Just as Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes was about to strike, a quick-witted Immortal Venerable hurriedly cried out, "Lord Immortal Emperor, please stay your hand! That Gu Qingfeng possesses the Origin of Calamity. You absolutely must not create another killing tribulation!
If we Immortal Venerables die here, it will generate an unimaginable amount of tribulation energy, which will only make him stronger!"
Hearing this, Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes indeed stopped, but his heart grew even more sullen. To think that he could not even kill someone to vent his anger now.
Furious, he turned his gaze to the nearby mountain ranges, preparing to destroy two of them to let off some steam.
But on second thought, destroying the mountains would also generate tribulation energy.
Ah! Why does everything I do generate tribulation energy! Damn it!
"Pass down my command. From this day forward, in all territories under my rule, no living beings are allowed to fight. Everyone must go into secluded cultivation!" Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes issued the order in a fit of pique.
Doesn't Gu Qingfeng want to absorb tribulation energy?
Then I shall order a ceasefire so that he cannot absorb a single drop!
Hearing Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes' command, his subordinates looked at each other in dismay.
"Lord Immortal Emperor, the territory you rule spans far more than billions of miles. A total ceasefire is likely unrealistic," someone advised.
Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes coldly snorted, "My command is the will of heaven. Who would dare disobey my decree! If anyone dares to defy it, I will kill them!"
"Lord Immortal Emperor, uh, you forgot, you can't kill people."
The domineering aura Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes had just mustered instantly extinguished, leaving his face covered in dark lines of embarrassment.
"Even if a total ceasefire is impossible, it must still be enforced. As long as it can greatly slow down the generation of tribulation energy, it is enough. Alright, hurry up and make the arrangements."
In a foul mood, Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes dismissed the crowd.
He did not immediately go to inform the Five Directions Immortal Emperors and ask them to intervene.
Ultimately, he still harbored a fluke mindset and was unwilling to give up.
After all, that was the Origin of Calamity! In the past, when everyone knew the Origin of Calamity could not be controlled, it didn't matter. But now that someone had actually mastered it, it was equivalent to offering a glimmer of hope.
Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes could not bear to give up on this sliver of hope.
Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he still wanted to obtain the Origin of Calamity.
It perfectly echoed the saying: I could have tolerated the darkness if I had not seen the light.
Therefore, his current plan was to use an Immortal Emperor's Decree to halt all conflicts in the world, greatly slowing down the speed at which Gu Qingfeng grew stronger. He would then slowly figure out a solution. If, in the end, it was truly impossible to obtain the Origin of Calamity, he would then inform the Five Directions Immortal Emperors and have them take action.
..........
On this day, a golden decree resembling a heavenly canopy covered the sky, causing billions upon billions of living beings to exclaim in shock upon seeing it.
"It's an Immortal Emperor's Decree!"
"It has been a million years. Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes has finally issued another decree."
Countless beings were so thrilled to see the Immortal Emperor's Decree that some even shed tears.
They were all subjects living under the rule of Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes. The Immortal Emperor's territory was too vast, boundless to the point where these beings could spend their entire lives without ever leaving it. Thus, in this realm, Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes was the very heavens.
Seeing the Immortal Emperor's Decree was like gazing upon the face of heaven.
Billions of living beings knelt, bowing in reverence to the Immortal Emperor's Decree.
At this moment, four words drifted down from the decree in the sky.
Cease All Worldly Conflicts!
As these words appeared, the indifferent, grandiose voice of Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes, echoing like a celestial melody, seemed to ring in the hearts of all living beings.
"Taking pity on the hardships of the common people and the struggles of all living beings, I hereby issue this decree: let the world cease its conflicts and take time to rest and recuperate."
"The Immortal Emperor is merciful!"
"Thank you, Lord Immortal Emperor!"
Countless fervent beings began to cheer. After all, most people loved peace. However, many were also dissatisfied.
For example, sects that were currently at war, fellow Daoists exploring secret realms together, or cuckolds whose Dao companions had cheated on them.
In the Poison Demon Cave, Gu Qingfeng looked disdainfully at the Immortal Emperor's Decree in the sky, a scornful smile appearing on his lips. "How surprisingly naive."
The reason Gu Qingfeng mocked it was that no one understood human nature better than him.
Cease all worldly conflicts? How could that be possible?
Just by relying on an Immortal Emperor's Decree? Heh, even if the King of Heaven himself came, it wouldn't work.
He knew very well that Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes wanted to use this method to restrict his growth, but it was absolutely impossible to achieve.
Wherever there are people, there will be conflict.
"It seems Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes has been sitting high and mighty for too long, doing whatever he pleases for so long that he actually believes a single word from him can command the entire world." The disdain on Gu Qingfeng's lips grew even stronger.
He was seen taking out countless immortal weapons, immortal pills, various rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as all sorts of profound divine abilities and mystical techniques.
With a casual toss, these treasures instantly turned into streaks of light and disappeared into the void.
........
At the border between the Golden Rainbow Palace and the Startling Dragon Pavilion, a brilliant treasure light suddenly shot into the sky. A rich, wondrous fragrance rapidly spread, and the surrounding flora, upon coming into contact with this scent, began to grow wildly as if nourished by immortal dew.
Some immortals who were relatively close by felt their bodies and minds become light and their cultivation bottlenecks loosen just from catching a whiff of the scent.
This intense treasure light instantly attracted the attention of both the Golden Rainbow Palace and the Startling Dragon Pavilion.
A large number of immortals flew out from the encampments of both sides. When they arrived at the scene, they saw a golden pill bearing nine profound Dao patterns floating in the void, looking absolutely flawless.
"It's a Nine-Revolution Golden Pill!!"
"The Nine-Revolution Golden Pill landed in the territory of our Startling Dragon Pavilion. It belongs to us."
"Bullshit! It clearly landed in the Golden Rainbow Palace's territory!"
The two groups of people madly rushed toward the Nine-Revolution Golden Pill and began to fight over it.
But no one actually threw a punch.
A bizarre scene unfolded. These once aloof and mighty immortals were actually cursing like mortal shrews, even resorting to petty shoving and pushing.
Those with more explosive tempers had even started spitting.
"If you have the guts, try touching me!"
"Hmph, you think I'm stupid? The Lord Immortal Emperor just issued a decree. Who dares to disobey?"
"Since you don't dare to disobey, obediently hand over the Nine-Revolution Golden Pill."
"In your dreams! This is the fortuitous encounter of my Startling Dragon Pavilion. If you have the guts, fight me for it!"
Amidst the curses from both sides, the conflict gradually began to escalate.
Although neither side threw a punch at first, they fought desperately for the Nine-Revolution Golden Pill, each of them even unleashing their divine abilities and dharma bodies to grab it.
Even playing a game of soccer involves all sorts of dirty little tricks, let alone two groups of people fighting over a fortuitous encounter. The two sides only managed to restrain themselves for the time it takes an incense stick to burn before it devolved into a chaotic brawl.
At the same time, in various other places, the exact same scenes were constantly playing out.
Countless treasures emerged on this day, attracting the frenzied contention of various factions. Naturally, friction occurred during the struggle, leading to escalated conflicts and all-out brawls.
Many people observing from the shadows could not help but sneer coldly, thinking to themselves: Disobeying Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes' command on the very first day he issued the decree, isn't this just courting death?
However, as time passed, those observing from the shadows felt awkward.
Because the expected thunderous fury of Immortal Emperor Nine Extremes, where he would step in and annihilate a few factions, never materialized.
More and more people noticed this point and couldn't help but join in on this massive war for fortuitous encounters.
The so-called decree of the Immortal Emperor was treated by everyone as nothing but a fart.
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.”
【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.)
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
