Cross-Dimensional Travelers' Mutual Aid Group, Chatroom 108.
The begging continues unabated.
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Group Leader, I'm so hungry... Surely you don’t want your dear group member to starve to death, right? (crying.jpg)]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Bro, stop with the shameless begging!]
[Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World: Group Leader, no need for a red packet—just a quick question. I just refined a batch of Foundation Establishment Pills, but they turned a bit black. Any idea why?]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Why bother the Group Leader? I can answer that! Blackening is normal. Last time I refined pills, they spewed green smoke. Tasted weird, but after three days of diarrhea, my cultivation actually improved!]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: So hungry, so hungry, so hungry...]
Chen Yi glanced at the chat and raised an eyebrow.
[The Damned Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me (Group Leader): Were you guys just asking for help?]
[Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World: Uh... Boss, I know you’re eager, but hold on. This doesn’t meet the threshold for triggering a mission. It only works in life-or-death situations—like if I, a Foundation Establishment Stage 8 cultivator, provoked a Golden Core expert who’s about to kill me.]
"Oh? So there’s a procedure?"
After hearing the explanation from the former group leader, Chen Yi pondered for a moment before a bold idea struck him.
[The Damned Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me (Group Leader): I’ve got a crazy plan!]
[The Damned Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me sent a red packet worth 1,000 low-grade spirit stones, with a note: No danger? Then create danger! The chaos you stir up, I’ll quell! (Claiming this means agreeing to take the risk.)]
[Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World: Bro, seriously...]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Boss, this is life-and-death stuff. Even if I love adventure... you gotta sweeten the deal!]
Chen Yi’s lips twitched.
Was he being stingy?
No!
It was because the group’s level was too low—the daily red packet limit was capped at this amount!
Just as he was about to explain, a brave soul stepped forward.
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Screw it! No risk, no reward! Fortune favors the bold—I’m in!]
[The God of Light is Unemployed claimed the red packet.]
Meanwhile...
Western Sea Great World.
In a dilapidated church on the outskirts of Boling City, in the southwestern region of the Hitt Empire.
A man in a patched white priest’s robe suddenly stood up, eyes wide with excitement as a glowing stone materialized before him. Under its shimmering light, the threadbare state of his robe became even more apparent.
Adolf Anlan couldn’t help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha, I’ve hit the jackpot!"
"These 1,000 low-grade spirit stones can be sold as tier-three energy ore—worth at least 100,000 gold coins! Finally, I can pay the nuns their wages!"
"But I’m still too weak. If word gets out, I’ll be a target. I need a way to scare off anyone with ill intentions... and the Group Leader, with his 900 million combat power, just handed me the perfect tool..."
Anlan’s eyes gleamed as a plan formed in his mind.
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Group Leader, my life’s in your hands now. I’ll go all out—guaranteed to rack up mission points for you!]
[The Damned Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me (Group Leader): Oh? How big are we talking?]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: The strongest guy around here is a third-tier mage from the local beast-hunting squad. His combat power’s at 95,526—roughly equivalent to a Golden Core Ninth Revolution cultivator in your world. Sound good?]
"Third-tier is already Golden Core? And this is just a small-town hunter? How high-level is this world?" Chen Yi frowned, sensing something unusual.
According to ancient records, the Immortal Realm was merely the homeland of immortal beings in the multiverse, blessed with the richest immortal qi.
But not all immortals chose to join it. Some worlds could produce immortal qi and even give birth to immortal-level beings. However, due to suppression from the Immortal Realm, the laws of these lower worlds remained incomplete, resulting in "pseudo-immortals" and their corresponding "pseudo-immortal realms."
The Purple Star Continent had once been one such pseudo-immortal realm—until it degraded. Now, cultivators who reached the world’s limit had to endure the Immortal Realm’s brutal trials to ascend.
The thought made Chen Yi furious. If the Immortal Realm didn’t want lower-world beings to ascend, they could’ve just closed the path entirely—not raise the heavenly tribulation to nightmare difficulty and hunt people down. Offering false hope was crueler than none at all.
He really wanted to
Suppressing his anger, Chen Yi calmly double-checked.
[The Damned Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Are you sure third-tier equals Golden Core? What’s the strongest being you know of?]
"The strongest?" Anlan glanced at the towering statue of the Lord of Light in the church before replying carefully.
[The God of Light is Unemployed: The mightiest I know is the Lord of Light. His exact tier is unclear, but one thing’s certain—He’s lived for eons. The Scripture of Holy Light, passed down for a million years, was written by Him.]
"Confirmed—it’s a pseudo-immortal realm!" Chen Yi’s eyes lit up.
A million years? No Tribulation Passage cultivator could live that long. Even a pig would ascend to immortality in that time!
The heavenly tribulation only targeted those who hadn’t ascended but exceeded the world’s limits—not pseudo-immortals who’d already forged immortal bodies through alternate paths.
"I was planning to take it slow through the Multiverse Store, but now a pseudo-immortal realm shortcut is right in front of me... Screw you, heavenly tribulation!"
Decision made, Chen Yi eagerly rallied his precious group member.
[The Damned Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: @The God of Light is Unemployed, don’t worry. No one can stop us. Just trigger the mission—I’ll come over and bring you some extra goodies. This lousy chat group’s level is too low, capping red packets at 1,000 low-grade spirit stones. If other groups saw this, they’d think I’m broke!]
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Boss, I trust you!]
[Runner-up in the Immortal Cultivation World: So the daily limit’s 1,000? No wonder the Boss seemed stingy!]
[The Sword Immortal with Clean Hands: Boss, got room for one more? I also want to level up!]
[The Damned Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Patience. The road’s long—everyone gets a turn!]
[Worship worship~] x3
[The God of Light is Unemployed: Give me two and a half hours. The mission will be triggered!]
After sending this, his status went offline—clearly, he’d started scheming.
Chen Yi didn’t linger to chat with the others either. Instead, he began preparing for his interdimensional invasion.
After all, he wasn’t some small fry. His arrival would undoubtedly draw the attention of the local powerhouses.
Even a mighty dragon is no match for the local serpent. To play it safe, it's best to first send an avatar to scout the situation and proceed with caution.
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."
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.”
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
