In an unknown era of ancient history...
The woodcutter Ling Xiao lived to the age of ninety-eight before finally passing away, ceremoniously buried by his filial descendants in a feng shui treasure site atop the verdant mountains.
A life’s journey completed, reduced to withered bones—through the cycles of cold and heat, all that remained in the end was a handful of yellow earth.
Yet, astonishingly, though he had been nothing more than a mere mortal in life, his corpse remained uncorrupted even two decades after death. Instead, it grew increasingly youthful—the ashen-gray death spots faded slowly, his silver-white roots of hair darkened entirely to jet black, and his withered, wrinkled skin smoothed out as if pressed by an iron, even taking on an eerie, baby-like rosy glow...
"Hah—"
A turbid breath suddenly escaped the lifeless corpse within the coffin.
Ling Xiao slowly opened his eyes, a glint of golden light shooting out, instantly sealing the entire coffin shut!
Without even bothering to feign restraint, he raised a hand and flicked his fingers, conjuring a luminous screen above the coffin lid.
Soon, the screen displayed a scene—none other than the twisted, convulsing, shadowy figure of a little golden dragon, accompanied by a flurry of chat messages.
With just one glance, he knew: Wuji had meddled in this affair!
"Heh... You actually dared to come?"
"Trash who can’t even open the Immortal Gate—do you really think scratching an itch through boots will reach the sore spot?"
"I ruled the Nine Great Epochs of Heaven and Earth and still couldn’t suppress the variables. What makes you think you can defy fate?!"
"Now that I’m entangled with variables, don’t expect to walk away unscathed!"
His gaze darkened. With a single thought, he traversed the endless river of time and instantly activated the fragmented will imprinted upon the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk.
Bzzzt—!
In an instant, the Heaven-Earth Wuji Cosmos Seal—which had confined one-third of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk—began to tremble violently!
"What the—?!"
Chen Yi was stunned.
Why was this seal, perfectly stable just moments ago, suddenly on the verge of collapse?!
He’d only secretly siphoned a bit of high-grade energy—nothing substantial enough to damage its foundation—so how could it be crumbling now?!
What was Ling Xiao doing?!
Was he failing?!
No—
He was deliberately withdrawing his power!
What did this mean?!
Chen Yi’s supercomputer-like brain whirred into overdrive.
"First, Ling Xiao suddenly lets loose. Then, the little golden dragon gets tainted by something foul. Now, Ling Xiao pulls this insane move... So..."
"He’s trying to send me a message?!"
"Has Wuji descended to investigate?!"
"How is Ling Xiao this reckless?!"
"Isn’t he afraid Wuji will seize this as leverage?!"
"Damn it—I’ve been dragged into his game!"
Realization struck. Chen Yi’s pupils constricted.
Watching the Heaven-Earth Wuji Cosmos Seal continue to crumble on the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, he could no longer pretend ignorance. His split consciousness lunged forward and elbowed Ling Xiao’s will!
"If you want to gamble with your life, don’t drag me into it. Farewell!"
Without hesitation, before Ling Xiao could fully dump the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk onto him, Chen Yi violently withdrew his presence!
When it came to fleeing, he was dead serious.
If he wanted to leave, no one could stop him!
He even had enough leeway to snatch a few Demon-Slaying Trial Grounds, Exorcism Dungeon Realms, and thirty-six chat groups on his way out!
That said, he didn’t dare touch Ling Xiao’s treasury—that thing was a hot potato. Whoever took it would regret it!
Honestly, this move was something he’d learned from that idiot dragon. If it hadn’t recklessly exposed a fatal flaw, he’d have never found a way to deal with the stubborn Primordial Chaos Creation Disk!
Meanwhile, Ling Xiao was momentarily dazed.
That little freak was too fast—slippery as an eel! He’d tried to hold him back, but in the end, it was futile. He could only watch helplessly as Chen Yi vanished completely from sight.
After a brief silence, Ling Xiao’s will condensed into his divine avatar, calmly observing the disintegrating Heaven-Earth Wuji Cosmos Seal on the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk.
"Heh... That little freak reacted faster than I expected. Definitely sharper than ‘Wu’!"
"But it doesn’t matter. Severing ties to survive won’t save you. As long as a shred of your split consciousness remains under the Heaven-Earth Wuji Cosmos Seal, you can’t escape!"
"Wuji, I hope you enjoy this little gift I’ve prepared for— Hm?!"
Before he could finish, Ling Xiao’s avatar shuddered violently, his gaze locking onto the void beneath the seal in disbelief.
"How is this possible?!"
"Where’s that freak’s split consciousness?!"
"When did it silently carve away a chunk of my Primordial Chaos Creation Disk?!"
"How did it pull this off right under my nose?!"
"And it even digested thirty percent of Wuji’s Dao traces while I wasn’t looking?!"
"No... This can’t be real!!!"
Ling Xiao was utterly unhinged.
Without that little freak, how could he oppose Wuji?!
Wuji feared variables—but it had zero fear of him!
Damn it all! He’d underestimated that little monster. Not only was it smarter than ‘Wu,’ it was more tenacious, more unhinged!
Now, not only was the internal threat unresolved, but he’d also drawn the attention of a greater enemy. The situation had spiraled completely out of control!!!
Hah—
Enough. Time to go.
A former Immortal Emperor couldn’t afford to panic. Ling Xiao swiftly regained his composure, channeled the remaining fifty-five percent of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, and hurled the unsealed Wuji Dao traces outward. After erasing all traces of his presence, he vanished without a trace!
The Primordial Chaos Creation Disk was a Great Dao Treasure—even incomplete, it was still a Great Dao Treasure!
Though a tool spirit could unlock its full functions, it was still limited by its own nature, incapable of unleashing its true might.
Only Ling Xiao, after millennia of mastery, could push the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk to its peak!
If not for his carelessness in sending the tool spirit—along with a fifth of the disk’s fragments—straight to Wuji, there was no way Wuji could’ve found him, no matter what methods he used!
But now that the tool spirit had been exposed and influenced, it was only a matter of time before Wuji tracked him down.
Before that happened, though, Ling Xiao needed to deal with that little freak. Only by reclaiming the other third of the fragments could he reassemble the disk, lock onto the remaining fifty-five percent in his possession, and then locate him!
Only when the little freak was cornered would he yield, surrendering the treasury, severing his own Dao foundation, and trading it all for a sliver of survival!
So, little freak—hold the line! Wuji wouldn’t dare open the Immortal Gate to descend. Stand your ground! Don’t you dare back down!
"Dammit, Ling Xiao, what kind of suicidal lunatic are you?!"
Chen Yi was fuming.
This time, the losses were catastrophic!
He could’ve quietly absorbed all the chat groups, but in the end, he’d only managed to grab thirty-six!
And now, the little golden dragon—the designated Emissary of the Violet Heaven Immortal Realm—was gone. Without its meticulous expertise, who could oversee the ascension of all realms to the Violet Heaven Immortal Realm?
Chen Yi could barely fill in, but he couldn’t do it indefinitely!
Goddammit! Stupid Ling Xiao!!!
"Um... Senior, you seem... quite agitated. But there’s something important I need to discuss. Should I... speak?"
At that moment, Xu Jinghong—clutching the statue of Xiuzhi—hesitantly spoke up.
Hearing this, Chen Yi forcibly suppressed his frustration and replied coldly:
"Speak."
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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.
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