"Hey Old Ghost, if the Qilin Child was nurturing the Sun Immortal Body for Emperor Qilin, what about Zang Tiandi and Sword Heavenly Emperor? Did their immortal bodies also get passed down?"
Even after learning that Old Ghost was the mastermind behind countless eons, Gu Qingfeng remained unfazed, his tone devoid of any respect.
So what if he was the ancient schemer? He couldn’t kill this emperor anyway—what a joke!
Old Ghost shook his head. "Zang Tiandi and Sword Heavenly Emperor weren’t part of our group. They’re both dead."
"Oh?" Gu Qingfeng’s expression shifted. "Why weren’t they? And if they weren’t, how did their immortal bodies still get passed down?"
"They were like you back then—they didn’t agree with my philosophy. I approached them both and gave them the method to pass down their immortal bodies, but neither chose to enter the Burial Grounds. Instead, they chose death."
Gu Qingfeng thought about it and realized it made sense. The way the Reincarnation Immortal Body and the Indestructible Sword Body were inherited was indeed different from the Sun Immortal Body. The Sun Immortal Body was directly bestowed by Emperor Qilin to his descendants for nurturing, so its power hadn’t diminished much.
Meanwhile, the Reincarnation Immortal Body was cultivated from scratch by Luo Li with the help of the Netherworld’s Prefect, using the legacy left behind by Zang Tiandi.
The same went for the Indestructible Sword Body.
As a result, these two immortal bodies were far weaker than the Sun Immortal Body—after all, the former had to be built from nothing, while the latter was directly inherited.
If Zang Tiandi and Sword Heavenly Emperor had followed Emperor Qilin’s approach, they would’ve passed their legacies directly to their descendants rather than leaving behind only the essence for future generations to cultivate from scratch.
"So, Old Ghost, you’re not exactly a good guy either, huh? Otherwise, why wouldn’t Zang Tiandi and Sword Heavenly Emperor join your little ‘immortality club’?"
"Kekeke... Good people turn to dust after one lifetime. Would you choose to be one?"
"Kekeke... You old bastard are really something." Gu Qingfeng grinned, his face full of malicious amusement.
"But stop copying my laugh—yours sounds terrible."
"Enough chit-chat. Remember my words, Gu Qingfeng. When the time is right, I’ll come for you." With that, Old Ghost prepared to leave.
Gu Qingfeng stopped him, probing, "In such a hurry to leave, Old Ghost? Can’t handle the strain of freezing time anymore?"
Old Ghost immediately bristled. "Nonsense! You think I can’t handle it? The laws of time are as simple as breathing to me. I just remembered urgent matters to attend to, so I must leave now."
Without waiting for a response, Old Ghost vanished into thin air.
The moment he disappeared, time resumed its flow.
The endless tide of malevolent thoughts surged once more, flooding into the Qilin Child’s body.
The Qilin Child jolted awake, his eyes bulging with fury as he desperately resisted the invasion.
But Gu Qingfeng wasn’t about to give him a chance. He lunged forward, slapping the Qilin Child left and right with such force that the poor creature was left dazed and disoriented, unable to fend off the corruption any longer.
Soon after, Gu Qingfeng was sitting triumphantly atop the Qilin Child.
The ancient beings lurking in the shadows, along with countless onlookers, watched in stunned silence as the godlike—or demonic—figure rode the sacred beast.
None of them had noticed the frozen time, nor had they sensed Old Ghost’s presence. Their minds were still reeling from the sight of Gu Qingfeng beating the Qilin Child senseless.
As he sat atop his new mount, Gu Qingfeng mused, Seems Old Ghost isn’t truly proficient in the laws of time—probably just scratched the surface. The way he stormed off in frustration was telling, though it’s possible he was faking it.
But even if he was, mastering time was likely beyond him. If he could truly control time, why would he bother chasing immortality or fighting the Heavenly Dao?
After a moment’s thought, Gu Qingfeng shrugged. Why waste time worrying about Old Ghost? Once he devoured the Sun Immortal Body, everything would be settled.
Of course, he wouldn’t do it now. He was playing the long game—Emperor Qilin was currently in the Burial Grounds, and from Old Ghost’s words, he seemed to be in some bizarre state, neither fully alive nor dead. If he devoured the Sun Immortal Body now and Emperor Qilin couldn’t emerge, wouldn’t that be a shame?
The Qilin Child had been born at the pinnacle of the world, his life smooth and untroubled, never facing true hardship. By giving him this much-needed "education," Gu Qingfeng was tempering his Dao heart, laying a solid foundation for his future ascension to emperorhood.
Such a profound favor—if Emperor Qilin couldn’t come out to thank him in person, wouldn’t he be heartbroken with guilt?
......
Within the void’s hidden layers...
"Old Ghost, is Gu Qingfeng really the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor?" a shadowy figure asked.
Old Ghost’s expression was indifferent. "He’s not."
"Oh? How can you be sure? The Sin of Abandonment can’t be faked—even the Heavenly Dao can’t take it away. If Gu Qingfeng isn’t the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, how did he seize it?"
"How he took it, I don’t know. But he’s definitely not the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor because... his laugh is even more grating than the original’s."
The shadowy figure: "..."
"Kekeke... Just kidding." Old Ghost chuckled. "Truth is, whether he’s the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor doesn’t matter. The Abandoned Heavenly Emperor died the moment he became the Sin of Abandonment. What exists now is just an amalgamation of endless malevolence. He could be anyone, and anyone could be him.
As long as he carries the Sin of Abandonment, that’s enough.
The only pity is that he forged a Chaos Body—whether by coincidence or as a countermeasure against me, I can’t say. Chaos exists beyond time, making it immune to temporal laws. Thankfully, his Chaos Body isn’t fully matured yet, so he can’t completely resist."
......
"Since the Qilin Child is now my mount, his Qilin Immortality Herb naturally belongs to me as well."
Gu Qingfeng muttered to himself as he rode the Qilin Child.
Suddenly, his sharp gaze pierced the distant horizon, his voice booming like thunder.
"Which rat dares to steal this emperor’s Qilin Immortality Herb? Hand it over now, and I’ll pretend it never happened. Otherwise... don’t say I didn’t warn you."
His voice echoed across the heavens, yet the ancient beings hiding in the shadows remained silent.
"Kekeke..." Gu Qingfeng’s grin turned sinister. "Think staying quiet will save you?"
In an instant, endless malevolent thoughts surged forth, intertwining with the world’s desires.
The Qilin Immortality Herb was a supreme treasure—even true immortals and enlightened sages would burn with greed upon obtaining it. And greed was the brightest beacon of all.
Moments later, Gu Qingfeng sensed something. His gaze locked onto a point in space billions of miles away.
"Found you!"
"Qilin Child, let’s go!"
The Qilin Child beneath him raised its head with a roar, then transformed into a blazing divine streak, vanishing into the horizon with Gu Qingfeng atop it.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
