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!
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
