master?"
"Not bad—the contrast is quite striking. By the way, why did your seclusion take so long this time? Have you fully transformed?"
Little Corpse Charm puffed up with pride. "Master, I’ve not only reached the Divine Soul realm and completed my transformation, but I’ve also awakened a hidden bloodline! All thanks to the powerful blood you provided—without it, I might never have activated it."
"A hidden bloodline? Which one?"
"The legendary Corpse Emperor bloodline!"
"Oh, the Corpse Emperor bloodline..." Gu Qingfeng paused, then his expression shifted dramatically. "Corpse Emperor bloodline?! So you’ve gone from Little Corpse Charm to Little Corpse Emperor?"
Little Corpse Charm pouted. "The Corpse Emperor bloodline is incredibly powerful, Master! Why that look?"
"It’s not about power—never mind. I’d better verify this firsthand."
......
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
Gu Qingfeng spent the entire month within the Palm World—Little Corpse Charm’s shapeshifting abilities ensured endless novelty.
Every time he considered leaving, she transformed into another peerless beauty, ensnaring him in her allure.
Thus, a full month slipped by without him stepping outside.
By the end, Gu Qingfeng felt as though he’d witnessed every conceivable beauty in the world, each more enchanting than the last.
When he finally returned to the Cangming Realm, an unprecedented serenity settled over him. His heart was as still as an ancient well, his Dao heart flawless, akin to a sage’s.
Even cultivation, which he’d once found tedious, now held a newfound fascination.
Now an Ordinary Heavenly Being, he only needed to refine his cultivation to perfection before undergoing tribulation to ascend to the First Tribulation Heavenly Being realm. For him, tribulation was as effortless as eating or drinking—once his cultivation peaked, ascension was assured.
One day, as Gu Qingfeng immersed himself in cultivation, the Green Wood Domain thrived in peace under the rule of the Demon... Sword Sect.
But suddenly—
BOOM!
A deafening, earth-shaking roar resounded.
Instantly, the entire Green Wood Domain trembled—no, not just the Green Wood Domain, but all ten thousand domains of the Cangming Realm quaked in unison.
The disturbance had spread across the entire realm!
From the Imperial Court’s immortal sects to ancient forbidden lands, even the most hidden and mysterious corners of the world—all felt the tremor.
In that moment, countless experts were struck with awe. Hidden masters lurking in the shadows opened their eyes, divine light gleaming as they gazed into the void.
"A celestial disturbance..." murmured a mighty figure in shock. "The Age of Strife has begun!"
Across the Cangming Realm, beams of divine light shot into the sky as countless experts emerged—Heavenly Venerables, even Quasi-Emperors, stepped into the open.
Their fingers flew through intricate calculations, eyes alight with shifting laws as they sought to decipher the heavens’ will.
The world they perceived had transformed entirely.
Where once the heavens had been tranquil and the Dao concealed, now the laws of the universe shimmered into visibility. The aura of the Heavenly Dao expanded, carrying with it an intoxicating sense of ascension.
Cultivation hinged on comprehending the Great Dao, yet the Dao was elusive—grasping it was no simple feat.
But at intervals, the laws of heaven and earth would manifest, showering the world with boundless Dao resonance. This era was known as the Age of Strife.
An era of prosperity for cultivators—and the birth of Heavenly Emperors.
Only during the Age of Strife would the Path to Emperorhood open. Without it, no matter how peerless one’s talent, attaining the Emperor realm was impossible.
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.
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.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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
