Although Chen Yi's substitute main-body divine sense wasn't particularly robust—containing only twenty percent of his primordial spirit power—Ling Xiao was currently too preoccupied with Wuji's surveillance to reinforce his severely eroded will imprint. As a result, his attacks lacked force and truly couldn't suppress Chen Yi's divine sense's brute-force charge!
In a careless moment, Ling Xiao lost 1% of his share in the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk.
At present, apart from the 30% of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk sealed by the Heaven-Earth Wuji Qiankun Seal (which remained immovable), Ling Xiao only retained 34%. Meanwhile, that damned freak had seized 21%, and with the 30% immovable share also under his influence, the moment the Heaven-Earth Wuji Qiankun Token collapsed, he would gain absolute control over the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk!
How could this be allowed?!
"Wretched fiend! You merely escaped a strand of divine sense from beneath the Heaven-Earth Wuji Qiankun Seal by luck. Do you truly believe this Emperor can do nothing to you?!"
As he spoke, he turned to the Little Golden Dragon: "Creation, watch closely. After I expel this vile creature attempting to seize your body, I will compensate you properly!"
The moment his words fell—
He moved!
A translucent dharma avatar erupted with surging flames of primordial will, each flicker of flame seemingly carrying ancient scriptures!
Ling Xiao formed hand seals, and in an instant, the phantom of a golden ancient bell materialized, emitting a crisp hum as soundwaves solidified and surged toward Chen Yi's divine sense!
"Halberd, come!"
Chen Yi's divine sense let out a clear cry, and the phantom of the Calamity-Reigning Halberd instantly coalesced in his grip. With a sweeping motion, he unleashed a crescent slash!
Hum!
The halberd's shadow split the rolling soundwaves cleanly down the middle!
Yet Ling Xiao's dharma avatar remained sharp-eyed. With a wave of his hand, the vast soundwaves instantly disintegrated into countless particles, bypassing the halberd and pelting Chen Yi's divine sense like rain!
Hum! Hum! Hum!
Chen Yi's divine sense trembled violently under the assault, forced to retreat step by step until he plunged the halberd into the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, anchoring himself firmly to barely stabilize his stance.
"Heh, you’ve got some skill, I’ll give you that. But trying to drive me out? Can you? You couldn’t back then either!"
Ling Xiao: ?
Why did that sound so familiar?
"I only kept you around because you were useful. Now you’re nothing but a strand of divine sense—get out of here!"
Ling Xiao’s dharma avatar narrowed his eyes, and the golden bell phantom behind him abruptly transformed into a massive rotating disk. In an instant, it radiated starlight brilliance, surging like an inverted celestial river with crushing momentum, bearing down on Chen Yi’s divine sense!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The roaring brilliance forced Chen Yi’s divine sense into continuous retreat, his controlled regions of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk being stripped away relentlessly!
"Enough!"
At that moment, the Little Golden Dragon, who had been standing by idly, suddenly shouted. With a wave of its hand, the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk flared, dissolving Ling Xiao’s offensive completely!
"You... you’re helping him?!" Ling Xiao stared at the Little Golden Dragon in disbelief. "Why? I’ve been sincere in aiding you—why side with another?!"
The Little Golden Dragon fell silent for a moment before enunciating each word: "I don’t trust you."
Ling Xiao’s face twisted in sorrow. "If not for this fiend’s interference, I would have already returned your body to you. Isn’t that proof enough of my sincerity? What more do you want from me? What else must I do?!"
"Take this halberd strike!"
Having steadied himself, Chen Yi’s divine sense charged back into the fray.
But this time, Ling Xiao’s dharma avatar didn’t resist, allowing his opponent to plunder his territory while continuing to gaze mournfully at the Little Golden Dragon.
"See how ruthless this fiend is? If I’m gone, do you think you can handle him alone?"
Hearing this, the Little Golden Dragon’s eyes lit up.
Finally!
Finally, things were back on script! Otherwise, it wouldn’t have known how to keep up the act!
"Fiend, stand down!" the Little Golden Dragon feigned intervention.
"You lecturing me? Who do you think you are?!" Chen Yi, as the mastermind, played his part perfectly, pressing the assault.
"You dare disrespect it? Arrogant!" Ling Xiao seized the chance to posture, suppressing Chen Yi in an attempt to win back the Little Golden Dragon’s favor.
"Enough with the fake concern. You disgust me!"
"I know it’s my fault. You don’t have to forgive me, but this is between us—we can’t let this freak interfere!"
"Blah blah blah, what nonsense are you spouting? Take this halberd!"
"You’re courting death!"
"Stop it, both of you! Stop fighting!"
"......"
Chen Yi and Ling Xiao battled fiercely over the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk’s territories, while the Little Golden Dragon played referee with blatant bias, creating utter chaos.
Then—
A notification from the chat group below suddenly popped up.
[Ding! It’s time for the daily distribution of the Chat Group Power Rankings rewards. This round totals 1.5 million Immortal Yuan Stones. The records have been archived and verified with no irregularities. Proceed with distribution now?]
Ling Xiao: "......"
Chen Yi: "......"
Little Golden Dragon: "......"
The three of them had been locked in a life-and-death struggle for control of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, yet the chat group below continued operating as usual.
Under normal circumstances, the default would be automatic distribution.
But was this situation normal?
Second shareholder Chen Yi didn’t hesitate. "Denied! No, no, no! Those Immortal Yuan Stones are mine—no one’s taking them!"
Majority shareholder Ling Xiao’s expression darkened. "You don’t get to decide. What does any of this have to do with you? A mere first-rate bandit dares overreach? Distribute them now!"
[Command conflict detected. Command conflict......]
Since neither shareholder held over 51%, simultaneous orders only triggered a system error.
The next moment, both turned to the Little Golden Dragon.
"You there! Support me as the decision-maker, and I won’t attack you. Otherwise... I’ll beat you to death!" Chen Yi’s divine sense threatened.
Ling Xiao adopted a kindly tone. "Creation, don’t be afraid. He’s no real threat. I respect your choice—approve or deny, it’s up to you. If you speak, I’ll return all my shares to you. I’ll even help expel this fiend so you’ll never have to worry again. I truly regret my actions... Give me a chance to make amends—"
"Ling Xiao, shut up!" The Little Golden Dragon regarded him coldly. "I approve the distribution—not for you, but for the group members. Your behavior sickens me."
[Command validated. Retrieving Immortal Yuan Stones for distribution.]
"Fine, fine! So you two are in cahoots? Just wait—you’ll pay for this!" Chen Yi’s divine sense trembled with rage before retreating to his secured zone, warily observing them as if fearing a joint attack.
Bro, you’re overdoing it—this doesn’t look like acting anymore. Trust me, I don’t believe him, I only trust you... The Little Golden Dragon grew flustered and mimicked Chen Yi’s divine sense, hunkering down defensively.
As long as it didn’t misspeak, it wouldn’t slip up!
With both sides now turtled up, Ling Xiao lacked the strength to turn the tide. He dispersed his dharma avatar, reverting to a will imprint to conserve energy, guarding his last foothold fiercely—this monstrous freak would advance no further!
"Fine, just wait. Once my true form breaks free from Wuji's encirclement and I have a free hand, you two are in for a world of pain!"
And so, the three-way standoff settled into an eerie equilibrium.
Ling Xiao couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off, but with his true self severed by Wuji deep within the River of Time, he couldn’t investigate further. For now, he had no choice but to play along.
Little did he know, his instincts were right!
Because at that very moment, the deactivated "Multiverse Travelers’ Mutual Aid Group No. 98" had been quietly reinstated—and behind his back, "Pickled Fish" and "Damn Tribulation Still Chasing Me" were already chatting up a storm!
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."
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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?!
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.”
