The group admins in the human resources chat groups were all quite sensible, and Chen Yi felt rather pleased.
While the Lingxiao Treasure Vault was important, what mattered even more was talent!
Excluding the deleted Group Six and Group Ninety-Eight, the remaining 118 groups had lost over a thousand members due to Lingxiao’s reckless meddling, leaving 4,821 members.
That meant 4,821 worlds with ascension qualifications!
Lingxiao had no interest in underdeveloped worlds—after all, what he wanted were capable warriors, not resource-draining deadweights!
Chen Yi shared the same sentiment.
No one could deny that low-tier worlds might hide a few hidden dragons, but most were just small fry with locked potential.
Digging for gold in a trash heap was far less efficient than refining iron from a mine!
Repeated tempering turns iron into steel, and steel into workhorses—Purple Star was severely understaffed.
"Whew—crisis averted. Time to bring everyone back!"
Chen Yi’s true form let out a long exhale before reaching into the chaotic void currents to retrieve his chat group avatar, the True Immortal-grade Heavenly Dao essence borrowed from the Azure Cloud Continent, one True Immortal, eighteen Pseudo-Immortals, and forty-five newly ascended Tribulation Transcenders from the Purple Star Continent.
Oh, and Mu Chen, who had been left blowing in the void’s cold winds for months.
The moment he emerged and felt the warmth of the light, Mu Chen’s nose twitched, and he immediately burst into loud, ugly sobs:
"Ah—this familiar earth, this vibrant soil! I’m back, I’m finally back! Waaah—!"
Life in the void currents had been miserable.
He had barely broken through to the Unity Realm in the Illusory Dream Secret Realm, hadn’t even had time to savor it, before Brother Yi heartlessly tossed him into the void.
And what was the void?
The seam between dimensions, the buffer between reality and nothingness—no light, no warmth, just the violent torrents of the void howling past. If not for hiding behind Brother Yi’s avatar, the raging winds would have stripped the flesh from his bones, grinding him to dust in an instant...
Living in constant fear, unable to do anything but endure the endless darkness and cold—each second felt like a year. If not for the chat group where he could at least shoot the breeze with his buddies, he would’ve lost his mind!
It was bitter. So, so bitter...
"There, there," Chen Yi consoled him. "The situation’s been resolved. Nothing like this will happen again. Little Mu, you’ve reached the Unity Realm now, and your soul and body are fairly stable. So, I’m thinking of giving you some responsibilities. Which department would you like to intern in?"
"Waaah—... Huh?" Mu Chen’s wailing cut off abruptly, his eyes widening in shock. "Brother, are you serious? Me? An internship?"
Having often been at Chen Yi’s side, he knew exactly what "department internship" meant.
But...
Wasn’t that something only for those who had broken through to the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, whose souls had undergone transformation to withstand the Heavenly Dao’s aura without being assimilated?
I just entered the Unity Realm!
Intern my ass!
To put it bluntly—I’m not even "of age" yet, and you’re already putting me to work?
This is child labor, Brother Yi!
Well, fine, Brother Yi surely had some trick up his sleeve to fast-track him in. But still...
I just got out of solitary confinement! Months of cold winds, loneliness, and misery—I finally return, and you won’t even let me rest before throwing me into work?
"I don’t wanna, I refuse..." Mu Chen whined, giving Chen Yi the most pitiful puppy-dog eyes. "Brother, please just let me rest. I’m exhausted—I just want to collapse somewhere and sleep for days, not think about anything..."
"Really don’t want to?" Chen Yi smiled kindly. "The Purple Star Continent is about to ascend to the True Immortal grade. Once I finish handling some affairs, I’ll be heading to Lin Yuyu’s world for research—introducing the Divine Incarnation System to establish grassroots governance and fully refine the deity promotion framework. Times are changing, and official positions are limited. If you don’t get in early to learn the ropes, you’ll have to start from the bottom later."
"I’ll do it! I was born to intern!" Mu Chen’s eyes instantly cleared, his voice full of vigor. "Aiyo, Brother Yi, this little brother was being foolish! I failed to grasp your profound intentions right away. Don’t worry—I’ll work hard and won’t let you down!"
Truth be told, Mu Chen had always thought Fang Zheng and Gu Yuan were nothing special. So what if they had talent? So what if they knew how to butter people up? I’ve got the home-court advantage!
But now, Brother Yi was practically stuffing the opportunity into his mouth, and he still didn’t get it—even needed an explanation. If it were Fang Zheng or Gu Yuan, they’d have jumped at it immediately!
Even the clumsy copycat Xiao Chunan wouldn’t have been this dense!
If not for the fact that he’d suffered plenty under Brother Yi’s wing—no credit for merit, but at least credit for toil—he might’ve missed this chance for advancement entirely!
Clearly, he needed to learn a thing or two from Fang Zheng and Gu Yuan. He didn’t need to master it—just enough to recognize an opportunity when it slapped him in the face!
"Mm. Which department do you want to intern in?" Chen Yi nodded slightly, flicking his wrist to unfurl the Heavenly Dao Divine Scroll.
The Lightning Division, Thunderstorm Division, Five Thunder Court, Fate and Rebirth Division, Death and Reversal Division, Four Seas Hall, Celestial River Transport Division, Forge Division, Earth Veil Inspection Bureau, Nether Division, Cycle Hall...
Mu Chen’s eyes spun at the overwhelming options. At a loss, he blurted, "I’ll follow your arrangements! I’m a brick—place me wherever I’m needed!"
Chen Yi chuckled. "You can visit the departments first and decide later. No rush."
"Thank you, Brother Yi! I’ll give it serious thought!" Mu Chen’s gaze burned with newfound motivation.
Just then—
Sensing the Divine Scroll’s activation, the Purple Star Heavenly Dao swiftly descended, gently knocking on the sealed gates of the Illusory Star Grotto.
"Little Yi? Are you done with your seclusion? I sensed a lot of foreign auras—are those forty-five brutes alright? What happened in there? Can I come in?"
"Tsk, this greedy kitten’s nose just keeps getting sharper." Chen Yi shook his head with a laugh and opened the gates.
Whoosh—
In a flash, a vast Heavenly Dao presence flooded into the Illusory Star Grotto.
After confirming that its forty-five "brats" were unharmed, the Purple Star Heavenly Dao relaxed before curiously poking at the unconscious Azure Cloud cultivators.
"Little Yi, where’d you snatch these outsiders from? They’re not bad—sleeping so soundly too. Why’d you bring them here?"
Chen Yi smirked. "Playing dumb, are we?"
The Purple Star Heavenly Dao was benevolent, but it wasn’t stupid.
These Azure Cloud cultivators had rock-solid foundations, faintly exuding the aura of True Immortal-grade Heavenly Dao essence!
With a nose that sharp, how could it not smell that?
It was just waiting for Chen Yi to speak first—too polite to ask outright.
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?"
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...
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?"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
