The divine realm's system is vast and complex, yet it primarily revolves around two mainstream paths: cultivation and technology.
Perhaps it would be more accurate to describe them as "primary disciplines" and "secondary disciplines." Primary disciplines represent foundational categories, while secondary disciplines delve into specialized branches.
Take, for example, the First People's Elementary School of Cloud Summit Prefecture.
Students are divided into "tech students" and "cultivation students," representing the two major categories—akin to liberal arts and martial arts.
Cultivation students face an entry barrier: the aptitude test for cultivation. Those who fail can only abandon the martial path and turn to the scholarly one.
Although ordinary adults in the divine realm possess physical strength comparable to the Tribulation Transcendence stage, having raw attributes without corresponding abilities merely makes them slightly stronger than average—perhaps even weaker than a third or fourth-grade elementary school cultivation student.
Tech students, belonging to the scholarly path, have no entry barrier, but the demands on their talent are even higher!
Most can muddle through graduation, even if it takes a few extra years of repeating grades. Some linger into their twenties without finishing elementary school, opting instead to drop out and idle away their lives.
But to achieve greatness and advance to higher institutions, the requirements for talent become exceedingly stringent!
Chen Yi watched with a peculiar expression as a first-grade tech student boy on the playground went toe-to-toe with a third-grade cultivation student.
This kid was a prodigy!
A first-grader capable of creating what only fifth or sixth graders should be able to—wasn’t this like solving equations right after learning basic arithmetic?
"A cultivation student’s elementary graduation means becoming a genuine Tribulation Transcendence cultivator. Passing the Heavenly Tribulation exam grants entry into secondary academies. But a tech student’s graduation exam is... handcrafting a controlled nuclear fusion weapon?"
"Impressive!"
Chen Yi sighed ruefully. In a way, he was just another elementary school graduate in the divine realm—a societal drifter. Or rather, an abnormal entity.
Shaking his head, he left the First People's Elementary School and drifted toward a higher-tier institution:
Cloud Summit Academy.
Its gates stood nestled among mountain ranges, yet its main campus floated among the stars.
After all, the students here were, at minimum, pseudo-immortal cultivators or scientists capable of crafting planet-destroying weapons. The cities had no space for their experiments, so the academy naturally relocated to the boundless cosmos.
Chen Yi drifted into a lecture hall of the "Primordial Chaos Institute."
This was a cultivation student’s specialized classroom.
Thirty-six spirit-gathering lamps suspended from the dome cast a soft glow, enhancing focus and enlightenment.
Holographic screens arranged in a ring flickered to life as a white-robed alchemy professor lightly waved his horsetail whisk. Diagrams of a bronze alchemy furnace and a quantum smelter disassembled and overlapped midair, bursting with radiant spiritual light.
"Observe, students. The ancient method of refining a Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir requires forty-nine days of nurturing. Yet, the quantum catalytic chamber developed by the Science Academy reduces this to merely three hours. While speed has improved, the Dao resonance within the elixir—something a quantum entanglement energy field cannot replicate—still requires an alchemist’s infusion of Dao..."
"Last class, we covered Dao infusion. Today, your task is to practice it using the semi-finished Nine Revolutions Golden Elixir produced by the quantum smelter. In seven days, I will randomly select a few of you to demonstrate!"
The three hundred and sixty floating meditation cushions below immediately tensed as students hastily activated their techniques to begin the experiment.
Even Chen Yi, who had drifted in as an observer, was swept up in the atmosphere. He floated around the hall, inspecting the students like a wandering invigilator.
Of course, he existed outside this ancient timeline—none could see him. Otherwise, they’d be sweating bullets!
"Fascinating. Truly fascinating. Brilliant!"
Chen Yi—now self-appointed as Invigilator Yi—couldn’t help but marvel like an awestruck spectator.
This was supposed to be a cultivation student’s examination hall, yet traces of tech students’ innovations were everywhere.
A youth in the front row formed hand seals, manipulating a spirit-patterned chip to code a Dao resonance collection program into his wrist-mounted artifact terminal. This made infusing the semi-finished elixir twice as efficient...
A slacker in the back row cheated outright—his ring extended two delicate mechanical arms, slicing and refining synthetic Dao resonance stones before deftly injecting them into the elixir.
Suddenly!
A violet flame erupted from an alchemy furnace in the southeast corner, instantly triggering the surrounding Five Elements barrier!
Yet the student who caused the explosion remained unflustered. With a calm wave, he tossed out a black box that deployed a quantum barrier, compressing the out-of-control spiritual vortex into a stream of retrievable data.
In this academy, it seemed, the fusion of cultivation arts and technological inventions had long become an inseparable part of daily study!
"Tsk tsk tsk... Are these really cultivation students?"
Chen Yi made emphatic notes on his golden scroll.
Technology was undeniably useful—it could assist in many aspects of cultivation. But wasn’t this just cheating?
True cultivation required step-by-step, grounded effort. Otherwise, one might grasp the "how" without understanding the "why," resulting in a foundation as unstable as a house of cards. Such a cultivator would be useless, unable to withstand even a single move from a traditional practitioner of the same level!
How could the academy’s instructors turn a blind eye to such unorthodox practices?
"Are they so desperate to compete with the Immortal Realm that they’re ignoring the rot beneath their prosperity?"
Chen Yi murmured to himself.
The divine realm was vast, and he was merely a transient observer, detached from this ancient era. He couldn’t investigate further to confirm his suspicions.
Yet just then—
A figure both familiar and unfamiliar strolled leisurely into the classroom.
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Chen Yi never expected that, at this point in time two hundred million years later, the very same troublemaker who had once leaped out of the River of Time to strike his kneecaps would appear before him again.
Though younger and slightly more naive now, there was no mistaking it—this was the same nuisance who had pestered him for no reason in the future!

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."

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.”

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!