In truth, the Divine Land now stands at the edge of a cliff.
It yearns to soar, yet cannot take flight—its resplendent brocade robes weigh too heavily upon it. It longs to turn back, yet the path up the mountain is treacherous, and those lavish robes are far too cumbersome. A single misstep would send it tumbling into the abyss below.
As for shedding those robes?
That’s even less of an option. The winds at the summit are fierce, the cold biting. Without its garments, it would freeze to death in moments.
So, trapped between a rock and a hard place, what is it to do?
The Divine Land’s Heavenly Dao has chosen to play the turtle, retreating into its shell. By doing nothing, it believes it can avoid all mistakes. And so it sits alone at the cliff’s edge, wrapped tightly in its finery, enduring the bitter gales.
Chen Yi had initially assumed it was simply helpless, frozen in place. He even made it clear that he could lend a hand—build a ladder to guide it safely down from the peak, back to warmth and comfort. Only then could it shed those useless robes, lighten its burden, and seize the sliver of hope to take flight.
Yet to his surprise, it ignored his outstretched hand entirely. Still swaddled in its gaudy attire, it stubbornly refused to undress, even shooing him away lest he disturb its frigid meditation...
How could Chen Yi not be disappointed?
Heaven’s wrath can be survived, but self-inflicted ruin is beyond saving!
No amount of good advice can save those hellbent on destruction!
And so, he’s done trying.
Some fools only learn through pain!
Since it refuses the toast, it’ll have to endure the penalty. The Divine Land is too precious a cradle for talent to be squandered by its whims.
But before resorting to force, he’ll have it optimize the foundational laws of the Faith Deity System. That way, when it inevitably resists and slacks off, he won’t have to step in personally.
With a sigh, Chen Yi murmurs, “Fine. Handle your own affairs as you see fit. I’ll interfere no more.”
As he speaks, he retrieves the research summaries compiled by Gu Yuan, Fang Zheng, and the others.
“The Faith System’s operational laws—revise them according to these proposals. Do it well, and I’ll leave. Do it poorly, and you’ll keep at it indefinitely.”
Hearing this, the Divine Land’s Heavenly Dao immediately begins reviewing the documents, eager to send this calamitous nuisance packing!
[Optimization Suggestions for Faith System Services: Public Oversight Mechanisms – Researcher Gu Yuan]
[Upgrades and Improvements for Core Functions of the Faith Deity Path – Researcher Fang Zheng]
[Analyzing the Faith Deity Path’s Weaknesses: Maximizing Efficiency and Benefits – Researcher Xiao Chunan]
[Thoughts on Promotion Mechanisms for Faith Deities – Researcher Lin Yuyu]
[Reform Proposals for Faith-Based Cultivation Methods – Deputy Team Leader Ye Wuchen]
Oh, wonderful. A complete overhaul of the Faith Deity Path. I’ll remember you five.
The Heavenly Dao feels a headache coming on—this workload is no joke.
Still, as the apex Heavenly Dao of the True Immortal-grade worlds, it may be lazy, but it’s no pushover!
Rewriting the logic of the law system’s operations? Child’s play. A few moments’ work, a quick review, and this troublemaker can scram!
“Hmm. The overall framework is decent, but certain aspects could use refinement. Tweak it further.”
Heavenly Dao: ???
Wait, did you even look properly before demanding changes?
This follows your five subordinates’ requests to the letter!
“Oh? You have objections?”
“Ahaha, perish the thought! I’ll get right on it!”
Another few moments pass.
“The foundation is serviceable, but still falls short of my expectations.”
Heavenly Dao: ......
What exactly is the problem?
Just spell it out!
Are you messing with me?
Fine, I’ll change it!
While Chen Yi busies himself schooling the Heavenly Dao, the trial nears its conclusion.
After confessing his crimes, the former fifth-rank River God of Lingyuan River—now stripped of his divine rank—seems oddly at peace, his once-dim eyes now clear.
“Ever since I was young, I dreamed of becoming a River God,” he admits. “Though I wasn’t born of water, who says one must swim to govern a river?”
“Prejudice is a mountain in the hearts of men. Can a bear truly never be a River God?”
“So, to achieve my dream faster, I didn’t bother accumulating merit. Instead, I gathered treasures, leveraged my uncle the Sun Touring God’s connections, and bribed the Taiji Immortal Elder to fast-track my promotion.”
“Let my downfall be a lesson to all—the heavens’ justice is inescapable!”
Beside him, the second-rank Sun Touring God offers a bitter smile.
“Sometimes I wonder—how high must one climb before it’s enough? If only I’d known my place sooner. Had my old superior not plucked me from obscurity, I might still be a carefree mountain spirit. Not that there’s anything wrong with that... but the Sun Touring God’s duties felt like boundless freedom.”
“Let this end with me. The fault is mine alone. My old superior knew nothing—I’ve only shamed him.”
SLAM!
From the plaintiffs’ bench, Chief Investigator Ye Wuchen slams the table and rises.
“You expect us to believe he knew nothing? Chunan! Bring forth the God of Judicial Law!”
Gasps ripple through the chamber.
A second-rank deity wasn’t the end? There’s more?!
The God of Judicial Law—one of the Celestial Palace’s thirteen highest-ranked leaders, ninth among the first-rank divinities!
How many more shocks can this humble Jiangbei Investigation Bureau deliver?
And why has the Central Celestial Palace remained silent?
Soon, the disheveled God of Judicial Law is hauled in, his power sealed by astral shackles, dangling from Xiao Chunan’s grip like a plucked chicken.
Why hasn’t the Celestial Palace spoken up?
How could it, when it no longer exists?
Ye Wuchen doesn’t joke around—he fights.
With Chen Yi shielding him from the Heavenly Dao’s pressure, he single-handedly dismantled that rotten edifice!
From Hanxi Mountain to the Southern Gate, then elbow-first through the Divine Land’s Celestial Court, he carved through all thirteen first-rank gods without blinking!
A victim himself, he fears violence—which is why he metes it out. His first entry into the Divine Land’s Celestial Free Combat Tournament earned him the championship!
But more importantly, Chen Yi needs laborers to develop the Ziwei Immortal Realm. How could he not share the burden?
And as the Ziwei Realm’s soon-to-be God of Wealth, what better housewarming gift than these thirteen?
Not a single one shall be spared!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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