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!"
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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?"
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
