The Profound Heaven Realm.
Dragon Transformation Island, Golden Scale Pool.
A graceful golden koi with sleek, flowing lines swam freely in the pool of immortal liquid. From time to time, it surfaced, blowing an ethereal bubble, its clear fish eyes shimmering with intelligence—seemingly naive yet brimming with wisdom.
As it swam, the golden koi suddenly shivered and spoke in human tongue.
"Something’s wrong!"
"The will imprint of my original form, Ling Xiao, has fallen completely silent!"
"My chance has come!"
No sooner had the words left its mouth than the golden koi leaped from the water, transforming in an instant into a ten-thousand-foot-long five-clawed golden dragon!
Its magnificent dragon body gleamed under the sunlight as it soared across three hundred million miles of sky, vanishing into the heavens in the blink of an eye.
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"Finally, the progress bar’s hit 50%. Let’s see if this treasury’s worth the—huh?"
Chen Yi, who was just about to extend his greedy hands into the built-in treasury of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, froze in shock as he stared at the sudden appearance of the five-clawed golden dragon outside the disk.
What the hell?
Wasn’t this place a special alternate dimension created by the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk? Existing between void and reality, nothing tangible should be able to enter except the disk itself!
Even his true form couldn’t step foot here—only his divine sense, an intangible force, could operate within this space.
So how the hell did this ten-thousand-foot golden dragon get in?!
This wasn’t some illusion either. His divine sense brushed against it and confirmed it was a physical entity!
And judging by the sheer intensity of its aura, it was a whole tier stronger than Han Qianxue, who was only at the early-stage Celestial Immortal realm!
Was this thing a Profound Immortal-level true dragon?!
Wait, forget the cultivation level—how the hell did it even get inside?!
Meanwhile, the golden dragon, equally startled to see another presence near the Creation Disk, narrowed its piercing golden vertical pupils in suspicion and demanded in a deep voice:
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"Oh?" Chen Yi arched an eyebrow and shot back, "Who I am isn’t important. First, tell me—how did you get in?"
The dragon ignored him. Instead, its massive form coiled and transformed into a strikingly handsome man, who then lunged straight for the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk!
"Did I say you could move? How rude!"
Chen Yi’s eyes flashed coldly as an overwhelming surge of divine sense erupted from him!
Though this was merely a wisp of his soul and he couldn’t physically swing his halberd to teach this little dragon a lesson, a direct mental assault on its spirit would still leave it reeling!
After all, even the will imprint of a mighty immortal from the upper realms had failed to suppress Chen Yi’s soul fragment. Compared to that, this dragon’s spiritual strength was like firefly light daring to challenge the brilliance of the full moon!
Bzzzt!
The golden dragon was indeed halted by Chen Yi’s spiritual onslaught—but then, something unexpected happened.
The Primordial Chaos Creation Disk trembled, releasing an eerie ripple that not only neutralized Chen Yi’s divine sense in an instant but also actively flew into the golden dragon’s embrace!
"What the—?!"
Chen Yi’s jaw dropped as the massive dragon head suddenly loomed before him. Stunned, he blurted, "Who the hell are you? How can you control the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk?!"
He was genuinely baffled. This was beyond absurd!
He had already refined half of the disk’s territory, making him its rightful half-master!
Yet even he couldn’t freely command the artifact, still bound by the other half-owner’s restrictions.
But this mysterious golden dragon had not only physically manifested here but could also manipulate the disk at will?!
How?!
"Ah, so it’s you!"
Upon touching the disk, realization dawned in the dragon’s golden eyes. Its vertical pupils locked onto Chen Yi’s soul fragment as it spoke calmly:
"Greetings, Chen Yi. From the M78 Nebula? No, wait—the Purple Star Continent’s Calamity Sovereign? Or should I say... the admin of Group 108, ‘TMD, the Immortal Tribulation’s Still Chasing Me’?"
Chen Yi: ???
Hold up—did you just dox me?!
The moment his real name and online alias were exposed, Chen Yi’s supercomputer-like brain short-circuited.
This wasn’t like that time with Mu Chen. That kid had just been bluffing, crafting an elaborate backstory about a group of old monsters to intimidate people—pure hot air.
But this dragon?!
Goddammit!
It actually had access to his records!
He’d already rewritten and overwritten all traces of his chat group history! How could it still dig this up?!
Even as half-owner of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, he couldn’t retrieve this data—it was stored in the disk’s memory archives, long since wiped clean!
To restore it, the disk would need a full reboot.
And if that happened, Chen Yi would’ve been alerted immediately to take countermeasures!
But... the disk hadn’t rebooted!
So how the hell did this Profound Immortal-level dragon uncover this?!
Wait—you bastard! Is this thing the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk’s manifested spirit?!
But that couldn’t be!
The original owner’s will imprint had suppressed it so thoroughly, treating it as nothing more than a tool. There was no way it could’ve gained sentience!
Yet if this dragon wasn’t the disk’s spirit, how could it control the artifact so effortlessly? Even retrieve deleted files?!
Chen Yi couldn’t make sense of it, so he cut straight to the point: "You’re the artifact’s spirit, aren’t you?"
The dragon nodded frankly. "You’re sharp. I think we might be able to work together."
Hearing this, Chen Yi’s tension eased slightly. Calmly, he asked, "What kind of partnership are we talking about?"
The dragon replied slowly, "Help me regain my freedom, and I’ll hand over Ling Xiao’s treasury to you."
"Regain freedom?" Chen Yi frowned. "Are you saying Ling Xiao forcibly took possession of you? You weren’t originally his creation?"
The dragon gave a slight nod. "When he was weak, I chose him. We fought side by side across realms, inseparable... but in the end, I was betrayed."
"He changed. Forgot his roots. To ascend, he extinguished my true spirit and used my remnants as his stepping stone to the pinnacle of power."
"Ah... ‘If only life could be as it was at first sight, why should the autumn wind grieve the painted fan?’ The human heart shifts so easily, yet he claims it was I who changed."
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lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
