Jade Void Holy Land.
Ye Chuan had just torn through space and landed in front of the hall doors when a plain white figure quickly came up to greet him.
Bai Qianshuang looked at him as he returned, her eyes instantly lighting up as she asked softly,
"You're back? How did it go at the forbidden land?"
"It's a long story." Ye Chuan shook his head, putting his arm around Bai Qianshuang and said,
"It's very strange inside. I actually couldn't get in."
"Even with my Chaos Power protecting me, that weird place still managed to make me lose my way."
"Then... you can't ascend?" Bai Qianshuang didn't seem to dwell on whether Ye Chuan ascended or not. Now that their great vengeance had been exacted, and the Jade Void Holy Land was developing so well.
With Ye Chuan holding down the fort, Bai Qianshuang had no regrets left.
After returning to the main hall, Ye Chuan seemed to think of something.
Why not ask that Xuan Qiong?
After all, it seemed he was the only one who had ever opened the ascension channel before. Although he failed, it was still better than Ye Chuan's situation.
Ye Chuan had broken through his realm, but he hadn't seen any channel at all.
Ye Chuan summoned the black and gold World Suppressing Banner. It hovered in the center of the hall, its surface fluttering loudly as countless Dao runes flowed across it.
"Xuan Qiong, come out."
As his voice fell, a listless phantom of a divine soul was forcefully dragged out of the banner and thrown heavily onto the ground.
It was precisely the remnant soul of the mighty Xuan Qiong.
At this moment, his divine soul phantom was so transparent that it was almost dissipating. His body was covered in the sealing runes of the World Suppressing Banner, bound tightly by chains, without even the strength to lift his head.
"Xuan Qiong, let me ask you. Back when you were undergoing your immortal tribulation, did the ascension channel ever truly open?" Ye Chuan sat in the sect master's seat, resting his face on one hand as he asked.
Xuan Qiong's divine soul was expressionless. "Re... replying to the Emperor, back then... the channel did indeed open."
"But behind that channel, there was no upper realm at all. There was no guiding immortal light, no immortal dao laws, only an endless, cold, and deathly silent nothingness."
"The breakthrough failed, so I exhausted my lifelong cultivation to barely seal a wisp of my remnant soul into the stone coffin, dragging out my life for ten thousand years..."
"Perhaps, my strength was just not enough."
Ye Chuan's brows instantly furrowed.
"Then do you know if the so-called upper realm actually exists?" Ye Chuan spoke again.
Xuan Qiong's divine soul shook his head. "I don't know..."
Ye Chuan fell silent for a few seconds before continuing to ask, "Just now you called me Emperor. Why did you call me that?"
As soon as these words came out, Xuan Qiong's divine soul instantly stiffened. His already blurry consciousness seemed to have touched upon some taboo. "Emperor's might..."
"I... suppressed... I once saw records..."
His words were jumbled and incoherent. Because of the violent emotional fluctuations, his divine soul phantom began to flicker constantly, looking as if it was about to completely disintegrate.
It was obvious that after being refined by the World Suppressing Banner, his divine soul origin had been severely damaged, and his consciousness had long since become chaotic and unclear.
Ye Chuan frowned. He wanted to ask more, but Xuan Qiong's divine soul had completely fallen into madness, and he couldn't get any more useful information out of him.
"That's enough." Ye Chuan waved his hand impatiently. The chains of the World Suppressing Banner instantly tightened, dragging Xuan Qiong's divine soul back into the banner's surface and sealing it completely.
The main hall returned to silence once again.
"Ye Chuan, this..."
"Forget it, let's leave it at this for now. It doesn't matter if I don't ascend, it's not like I absolutely have to." Ye Chuan said.
Just being the number one person in the world on the Profound Sky Continent wasn't a bad thing either.
...
In the following days, Ye Chuan completely washed his hands of all responsibilities.
The countless magical treasures, cultivation methods, and natural treasures plundered from Xuan Qiong's divine tomb were all brought out after he filtered through them. More than half of them were stuffed into the Jade Void Holy Land's treasury to enrich the sect's foundation.
Because of Ye Chuan's prestige, the Jade Void Holy Land had already become a holy land in the hearts of all cultivators on the Profound Sky Continent.
Now that countless ancient legacies and cultivation resources were brought out, it attracted countless prodigies from the Four Great Divine Continents, who came out of admiration and scrambled to join the Jade Void sect.
In just a few short months, the disciples of the Jade Void Holy Land expanded from the initial few hundred to over ten thousand, and the sect's regulations became increasingly perfect.
Ye Chuan was too lazy to care about these trivial matters and handed them all over to Bai Qianshuang to manage.
Bai Qianshuang was originally the Sect Master of the Jade Void Sect, so managing sect affairs came easily to her.
Coupled with the legacy of Empress Luo Xuan, her Tribulation Transcendence realm cultivation was unmatched among the younger generation except for Ye Chuan. In a short period, she managed the huge sect in perfect order, and her prestige grew by the day.
As for Ye Chuan himself, every day he would either hole up in the hall cultivating Source Magic, or he would take Bai Qianshuang across the Four Great Divine Continents, wiping out all the forces that had a grudge against the Jade Void Sect back in the day one by one.
Wherever they went, countless sects bowed their heads in submission, and no one dared to show the slightest disrespect.
The sect fragmentation and wars that had plagued the Profound Sky Continent for ten thousand years actually ushered in unprecedented peace in Ye Chuan's hands.
Because Ye Chuan's divine sense covered the entire continent, the every move of any cultivator could not escape his control.
Even when they were dual cultivating.
The major holy lands, aristocratic families, and sects would even come to the Jade Void Holy Land every few days with heavy gifts to pay their respects, rushing to enshrine Ye Chuan as the co-lord of the Profound Sky Continent.
But Ye Chuan had no interest in these empty titles at all and didn't even bother to show his face.
Relying on the spirit stones obtained in the Profound Sky Continent, Ye Chuan exchanged them for a large amount of points and upgrades, conveniently amplifying all his magical treasures to the +17 level.
As the days went by, apart from occasionally taking Hu Li to cultivate and occasionally going to exchange intelligence with Qing Ling'er of the Jade Light Pavilion, Ye Chuan spent the rest of his time taking Bai Qianshuang out to farm in the wild.
And after pretty much sorting out all the affairs on the Profound Sky Continent, Ye Chuan didn't plan to go to the Profound Sky Continent anytime soon.
Profound Sky Continent, offline!
...
Returning to his own room, Ye Chuan's gaze rested on the adventure interface of the Profound Sky Continent. The world quests and side quests on it had all been completed.
[Profound Sky Continent - Save Point (Jade Void Holy Land)]
[Exploration: 99%]
After all the world quests and side quests were completed, all that was left was the exploration value. It was just that the exploration value was stuck at 99%, but Ye Chuan was also very clear that this was probably related to the forbidden land.
Because Ye Chuan truly had no clear intelligence about the inside of the forbidden land.
However, because the world quests and side quests were fully completed, Ye Chuan also unexpectedly obtained a new function.
After reading the information, his phone also vibrated, popping up a new message—
[You have completed all quests. You can now freely bring units from the Profound Sky Continent in and out of the real world.]
"Oh? I can now bring units from the Profound Sky Continent into the real world at will?" After seeing this new prompt, Ye Chuan rubbed his chin.
In that case, Hu Li and the others could also come to his world?
Considering this point, Ye Chuan conveniently scooped up Hu Li and a few others to his rented apartment.
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?!
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."
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.”
