A deafening explosion echoed through the cavern as a powerful force collided with the stone gate, sending shockwaves rippling through the air!
Ye Chuan frowned, staring at the imposing gate before him, a flicker of irritation rising in his chest.
As a Crystal Realm expert, being stumped by what seemed like an ordinary stone gate was downright embarrassing.
Pathetic, really.
"Come on, I’m a Crystal Realm cultivator—how can a damn door stop me?!" With that, Ye Chuan unleashed his full aura, his spiritual energy surging like a tidal wave.
"I’m at the mid-stage of the Crystal Realm! Who dares block my path?!"
His voice rang out as spiritual power churned violently around him, his immortal sword blazing with radiant light.
Raising the sword high, a pillar of energy shot upward, illuminating the cavern in a dazzling glow. Then, with a roar, Ye Chuan slashed down:
"Curry Slash!"
A razor-sharp wave of sword energy erupted, slicing through the air with a piercing shriek. The sheer force shook the cavern, sending dust cascading from the ceiling and shrouding the space in dim haze.
As the light faded, the stone gate remained unscathed, standing firm as if mocking him silently.
Ye Chuan’s eye twitched at the sight. Clearing his throat, he muttered, "If only Qian Shuang were here, she’d smash this thing in two."
["Xiao Shuang, show it who’s boss!"
"Skip it!"]
He scanned the cavern, considering alternatives.
Maybe tunneling through the walls? The thought was dismissed immediately.
A Crystal Realm expert digging like a mole? Absolutely humiliating. Even if no one was watching.
Nah, nah.
"Hmm… huh?" Rummaging through his bag, his fingers brushed against something—a monocle materialized in his palm.
[Item: Magic Eyeglass
Effect: X-ray vision, capable of seeing through illusions.]
A drop from Lilith ages ago, something he’d barely glanced at. Now, it might just be useful.
Magic operated on rules different from cultivation. If his spiritual senses couldn’t penetrate the gate, maybe this could.
Sliding the monocle on, the world transformed instantly—everything became transparent, even gaining night vision.
"Oh? Surprisingly handy here." A flicker of surprise crossed his face as he turned back to the gate.
The ancient stone now appeared translucent. Though darkness loomed beyond, a glowing purple magic circle pulsed at its center, intricate runes swirling with arcane power.
"So that’s why my attacks did nothing—there’s a barrier spell embedded."
Adjusting the monocle, Ye Chuan smirked. Magic circles weren’t a problem for him.
Stepping forward, he pressed a palm against the icy surface. Instantly, chaotic energy surged from his body, seeping through the cracks like living tendrils to corrode the spell’s power.
The gate’s resistance weakened visibly, the magic circle dimming bit by bit.
"Bzzzt—" A sharp hum filled the cavern as the circle shattered into fragments, dissolving into nothingness.
With the barrier gone, Ye Chuan shoved the gate with renewed vigor.
Open!
Tatakae!
A deep rumble answered as the massive door slowly gave way, unleashing an ancient, mysterious aura heavy with time’s weight.
Success!
Sword in hand, Ye Chuan stepped inside cautiously, conjuring a fireball to light his way.
The space beyond was vast, littered with ruins of bizarre structures and skeletal remains of unknown creatures. The architecture was alien—nothing like the sects or mortal cities he knew. Instead, it bore a Western fantasy flair, steeped in enigma.
The bones, though—those were the real curiosity.
"What… are these things?" He eyed a skull towering over ten meters, brow furrowing.
Even with his limited exposure to exotic beasts, this was beyond strange.
Wasn’t this the Ghost Valley? He’d expected wraiths and specters, not… whatever this was.
Why were there so many monstrous remains behind this gate? What happened here?
Questions swirled as he ventured deeper.
The gloom receded, replaced by walls embedded with luminescent stones casting an eerie blue glow. The skeletons and ruins shimmered unnervingly, amplifying the unsettling atmosphere.
Ye Chuan’s steps slowed, grip tightening on his sword.
This place was leagues more dangerous than outside.
Physical damage was still a concern, after all.
Suddenly, his spiritual sense prickled. His gaze snapped forward—
A colossal throne, dozens of meters tall, loomed ahead. And seated upon it… a massive figure clad in armor.
"A giant?" Ye Chuan blinked. The sheer scale dwarfed him—his 1.8-meter frame might as well have been an ant.
The armored titan sat motionless, shrouded in shadow, exuding an imperious aura as if gazing down upon all who dared approach.
"Interesting… Is it dead?" Despite sensing no life, the illusion of being watched persisted.
"Whatever. Photos first." Ye Chuan whipped out his phone, snapping several shots of the armored giant.
He’d ask Lilith later. She might know.
This style of armor had zero connection to the cultivation world.
Expanding his spiritual sense, he searched for treasures—even if this felt like the wrong place, such a bizarre spot had to hide something valuable.
Just then… the giant’s fingers twitched.
Dust cascaded from its joints as a low, grinding creak echoed through the chamber.
Heavy.
Commanding.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
