After listening to the Golden Dragon's account, Chen Yi summarized:
"So you're saying this Ling Xiao is a scumbag who deceived your feelings?"
Golden Dragon: "......"
After a pause, it replied gloomily, "Compared to 'scumbag,' perhaps 'heartless and ungrateful' would be more accurate. Also, isn't your focus a bit off?"
"Ling Xiao once ascended to the supreme position—he was an Immortal Emperor, a ruler of all realms. Aren't you afraid?"
Chen Yi grinned with naive honesty. "I don’t really get it. You say he’s an Immortal Emperor, a ruler of all realms, but when I messed with him, he didn’t even resist. And he seemed to be in danger too. Aren’t Immortal Emperors invincible? Can they even be in danger?"
The Golden Dragon shook its head slightly. "Isn’t it obvious? He’s not the Immortal Emperor anymore. I’d say there’s a 90% chance he’s being hunted by the new Immortal Emperor, so he’s got no time to spare."
"Oh, I see!" Chen Yi’s eyes were clear, still slightly clueless. He continued, "Then let me ask you—since Ling Xiao is a remnant of the previous regime, is he being hunted because he’s trying to stage a comeback?"
The Golden Dragon was taken aback, staring at Chen Yi’s seemingly wise yet foolish expression. "Are you stupid? If you’ve fallen from power, wouldn’t you want to climb back up? If you’ve cut the grass, wouldn’t you want to pull out the roots to be sure?"
"Ling Xiao and Wuji are sworn enemies. Before this, they coexisted peacefully only because Ling Xiao hid well and Wuji couldn’t find him. But this time, I don’t know what madness possessed Ling Xiao to act recklessly before perfecting his method of sneaking back into the Immortal Realm. Serves him right for being hunted by Wuji!"
Chen Yi nodded half-understandingly, pointing at the Heaven-Earth Wuji Cosmos Seal on the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk. "Wuji is the new Immortal Emperor, right? When I was fighting Ling Xiao’s will imprint for the treasure, I heard him say something about 'borrowing power from Wuji.' If they’re sworn enemies, how can he borrow Wuji’s strength?"
A trace of confusion flashed in the Golden Dragon’s eyes. "That’s the Primordial Chaos Creation Dao forcibly borrowing Wuji’s power. Knowing Ling Xiao, this move seems like an attempt to redirect trouble. What I don’t understand is—you’re capable, but you don’t seem like the kind of 'trouble' that could affect Immortal Emperor Wuji."
"You... are kinda looking down on me, huh..." Chen Yi sounded a little lacking in confidence.
"Eh, whatever. I’ve said all I can. Ling Xiao’s cornered by Wuji now. As long as we work together, no matter how angry he gets, he can only watch helplessly!" The Golden Dragon looked at him eagerly, coaxing, "You’ve got guts and skills—surely you’re not scared? Ling Xiao’s treasury holds the accumulated wealth of nine great eras. Even Wuji covets it!"
"Hold on, I’ve got one more question!" Chen Yi’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly calmed the impatient little dragon. "So, is the Tribulation of Immortal Ascension under Wuji’s control?"
The Golden Dragon’s eyes gleamed. "I know what you’re afraid of, but don’t be. The Tribulation of Immortal Ascension is the power of the Immortal Realm’s Heavenly Dao. But the Heavenly Dao has evolved into the Great Dao and no longer interferes directly. The rules are set by the Immortal Emperor and enforced by the Tribulation Enforcers!"
"And Wuji, to stabilize the Immortal Realm and erase Ling Xiao’s influence, decreed that no one from the lower realms may ascend. That’s why you’ve survived eighty-one Tribulations of Immortal Ascension but still can’t ascend!"
"Honestly, I’m curious. Though the Tribulation Enforcers oversee the trials, it’s the Immortal Realm’s Heavenly Dao that powers them. Under the Heavenly Dao, all beings are equal—how did you slip past its notice eighty-one times?"
Your info’s outdated—I actually escaped eighty-two times... Chen Yi kept his innocent expression. "Dunno. I just felt like I couldn’t make it, so I acted my way out, ran and ran, and somehow got away..."
The Golden Dragon shook its head. "Fine, keep your secrets. Everyone’s got them. I won’t pry. Any more questions? If not, shouldn’t we discuss the details of our cooperation? If you’re too scared, just say so—don’t keep stringing me along!"
Chen Yi hesitated, then said with pity, "Do you know why Ling Xiao could deceive you?"
The Golden Dragon tilted its head. "Why?"
After another pause, Chen Yi slowly answered, "Because... you’ve aged but never learned. You’re too dumb!"
Before the words even settled—
Chen Yi dropped the act entirely!
His divine sense instantly merged into the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, suppressing the areas he already controlled and rendering them unusable!
At the same time, strange ripples spread through the alternate dimension.
Chen Yi’s Four-Star Chaos Avatar suddenly appeared—cloaked in a concealment robe, standing atop a Heaven-Deceiving Array Disk!
Originally, this was prepared to deal with Peak Second, a late-stage Mystic Immortal. But plans changed, and the scheme was aborted before it even began. Now, it was perfect for dealing with this Golden Dragon spirit, suspected to be at the Mystic Immortal level!
In the blink of an eye, the Four-Star Chaos Avatar seized the Golden Dragon by the scruff of its neck, forcing it to reveal its true form before shrinking its thousand-zhang-long body into a finger-sized, mud-colored "loach," trapped in his palm.
Everything happened too fast—it was over in an instant!
No matter what special skills or annoying mechanics it had, once controlled, it couldn’t do a thing!
By the time the Golden Dragon realized what had happened, it was already Chen Yi’s plaything.
"Why?!"
"Why would you do this?!"
"How can your physical body be here?!"
"Can’t people just be honest with each other?!"
"I genuinely wanted to cooperate—why did you betray me like this?!!!"
The Golden Dragon broke down, slamming its head weakly against Chen Yi’s finger before collapsing limply in his palm, eyes filled with despair.
"Honestly, your physical presence here gave me the idea. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have found a way in."
Chen Yi smiled faintly, pinching the little dragon’s head.
"So all that stalling earlier... you were acting to buy time for your real body to descend?"
The Golden Dragon stared at him, utterly defeated.
"Duh." Chen Yi was shamelessly smug. "Blame yourself for being so careless. Did you really think I couldn’t enter just because this is your home? I come and go as I please. What can you do about it?"
"I’m so stupid, really... Human hearts are unfathomable! Unfathomable! So cold... I’ll never trust again..."
The Golden Dragon let out a mournful cry, turned its head away, and curled up in Chen Yi’s palm, its body trembling slightly as it secretly wiped away tears.
"Oh?" Chen Yi’s eyebrows suddenly rose. While examining the Golden Dragon, he discovered something intriguing. His voice turned stern as he barked:
"Zhao Huazhen! Or should I say... a pickled fish?!"
"What’s with that expression? That look? Those tears?!"
"You’re supposed to be the Peak Ranker—can’t even handle a little setback?"
"Only weaklings cry. Real men face adversity head-on. Are you a weakling?!"
"Answer me!"
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.
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?!
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!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
