Upon hearing this, Gu Changge’s gaze pierced through the endless void and once again settled in the direction of the world barrier.
After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke.
“The situation beyond the barrier is extraordinarily complicated. There are still many pieces that remain unclear, so it is difficult to explain everything at present.”
He paused briefly. Though his tone remained calm, what he said next was nothing short of earth-shattering.
“However, there is one thing we can confirm.
“What you saw and sensed back then, as well as the loss of the Xuanhuang Realm’s origin throughout the ages, was all the work of immortals.”
“Immortals?!”
That single word was like the first thunderclap after the birth of chaos, crashing violently into the core of the Old Blind Man’s soul!
It was actually immortals who had been secretly stealing the origin of the Xuanhuang Realm?
The truth was even more shocking than the sum of all his previous conjectures.
This had already surpassed the scope of conflicts between Great Emperors. It involved a realm that existed only in myths and legends!
Gu Changge paid no attention to his reaction. His gaze shifted slightly as an invisible strand of divine sense extended beyond this world.
“Xiao Xuanzi, how much has this world recovered? How many Great Emperors can it support at the same time?”
Soon, a childish thought filled with affection and excitement came in response, like a little child circling happily around its parents.
“It has recovered a lot over the past month! Right now, it can support three Great Emperors at once! Any more than that would be a little difficult.”
The one communicating with Gu Changge was none other than the Will of the Xuanhuang Great World, which had only recently awakened!
Over the past month, it had awakened because of Gu Changge. By instinct, it felt close to him and often lingered at his side.
Gu Changge nodded slightly, already making plans in his heart.
He withdrew his divine sense and turned his gaze back to Xing Tian’ao.
“Do you know why I saved you?”
The Old Blind Man’s soul trembled. He bowed respectfully.
“This junior does not know. Please enlighten me, Senior.”
Gu Changge looked at him, his tone calm.
“Your cultivation has not come easily, and your path of Nirvana is indeed extraordinary. It would be a pity to let you perish just like that.”
His gaze seemed to sweep across the phantom of the Xuanhuang Great World’s mountains and rivers.
“Since you know the secret behind the loss of the world’s origin, you should understand that this realm has been weakened for far too long. In the eras to come, there will be no shortage of turmoil. More powerful figures must grow as quickly as possible to protect this world.”
“Your foundation is sound. Now that you have broken through and rebuilt yourself, your potential is even greater than before. Today, I shall grant you a fortuitous opportunity and help you ascend to the Great Emperor Realm, so that you may do your part for this world.”
“Are you willing?”
Upon hearing this, Xing Tian’ao’s soul shook violently!
What had he just heard?
Ascend to the Great Emperor Realm?
The Senior’s tone was so calm, as if he were not speaking of attaining the supreme position of Great Emperor, but of something as ordinary as eating or drinking!
That was a Great Emperor!
The supreme realm that countless astonishing geniuses throughout the endless history of the Xuanhuang Great World had pursued bitterly, only to fall before its threshold and perish in body and soul!
A true existence who controlled Heaven’s Mandate and looked down upon all living beings!
It was the ultimate goal for which he had exhausted everything, schemed for thousands of years, and triggered the Emperor Tribulation—only to fail at the final moment and nearly vanish completely.
Yet in this Senior’s mouth, it had become something that could be achieved simply by granting him a fortuitous opportunity.
What kind of unimaginable power and confidence did one need to possess to say such a thing?
Moreover, he and this man were neither relatives nor acquaintances. Before today, they had not even met. Why would he grant him such an enormous opportunity?
Was it merely because cultivation was difficult and his death would be a pity? Because of the Xuanhuang Realm?
Regardless of the reason, this kindness and this karma were simply too heavy.
So heavy that even he found them difficult to bear!
Whether or not this Senior could truly accomplish it, the mere intention to help him become a Great Emperor was already equivalent to giving him a new life.
Xing Tian’ao had always been a man who clearly remembered every kindness and grudge. Such overwhelming grace—regardless of whether he succeeded or failed—was something he would have to engrave in his heart. Even a thousand deaths would not be enough to repay it.
In an instant, countless thoughts swept through the Old Blind Man’s consciousness like a storm.
All his shock, bewilderment, and disbelief transformed into the deepest reverence and resolve.
With an incomparably solemn, almost devout posture, he sent forth the most resolute and sincere tremor of his soul.
“Senior, your immense kindness is something this junior, Xing Tian’ao, could never repay even with a thousand deaths!
“If I can regain the Great Emperor Realm, I will devote every ounce of my strength to protecting this world and easing Senior’s burdens. Even if I must die a hundred times, I will never turn back!”
He did not ask how he was to become a Great Emperor, nor did he question whether Gu Changge could accomplish it.
At this point, he chose to believe without reservation. The bearing of the man before him, as well as the three Great Emperors standing respectfully nearby, was proof that required no words.
Gu Changge said nothing more. He merely raised a hand and gestured lightly.
In an instant, the boundless aura of chaotic origin within the minor world seemed to hear the command of its sovereign. It surged in from the void, transforming into streams of gentle yet majestic life-giving power that slowly poured into the Old Blind Man’s broken, phantom-like soul.
This was no simple infusion of energy. It was an act of supreme power—rebuilding his Dao foundation and reforging his physical body.
The Old Blind Man felt as if his soul had been immersed in the fountain of life from the dawn of creation. Every thought he possessed was being nourished and strengthened.
Following the most perfect blueprint of life hidden in the depths of his soul, that pure chaotic origin began constructing bones, giving rise to flesh and blood, weaving meridians, and engraving Dao patterns.
A sensation of unparalleled comfort and fullness spread through him, as if a riverbed that had been parched for countless ages were once again filled with sweet spring water.
He could clearly see a brand-new body, brimming with vigorous life and tremendous power, rapidly taking shape.
Its meridians were as broad as great rivers, more than capable of carrying the circulation of even more violent forces.
Even the eyes that had been permanently blinded by the backlash of his Dao wounds began to form new, deeper pupils within the reborn flesh!
More importantly, this newly formed body possessed a degree of compatibility with his path of Nirvana that had never existed before.
It was as if this body had been born specifically to bear the true meaning of Nirvana—a vessel of perfection.
After a moment, the radiance faded.
A tall, powerfully built body with well-defined muscles now stood fully formed, emanating a mighty aura of life and a faint Dao resonance of Nirvana.
Xing Tian’ao instinctively clenched his fists, feeling a strength at his fingertips that seemed capable of crushing mountains. Vast spiritual power surged through his body like a mighty river, and indescribable excitement welled up in his heart.
Powerful!
He had never been this powerful before!
He even felt that this newly reborn body was several times more perfect and resilient than his physical body at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, before he underwent the tribulation.
Moreover, his soul and body now fit together flawlessly, without the slightest trace of discord.
This was nothing short of a complete rebirth!
“Thank you, Senior, for granting me a new life!”
Xing Tian’ao bowed deeply in gratitude, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
This new body allowed him to see boundless possibilities. It also filled him with even greater awe of Gu Changge’s methods.
Gu Changge nodded slightly. His gaze seemed to pierce through the barriers of the minor world and settle upon the Xuanhuang Great World outside.
“Your physical body has been formed, and your Dao foundation has been stabilized. However, to become a Great Emperor of this world, you must first receive the acknowledgment of this world’s Heavenly Dao and undergo the baptism of the Emperor Tribulation. Only then will the process be complete.”
His tone remained as calm as ever.
“Later, the Xuanhuang Will will reopen the Emperor Tribulation for you. You will still have to cross it yourself.”
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."
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
