One heavyweight figure after another appeared at the tribunal, and the Divine Land's Heavenly Dao knew it could no longer hold onto its thirteen highest-ranking celestial deities.
For an entity as deeply rooted and profound as itself, this was a devastating blow!
But if it meant sending these calamitous visitors away, then so be it—it could still endure the loss.
"Esteemed guests from another world, this is the ninth revision of the proposal. Is there anything else you'd like adjusted?"
Once again, the Divine Land's Heavenly Dao humbly presented the foundational laws governing the operation of the Incense Divine Path system.
Chen Yi took it, scrutinized it briefly, then nodded slightly. "Not bad. After so many revisions, you must have gained quite the understanding of how to optimize the flaws in the Incense Divine Path system, right?"
Buzz—
The heavens trembled.
The Divine Land's Heavenly Dao suddenly felt an ominous premonition, as though a tremendous variable had emerged—one misstep, and it would face eternal damnation!
"Ahahaha... What do you mean by that? I’m afraid I don’t quite follow."
Chen Yi smirked. "Playing dumb, are we?"
This guy was a master at feigning ignorance—unless his hypocritical facade was torn open, he’d never come clean!
The Divine Land's Heavenly Dao immediately panicked. "Isn’t this unnecessary? I’ve given you everything you asked for. Nine revisions of the proposal, thirteen highest-ranking celestial deities handed over—isn’t that enough to prove my sincerity?"
Chen Yi shook his head slightly. No more acting—it was time to lay the cards on the table. "With your wisdom, surely you’ve guessed why I want the Incense Divine Path system. You of all beings should understand how crucial talent is to a world’s development."
Hearing this, the Divine Land's Heavenly Dao fell silent.
Of course it knew this villain’s intentions!
In this era, the gates of immortality were sealed shut, the Heavenly Tribulation suppressing all realms. With the path upward locked, the immense pressure would inevitably give rise to a figure of unparalleled brilliance—one who would rebuild the Immortal Realm!
The only question was which world would be fortunate enough to bear such a variable, ensuring its inevitable ascension.
However... if this guy thought the Divine Land would meekly submit and bleed itself dry, he’d have to show some real capability!
After all, the Immortal Realm had merely closed its doors for a nap—it hadn’t sealed its coffin and buried itself!
So this battle—whether it wanted to fight or not—was unavoidable.
Did he really think fifteen True Immortal avatars could force the True Immortal Realm to yield?
Let the real deal come forth!
With this thought, the Divine Land's Heavenly Dao no longer concealed its aura, revealing its strength—Half-Step Mystic Immortal!
The Divine Land was a peak True Immortal-level world, and its Heavenly Dao should logically be at the Heavenly Immortal peak. But the Divine Land was prosperous, its foundations profound. By marshaling the full might of heaven and earth, it could suppress even a Heavenly Immortal—or even contend with a Mystic Immortal!
In an instant, the highest-ranking celestial deities in the tribunal, who had been hanging their heads in defeat, suddenly looked up, bursting into laughter:
"Hahaha! The Heavenly Dao has awakened! The Heavenly Dao has finally awakened! You rebels are dead now!"
Others might not know, but as one of the core leaders of the Central Heavenly Court, how could he not?
Before the Heavenly Dao’s might, even the highest-ranking celestial deities were nothing more than fragile clay—shattered at a touch!
What was that guy Ye Wuchen anyway?
So what if he was strong?
What did it matter that thirteen highest-ranking celestial deities couldn’t defeat him?
He was merely invincible under the heavens—but what could he do if Heaven itself acted?
He was doomed!
"Moron."
Ye Wuchen’s response was succinct, even disdainful as he shot the man a sidelong glance.
As long as Brother Yi was here, this Divine Land’s Heavenly Dao wouldn’t stand a chance!
Who could kill me? Who would dare?!
Seeing Ye Wuchen’s arrogance, the celestial deity’s heart clenched. He roared, his voice laced with desperation, "Still acting tough when death’s at your door? Do you really think your trump card can stand against the Heavenly Dao?!"
Slap!
Ye Wuchen backhanded him across the face, his deep eyes flashing with three parts mockery, three parts indifference, and four parts nonchalance. "Just watch quietly. No need for the chatter."
No sooner had he spoken—
Outside the tribunal, amidst the churning sea of clouds—
Chen Yi’s one-star Chaos avatar instantly fused with eight colored orbs, ascending to three stars!
Then, a massive, pitch-black halberd slowly materialized. A mere wisp of its aura collapsed the void, and the faint pressure it exuded was like an invisible giant hand, instantly gripping the throats of all living beings. An indescribable sense of suffocation shot straight to the crown of their heads!
Fast—
The Heavenly Dao’s pressure came swiftly... and left just as swiftly.
After barely brushing against the black halberd, it immediately recognized the futility of resistance. The thick clouds dispersed, only to reform into a massive rainbow—a gesture of goodwill.
Its message was clear:
I surrender, brother! I’ll smile for you—whatever you want, I’ll do it. You’re the boss!
"This... this can’t be?!"
The celestial deity’s pupils trembled violently, filled with disbelief.
"Nothing’s impossible." Ye Wuchen shook his head, sighing faintly. "Back when I was young and arrogant, I didn’t believe it either—thought it was absolutely impossible. But there are always miracles that defy reason. When I stood proud under the sun, thinking myself invincible, I suddenly looked up and saw the vast sea of stars... and realized how insignificant I truly was."
"I don’t understand!" The celestial deity was utterly baffled. "Why would powerful beings like you bother fighting for the weak? What’s the point? What do you gain from it?"
Ye Wuchen smiled faintly. "If you see the poor being bullied and don’t stand up for them, then you’re just an accomplice."
"So you come to bully me instead? What did I do to you?" The celestial deity’s lips twitched.
"Because I feel like it. Got a problem?" Ye Wuchen replied calmly. "Bullying the weak is cowardly. But bullying those who bully the weak? Now that’s satisfying."
The celestial deity: "..."
After a pause, he finally cracked. "You bastard!!!"
Meanwhile—
Above the sea of clouds—
The Divine Land’s Heavenly Dao manifested.
It took on myriad forms—different beings perceived it differently, shaped by their own understanding and imagination of the Heavenly Dao. Some might see a delicate, doll-like little girl; others, a kind and benevolent elder. A tiger might gaze upon an insurmountable mountain, while a mayfly glimpsed an indescribable ancestral horror...
But what did Chen Yi see?
Influenced by the Purple Star Heavenly Dao, whenever another Heavenly Dao manifested before him... no matter what form it took, he couldn’t help but see it as a hachimitsu (cute creature). At first glance, the Divine Land’s Heavenly Dao’s manifested form appeared to him as nothing more than a chubby orange tabby.
Well, it fit his impression. After all, the Divine Land was rich and prosperous—being a little plump was only natural.
The Heavenly Dao Tabby: "..."
What the hell is wrong with this guy?!
With just one look, he’d fixed its myriad forms into a single image!
What kind of terrifying willpower was this? How absurdly domineering!
Now, no matter how it manifested in the future, it would forever be... a chubby orange cat.
Damn it!
The Heavenly Dao couldn’t possibly present itself to the world like this! Its dignity was ruined!
"Meow—"
It let out a rough, unrefined sound, attempting to shift into another form. But no matter what it tried, it couldn’t overcome Chen Yi’s unshakable perception.
Despite giving it his all, he found himself powerless to resist. In the end, he simply stretched out his four stubby little legs and flopped onto the cloud layer, resigning himself with a meow:
"Meow~ The incense-god system can indeed be optimized according to your proposal. But the beliefs of mortals are already deeply ingrained—Rome wasn't built in a day, and neither was this systemic corruption. The overall climate being what it is, changing the rules won't solve the root problem. No matter how many replacements you bring in, they'll eventually revert to the old ways!"
"So, I'm washing my paws of this. If you want to leech off it, fine—send your own people to manage it. Do it well, and I benefit too. But if it goes poorly, or worse, if even your people get corrupted by the system... don't say I didn't warn you!"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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?"
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?"
