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Wind—the first thing Ye Chuan felt upon arriving at the Tianxuan Continent was the wind rushing against his face.
The iron-forged flying vessel cut through the azure sky, its surface shimmering with spirit runes that writhed like living creatures, dispersing the howling gales into scattered motes of light. At the prow stood Cang Wu and Ademi, gazing at the scenery ahead.
They had long left the Jade Dragon Mountain Range behind, and the biting cold had given way to a warmth akin to melting spring snow.
"Immortal Master, ahead lies the Kingdom of Xiluo," Cang Wu announced.
"Mm. Once we arrive, you two may disembark," Ye Chuan replied, his mind preoccupied with breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm. "I have another matter to attend to. You may return on your own. As for your payment, I’ll collect it in due time."
"Your generosity knows no bounds, Immortal Master!"
Cang Wu hadn’t expected Ye Chuan to part ways with them, but since they had already reached the Kingdom of Xiluo, the journey back would take little time.
"Immortal Master, I will never forget your kindness," Ademi added.
"You are my sun."
"You came from Dandong, returning to me a city of pure snow~" Ye Chuan muttered reflexively. Noticing the puzzled looks from Cang Wu and Ademi, he cleared his throat. "Alright, off you go."
Once they crossed into Xiluo’s borders, Ye Chuan waved his hand, and a surge of spiritual energy gently deposited the two on the ground below.
"Immortal Master, you must visit the royal capital!" Cang Wu’s voice echoed from below as the flying vessel soared away.
Ye Chuan casually flicked his wrist, and the vessel vanished like a streak of light.
"Truly a transcendent being," Cang Wu murmured, staring at the sky.
"Let’s go, Cang Wu. I must see my father at once."
"As you command, Princess."
...
Meanwhile, Ye Chuan had already stowed away the flying vessel—it was far too conspicuous for his current needs.
He needed a secluded spot to attempt his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul realm. The heavenly tribulation would summon rolling thunder, and since he couldn’t very well let it strike the Qingyun Sect, he had to find a suitable place to endure the ordeal.
"Good, this area seems uninhabited," Ye Chuan mused as he landed on a cliff. Extending his spiritual sense, he confirmed the absence of any human presence before relaxing.
Finding a clearing, he pointed a finger, and a burst of spiritual energy blasted a two-meter-deep pit into the ground.
"That should do."
After reinforcing the edges with scattered rocks, he reached into his spatial storage and summoned water from the Sacred Pool—a treasure looted from the Qingyun Holy Land. With over seven million tons at his disposal, he had no qualms about using it liberally.
The sacred water cascaded into the pit, filling it to the brim. Ye Chuan then heated it with fire-attribute spiritual energy before slipping inside. Before attempting a breakthrough, it was crucial to bring his body to peak condition.
"Ahh~" Ye Chuan stretched his legs in the makeshift hot spring. A floating water orb to play with would’ve been nice.
"..."
After a moment’s consideration, he dismissed the thought as impractical.
"Alright, time to get serious."
After soaking for a while, he rose, changed into fresh robes, and returned to the cliff’s edge.
Taking a deep breath, he downed a vial of elixir.
"Dragon Bone Pill—fortifies sinew and bone!"
"Golden Spirit Elixir—toughens flesh!"
"..."
Gulping down four or five different elixirs in succession, he wiped his lips and smirked. "Heh."
Tossing aside the empty vials, he could already feel subtle transformations rippling through his body. Running a hand over his skin, it now felt as though an extra layer of resilience had been woven into it.
"Shhhk." Even the friction between his fingers and forearm produced a coarse, grating sound.
"Mountain-Crushing Art!" Ye Chuan began circulating his cultivation techniques.
"Blood Spirit Technique!"
"Ten Thousand Forms Art!"
"Turtle Shell Technique!"
"..."
One after another, defensive spells wrapped around him like layers of armor. His spiritual energy drained rapidly, but for Ye Chuan, it was barely a concern.
After stacking seven or eight defensive techniques, he continued casting:
"Barrier Blessing!"
"Healing Surge!"
"Death Ward!"
"Fortune’s Favor!"
"Dragon Scale Enchantment!"
"Regenerative Aura!"
"..."
Having cycled through nearly every buff in his arsenal, he still seemed uneasy. From his spatial storage, he retrieved additional defensive talismans and crushed them one by one.
Now, his body shimmered like a kaleidoscope, pulsing with radiant hues.
"Bring it on."
[Breaking through to Nascent Soul—]
[Heavenly Dao Nascent Formation]
[Guide the heavenly tribulation to temper your Golden Core’s energy]
[Due to your unique constitution, survival is mandatory]
In an instant, the world darkened.
To Ye Chuan, it was as if he had blinked—the once-clear sky was now swallowed by an abyss of roiling tribulation clouds.
"BOOM—"
Tribulation lightning coiled like golden dragons within the clouds, their aura oppressive and terrifying.
Alongside them, a second, slightly weaker storm of crimson lightning condensed, twisting into scarlet serpents that writhed alongside their golden counterparts.
The two intertwined, every crackling arc radiating apocalyptic might.
Standing atop the cliff, Ye Chuan’s throat tightened involuntarily.
"Wait—this feels a bit too intense, doesn’t it?"
Despite his mountain of buffs, facing the heavenly tribulation without relying on his Chaos Body left him uncertain.
A cold sweat trickled down his back.
"Come on!"
With no time to hesitate, he levitated, summoning dozens of spirit swords that whirled around him in a protective formation.
Simultaneously, he conjured a mana shield, sacrificing a portion of his spiritual energy to mitigate damage.
Then—the first bolt struck.
A golden thunderbolt split the darkness, lancing toward Ye Chuan with divine fury.
The first tribulation lightning descended like a dragon’s claw, its screech tearing through the void. Ye Chuan stood firm, but his protective barriers shattered on contact. White-hot currents surged through his meridians, searing every inch of his flesh as his techniques forcibly channeled the energy into his bones—tempering his Golden Core.
"Fck!" The sensation of being impaled from within forced a grunt from his lips. His skin blackened instantly, yet beneath the charring, a jade-like luster began to emerge.
The second bolt—this one tinged with crimson—followed without mercy, shearing his robes to ashes. Lightning patterns spiderwebbed across his bare back, his muscles convulsing as if countless needles were purging impurities.
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
The dual tribulations gave him no reprieve, striking in relentless tandem.
His body felt on the verge of disintegration. Ye Chuan fought to stay conscious, casting healing spells in the fleeting moments of clarity while absorbing every ounce of tribulation energy.
And within him, his Golden Core trembled—on the brink of shattering under the heavenly onslaught.
【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.)
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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.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
