Facing a ruthless and vicious outlaw, with no means of counterattack, the optimal choice to avoid greater losses is to calmly sit down and negotiate.
The Azure Heaven Dao was, of course, rational. It quickly suppressed its turbulent origin, dispersing the net of azure heavenly lightning and calming the overwhelming fluctuations of its laws, reverting to its feeble, pseudo-immortal-level aura.
"State your demands. As long as you release the Young Mistress, anything can be arranged!" The Azure Heaven Dao coldly stared at the faintly visible shadowy figure.
"Don't rush!" Chen Yi, watching the Azure Heaven Dao expertly disguise itself, was immediately intrigued. "First, answer me—why pretend to be such a weak, cowardly fool? Is there a reason?"
"Before you release the Young Mistress, I have the right to remain silent," the Azure Heaven Dao replied firmly.
"You have no choice!" Chen Yi’s tone was equally unyielding.
After a moment of silence, the Azure Heaven Dao wisely answered: "Disguising myself is for self-preservation. The Myriad Realms are like a dark forest, teeming with countless thieves. Only the mighty Upper Realms shine like the sun. If the Azure Cloud Continent stands out too much, it will only attract more covetous eyes!"
"Hmm?" Chen Yi was puzzled and asked bluntly, "So it’s not fear of suppression from the Upper Realms? And what are these thieves you speak of? The Abyssal Fiends?"
"I’ve already answered one question. Now, I need confirmation that the Young Mistress is unharmed. Otherwise, I refuse to respond!" The Azure Heaven Dao lowered its demands but grew even more resolute.
"Relax, she’s just asleep. But if you keep refusing to cooperate, your Young Mistress will suffer dearly!" Chen Yi’s calm voice carried a cruel edge.
Han Qianxue absolutely could not emerge from the isolation pouch right now—not only was the Azure Heaven Dao agitated, but the Chat Group was also in a frenzy, even dispatching an inspection system to handle the situation!
But a performance must be thorough. Just because the inspection system was on his side didn’t mean he could act recklessly. After all, the Chat Group’s anchor point in Han Qianxue’s mind belonged to Group One, and within Group One were ten ancient beings directly overseen by the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk’s central authority!
This direct line to the highest echelons wasn’t yet under his monopoly. Until he fully researched the issues with Han Qianxue and devised countermeasures, she could not leave the isolation pouch!
Unaware of these intricacies, the Azure Heaven Dao’s celestial dome twisted in fury, its voice savage:
"You won’t even grant such a simple request? What have you done to my Young Mistress? Is she truly just asleep, or has she slept into death?!"
Chen Yi remained unperturbed. "Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. As an elder Dao, you should be able to discern the truth in my words. Stay calm, answer honestly, and it’ll be better for everyone."
The Azure Heaven Dao: ......
What could it do?
Risk mutual destruction?
But this mysterious outlaw had pierced the heavens with a single halberd strike—even if the net broke, this great fish wouldn’t die!
Even with its full strength, it couldn’t win. What else was left?
It was powerless. It was useless!
It could do nothing......
After a long struggle, the Azure Heaven Dao finally yielded: "As long as you don’t harm the Young Mistress, I’ll cooperate fully. I’ll answer every question!"
"First question: My disguise isn’t out of fear of suppression from the Upper Realms. The Upper Realms disdain suppressing those below—they rely on their superior environments and higher law thresholds to attract beings from countless lower realms willingly."
"For example, this realm’s peak can produce Celestial Immortals, but that’s its limit. To advance further would require at least three epochs of accumulation. Meanwhile, the Upper Realms need only lower an Ascension Passage to recruit this realm’s pillars effortlessly."
"The Upper Realms call themselves the homeland of immortals, making countless heroes from the lower realms fight tooth and nail to enter. But do those so-called immortals even remember their true origins?"
"Ah, but in the end, Azure Cloud’s foundation is too shallow. How could I stop them from seeking a brighter future?"
By the end, the Azure Heaven Dao’s tone was laced with bitterness—resentment, helplessness, and melancholy.
Chen Yi nodded slightly, understanding now. He pressed on: "If the Upper Realms don’t suppress you, then your disguise is to guard against these so-called thieves? Are they the Abyssal Fiends, or something else?"
The Azure Heaven Dao paused, its tone tinged with oddity: "Yes. Thieves refer to all entities that steal a world’s fortune, not just the Abyssal Fiends. Their senses are keen—once they detect a world in its prime, they latch onto it like leeches, draining its fortune to strengthen themselves and hasten its decline..."
"At first, I thought you were one of them. But now, it seems you know nothing. Who are you? What do you want with my Young Mistress?"
"No, by your definition, I am a thief!" Chen Yi dropped the act. "Your foundation is immense. Hand over half of your True Immortal-level law origin!"
A Heavenly Dao’s world-grade law origin encompasses all things—it’s fundamentally different from the law origin cultivated by individual practitioners.
If a practitioner’s law is like plucking a leaf from the tree of laws, then the Heavenly Dao is the soil that nurtures the entire tree!
The Great Dao numbers fifty, but the heavens derive only forty-nine. This "forty-nine" isn’t just a count—it’s the ultimate number, encompassing all aspects, leaving nothing out!
Thus, for a Heavenly Dao to ascend, the time and effort required far surpass that of any practitioner!
Even with the current Ziwei Heavenly Dao powered by the Flying Star Core and supported by numerous celestial officials sharing the burden, advancing from pseudo-immortal to True Immortal would take millennia at minimum!
Chen Yi couldn’t wait that long. He wasn’t a conventional man—he walked the wild path, accustomed to speed, utterly incapable of slowing down!
So, the wild path had its own methods. If the orthodox route was too slow, he’d simply "borrow" origin from well-developed worlds to nurture Ziwei. Efficient and effective!
The Azure Heaven Dao: ......
And you claim you’re not a bandit?!
Ordinary thieves at most siphon fortune, stir chaos, or devour lives—they rarely touch the foundation, lest they kill the goose that lays golden eggs.
But you, damnable outlaw, not only kidnapped Azure Cloud’s pillar but now demand its Heavenly Dao’s law origin?!
If granted, Azure Cloud would at best regress in rank—at worst, see its sun and moon dim, its heavens collapse!
But if refused, this bandit would take it by force... and who knew if it could withstand him?
Ah, damnable bandit—how damnable you are!
"Fine. I’ll give it to you. But in exchange, you must release the Young Mistress. Otherwise, I won’t yield—even if it means sinking Azure Cloud!"
The Azure Heaven Dao made the wisest choice.
Though it couldn’t resist this bandit, it could ensure he gained nothing!
Yet the moment the words fell, the dark heavens were violently torn asunder.
A sinister, eerie burst of laughter followed close behind.
"Kekekekeke..."
"So that’s why the Azure Heaven’s Dao erupted for no reason—it turns out that damned woman Han Qianxue is gone! Kekeke... Now, who’s left to stop me? Who dares to stand in my way?! I’ll feast to my heart’s content!!!"
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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."
