The Heavenly Pivot's Heavenly Dao was quite vexed.
Having someone as formidable as Fang Zheng in the family should have been a cause for celebration.
But alas, he was a reincarnated outsider from another world—not a native. And when they tried to grant him the Heavenly Heart Imprint to legitimize his status and fully integrate him into this world, he refused.
It was understandable. After all, his background was immense, and the mighty being backing him from the other realm was absurdly powerful. Naturally, he had the freedom to choose.
But why did that little Fang Fan also reject him?
Fang Zheng wasn’t a pure native, but Fang Fan was!
Hadn’t the Heavenly Dao bestowed upon him countless opportunities and fortunes? Wasn’t it enough for him to become this world’s Chosen One, to dominate an era, strengthen the world’s fortune, and propel its development?
Did he really have to chase after his father’s footsteps into another realm?
The Heavenly Pivot Star was his home—the place that birthed and raised him! How could he be so selfish?!
"Fang Fan, I’m begging you—just take the Heavenly Heart Imprint. Your father has already left. The Heavenly Pivot Star can’t afford to lose you too. Don’t you want to see your homeland thrive?"
The Heavenly Pivot’s Heavenly Dao sounded almost pitiful.
If there had been any other way, it wouldn’t have resorted to this.
Fang Fan’s father was Fang Zheng, and behind Fang Zheng stood that otherworldly powerhouse—the one whose three Star-Sealing Seals were still exerting their influence!
How could the Heavenly Dao possibly force Fang Fan into submission?
All it could do was play the emotional card.
"Precisely because I can’t bear to watch my homeland decline, I refuse to accept the Heavenly Heart Imprint!"
Fang Fan shook his head with practiced ease.
He was no longer the reckless youth who once carried a coffin on his back. Under his father’s guidance, he had learned to be shrewd and calculating, his mind now as deep as an abyss.
"Are you going to spout that theory of yours again?" The Heavenly Pivot’s Heavenly Dao pressed on relentlessly. "Your father said he’d seek resources from another realm to nourish our homeland, but it’s been ten years with no word. If you leave too, who will shoulder the burden of the Heavenly Pivot Star?"
"Fang Fan, you know as well as I do—the Heavenly Pivot Star, in its current state of ruin, can’t lose you. It’s like a man losing his kidneys!"
Fang Fan fell silent for a moment, about to respond—
When suddenly!
Ripples spread through the void as a vast, familiar aura surged forth in an instant!
"This is...?"
The heavens trembled slightly. The Heavenly Pivot’s Heavenly Dao felt both fear and excitement.
Fear, because that being was far too powerful—the fragile fabric of the Heavenly Pivot Star Domain couldn’t withstand his presence.
Excitement, because that same overwhelming power meant even the slightest favor could compensate for Fang Fan’s departure. After all, just three casually bestowed Star-Sealing Seals had been enough to stabilize the entire world!
"Wait, this doesn’t feel right!" Fang Fan’s keen nose twitched before he sucked in a sharp breath. "Hiss—this aura is even more refined, more potent than before. It’s beyond my comprehension. Back then, it was like a single drop of water... but now, it’s an endless ocean!"
Chen Yi, who had been suppressing his power as he stepped forward, raised an eyebrow in approval. "Truly, a worthy son of a worthy father. Your senses are sharp, kid!"
He had to admit, he’d underestimated Fang Fan in the past. In his youth, Fang Fan had been like an unremarkable piece of gold—talented, yes, but merely a Heaven-blessed Chosen One with modest potential. He couldn’t compare to Fang Zheng, who was tempered like fine steel.
After all, everyone knew gold was soft. No matter how precious or beautiful, if it couldn’t hold an edge, it was useless—ordinary scissors could cut through it!
But now, Fang Fan had shed that soft golden exterior, revealing something far harder—profound metal!
At only the early-stage Unity Realm, he could sense that this was the true Chen Yi’s arrival. That was no small feat!
To put it simply: most people looked up at the sky and saw only its vastness, oblivious to the infinite cosmos beyond.
Similarly, even though the avatar Chen Yi had sent before was merely an ordinary Purple Heaven Transcendent, to Fang Fan now, that level of power should still have been unfathomable. Yet he could peer past the surface and grasp the truth—such perception was truly exceptional!
He was a fine seedling. With a little tempering, he could become a sharp blade for the Purple Heaven Celestial Court!
Swallowing hard, Fang Fan stepped forward and bowed deeply, fists clasped. "This junior, Fang Fan, pays respects to Your Excellency!"
Chen Yi waved a hand dismissively. "I’ll be taking these whetstones your father left for you. This world isn’t suited for your growth anymore. Settle your affairs and prepare to join your father."
Fang Fan’s spirits soared, though he fought to keep his lips from curling upward as he solemnly cupped his hands. "As Your Excellency commands!"
The Heavenly Pivot’s Heavenly Dao panicked. "Esteemed guest from beyond, I would never defy your will, but if Fang Fan leaves too, I’ll grow weak. It’s just that—"
"You’re as spineless as ever!" Chen Yi scoffed, then summoned ten thousand Immortal Yuan Stones in an instant, refining them into a miniature Immortal Vein before embedding it into the earth.
Ten thousand Immortal Yuan Stones—that was merely the standard monthly stipend for a mid-ranking official in the Purple Heaven Celestial Court. Outstanding performance could earn even more!
But for the Heavenly Pivot Star Domain, a world barely at the Transcendent Realm, this was wealth enough to buy the entire domain outright!
This wasn’t an exaggeration. By conventional valuation, the Heavenly Pivot Star Domain’s total worth, even at its peak, wouldn’t exceed five hundred billion top-grade spirit stones.
A single Immortal Yuan Stone contained energy equivalent to a million top-grade spirit stones—but its quality and utility far surpassed mere spiritual energy.
It was like comparing gold to scrap metal. Both were metals, but one was worth hundreds per gram, while the other was worth pennies...
Factoring in both quantity and quality, ten thousand Immortal Yuan Stones were easily worth a trillion top-grade spirit stones!
Buying the Heavenly Pivot Star Domain? No problem at all!
"This... this is... the legendary Immortal Yuan Stones? And refined into an Immortal Vein...? Truly for me?!"
The Heavenly Pivot’s Heavenly Dao was utterly stunned, barely able to believe it.
It had never even seen such high-grade treasures before!
If it could absorb and properly utilize this... there was real hope of ascending to a Quasi-Immortal Realm!
"No need for words. What’s given is given. Develop well—there’s still a long road ahead, and I may have use for you in the future." Chen Yi waved him off, then with a thought, seized the twenty-four trembling Sovereigns hidden in the forbidden zone.
The heavens quaked—not in grief at losing twenty-four rebellious sons, but in joy at gaining a warm Immortal Vein!
"Your grace is too great! I can never repay it! If you’ll have me, I’d gladly honor you as my Heavenly Father!"
Chen Yi: "..."
Too shameless. Not worth acknowledging.
Ignoring the Heavenly Dao’s plea to become its adoptive father, he vanished into the void with the twenty-four Sovereigns in tow.
The Immortal Tribulation ignored him?
No matter!
Now it was others who had to face the tribulation. No matter how reluctant, it had to act!
All he needed was to hitch a ride—nothing too excessive!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?!
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
