Noon, high sun in the sky.
"Damn it, the Immortal Ascension Tribulation is still chasing me!"
Purple Star Continent, Illusory Star Cave Abode.
Chen Yi, his hair disheveled, rushed back into his training grounds. Without hesitation, he tore off his cyan-blue Daoist robe and frantically began barricading the entrance with materials designed to block divine senses.
Inside the cave abode, the lightning-warding formations carved into the walls flickered faintly, tiny arcs of electricity crackling sporadically in the air.
BOOM! RUMBLE!!!
Outside, dark clouds churned violently as a multicolored thunder dragon loomed faintly in the distant sky, circling restlessly as if it had lost track of its target, refusing to descend.
After a while...
Hearing no further movement outside, Chen Yi cautiously peeked through a narrow gap—not daring to use his divine sense, relying only on his naked eyes to observe.
Only after confirming the tribulation lightning had dispersed did he finally exhale in relief.
"Phew~~"
"Why? Just why? The Heavenly Secrets clearly foretold that the Immortal Ascension Tribulation’s limit was forty-nine bolts of Violet Heaven Divine Thunder. How, after barely surviving that, could there be an even more terrifying Chaos Tribulation Lightning?!"
"Is this just bullying an honest man?!"
Chen Yi couldn’t help but question his life choices.
This was his eighty-first failed attempt at overcoming the Immortal Ascension Tribulation.
To be fair, it wasn’t that he was weak—it was just that the tribulation had become absurdly unreasonable!
According to ancient texts, during the Ascension Era a hundred thousand years ago, the Immortal Ascension Tribulation for cultivators at the Tribulation Transcendence stage consisted of only nine ordinary heavenly thunderbolts. With a solid foundation and minimal preparation, one could pass it easily.
But for some unknown reason, starting ten thousand years ago, the tribulation had grown increasingly monstrous—not only increasing in quantity but also upgrading from ordinary heavenly thunder to Violet Heaven Divine Thunder. This left countless mighty cultivators shattered upon contact, turning ascension into a mere legend.
Chen Yi had transmigrated here eight hundred years ago, missing the golden age and lacking any cheat-like advantages. He had relied solely on sheer persistence and effort to brute-force his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage, becoming the only cultivator at this level in the entire Purple Star Continent.
Yes, the only one.
No surprise there—after all, the other old monsters at the Unity Realm were all suppressing their cultivation, refusing to advance, terrified of drawing the attention of that monstrous tribulation.
Only a reckless fool like him, who saw everyone else as mere weaklings, would charge ahead so boldly.
Until the brutal tribulation taught him humility, leaving him filled with regret.
[Transmigrator detected. You have been invited to join the Multiverse Crossers' Mutual Aid Chat Group.]
Suddenly, a notification chimed in his ears.
Chen Yi froze for a moment before his instincts screamed in alarm.
"Damn it, a heart demon’s trick!"
As a transmigrator, he was well aware of cheat-like "systems" capable of turning the impossible into reality.
But why now? Why not earlier? Why appear precisely when he was hiding from the tribulation? This had to be another underhanded tactic from the Immortal Ascension Tribulation!
"Really? Resorting to dirty tricks now? Trying to trap me in an illusion until my body and soul perish? Not a chance!"
Chen Yi steeled his mind, fortifying his consciousness, until he detected a strange speck of light lurking in an obscure corner of his sea of awareness.
"Hah! You slipped up. Eighty-one rounds, and even with this underhanded move, you still can’t kill me!"
Without hesitation, Chen Yi marshaled his immense soul power and crushed down upon it!
A moment later...
[Do you accept the invitation to join the Multiverse Crossers' Mutual Aid Chat Group?]
The notification remained clear and unchanged.
Chen Yi: "......"
"This... doesn’t seem like a heart demon’s illusion. Not sure, need to investigate further..."
After thorough examination, repeatedly confirming that the strange speck posed no threat, Chen Yi cautiously isolated a fragment of his sea of awareness—along with the speck—and refined it into an external avatar.
This way, whether it was a cheat system or something else, it wouldn’t affect his true self.
"Accept the invitation!"
The next instant, a translucent blue panel materialized before the avatar’s eyes. Controlling it through the avatar felt smooth, with no lag.
[Transmigrator identity confirmed.]
[Name: Chen Yi]
[Age: 818 years]
[Cultivation: Tribulation Transcendence]
[Combat Power: 900,000,000]
[Welcome to the Multiverse Crossers' Mutual Aid Chat Group. Please enter your display name: ___]
"Oh? Quantifying strength with numbers? Interesting..."
After a brief pause, Chen Yi casually entered a nickname.
[“TMD the Tribulation is Still Chasing Me” has joined the chat.]
[Multiverse Crossers' Mutual Aid Chat Group – Branch 108]
[Group Owner: Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World (Foundation Establishment – 8th Layer, Combat Power: 8,544)]
[Members: The God of Light is Unemployed, The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands.]
[Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World (Group Owner): Who just joined?!]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: @TMD the Tribulation is Still Chasing Me, bro, that name goes hard.]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Wait, is he actually a Tribulation Transcendence bigshot?]
Chen Yi couldn’t help but smirk—this nostalgic feeling reminded him of his carefree days on Earth, idly chatting in online groups.
Just as he was about to dive into the conversation...
[System Notification: Ding! ‘TMD the Tribulation is Still Chasing Me’ has the highest combat power in this group. Automatically promoted to Group Owner.]
[Current Group Owner: TMD the Tribulation is Still Chasing Me (Tribulation Transcendence, Combat Power: 900,000,000)]
[Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World: ???]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Holy— Bro, you’re for real?!]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: 900 MILLION combat power?! Dude, isn’t this a newbie group? Where the hell did I end up?]
[Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World: Yeah, aren’t we all fresh transmigrators? How did a bigshot sneak in? I just became group owner a few days ago—didn’t even warm the seat before getting demoted again...]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Whatever! Group Owner, look at my name—I’m so broke I’m bleeding tears. Have mercy! (Begging.jpg)]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Me too! A Tribulation Transcendence expert like you could drop crumbs and we’d feast for life...]
Chen Yi ignored them for now, his attention locked onto the group owner privileges.
Multiverse Crossers' Mutual Aid Chat Group – Owner Guidelines:
1. As Group Owner, assist fellow members within your capacity to foster a harmonious community.
2. Aiding weaker members is not charity—the system generates tasks based on their needs. Completing missions in their worlds yields rewards. Acceptance is optional.
3. If a task exceeds the group’s capability, it will be posted in the public channel for other groups to tackle. However, this lowers your group’s rank, restricting access to advanced features (e.g., Multiverse Store, spatial teleportation, artifact dismantling, soul insights...).
4. Task completion and member power growth contribute to group EXP, unlocking higher ranks.
5. Group Owner perks: Priority task selection, 50% bonus reward share, mute/remove members, etc.
"Hmm? This feels somewhat like a faction-building, level-up, and conquest-style game. I'm intrigued. Let me see what this Multiverse Store is all about."
Chen Yi stroked his chin and willed his external avatar to open the store section.
[Dao Fruit of the Immortal King: Exchange Points 99999999....[Details Expandable]]
[Chronological Alteration Disk: Exchange Points 888888......[Details Expandable]]
[Chaos Profound Origin Technique: Exchange Points 666666.....[Details Expandable]]
[Pangu's Essence Blood......[Details Expandable]]
Hiss—
Damn, these offerings are seriously tempting.
Chen Yi's heart burned with excitement.
The reason he couldn't ascend to immortality was the lack of Immortal Dao Essence to refine his mortal body into an immortal physique!
Now, if he could just exchange for some Immortal Dao Essence from the Multiverse Store, he could achieve immortality right in the mortal realm!
Screw the so-called Heavenly Tribulation—it's nothing but a !
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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?!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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!
