I'm Just an Ordinary Tribulation Crossing Cultivator

Ye Wuchen departed.

Adorned with an eighty-one-bead Chaos Prismatic Necklace, he set forth toward the ruins of the Divine Realm, traversing the same hidden path Ye Ancai had once taken, and successfully reached his destination.

Setting aside the dangers, this journey was nothing short of a grand opportunity for someone who had already reached the peak of the True Immortal realm!

After all, the highest laws deduced on the Purple Star Continent only allowed cultivation up to the True Immortal peak, and the stagnation had persisted for far too long. A breakthrough was desperately needed—one that only a high-ranking Celestial Official could achieve!

Yet, surveying the entirety of the Purple Star Celestial Court, the ranks were sparse. While the Five Heavenly Dao Envoys had also reached the True Immortal peak, they were bound to the Purple Star homeland and could not leave. The other Celestial Officials, at best, only reached the early True Immortal stage—hardly useful in the grand scheme of things!

So, who else but Ye Wuchen could take on the role of the vanguard?!

To be the God of Wealth in the Purple Star Celestial Court, one had to meet three criteria: first, be formidable in battle; second, be adept at amassing wealth; and third, be capable of driving the world’s progress.

As it happened, Ye Wuchen fulfilled all three. The title of God of Wealth was his by right!

"Divine Realm, I come, I witness, I conquer!"

Ye Wuchen shed his God of Wealth robes, revealing a physique brimming with explosive power. He then donned a loose white robe—easy to tear—and tested the effect of bursting out of it before finally stepping onto the Divine Realm ruins through the hidden path, thoroughly satisfied.

Meanwhile, in the River of Time within the Divine Realm...

Chen Yi’s four-star Chaos avatar reactivated. After tailing Xie Buruo, the Holy Son of the Eastern Sea Merfolk, for some time, he successfully marked the location of their ancestral home.

"Though the world has collapsed and time has shifted, rendering all things unfamiliar, there are only so many places that align upon repeated cross-referencing. You can’t escape!"

Chen Yi’s gaze was profound as he looked up toward the upper reaches of the River of Time.

At this moment, Senior Zhang Bairen was still slacking off, not particularly diligent in his search for Ling Xiao’s traces. Though he pretended otherwise, his half-hearted attitude made it clear he was just going through the motions.

Good. With Zhang Bairen holding the fort above, Chen Yi could proceed with his cross-temporal verification without worry.

Will transcended time without delay.

Ye Wuchen arrived simultaneously within the Ninth Safe Zone. Guided by the nine-bead Chaos Prismatic Necklace hanging from Ye Ancai’s neck, he successfully reached the Secret Realm of the Heavenly Key—before the gates of the White Jade Palace.

By now, a full day had passed since Cui Changsheng had led the four-star Chaos avatar into the River of Time.

Logically, if nothing went wrong, they should have exited the moment they entered.

But a day’s delay meant something had gone awry.

The temporal displacement indicated they were lost in the River of Time, unable to find the correct moment to return.

The Heavenly Key of the Divine Realm, its hopes briefly rekindled, now brimmed with disappointment, its beautiful, watery eyes filled with sorrow.

Fortunately, the nine-bead Chaos Prismatic Necklace around Ye Ancai’s neck conveyed a clear message, soothing the Heavenly Key’s urge to flee once more and convincing it to wait another three days.

Of course, three days was just a precaution. In truth, Chen Yi was famously swift—he delivered Ye Wuchen in just one day!

Ye Ancai was the first to greet him.

Now baptized by the Rootless Waters, he had shed his reliance on the Calamity Toxin, emerging reborn—refreshed, elegant, and no longer the gloomy, hollowed-out figure he once was.

"Well, well! Look who it is!"

"Seems your cultivation hasn’t improved much since we last met. Me? Just a few days ago, I was at the early True Immortal stage, and now I’ve broken through to mid-stage. Truly, loneliness is my only companion!"

"Oh, by the way—what was your name again?"

Ye Ancai had been beaten by Ye Wuchen before. Though it led to his salvation, the resentment lingered. He would’ve cooperated if asked nicely, but instead, he’d been knocked out cold, only to wake up and endure another brutal round of torment from that man—nearly scared to death!

Who could swallow such indignity?

That man was someone he couldn’t defy, but Ye Wuchen? He refused to bow!

Thus, upon seeing Ye Wuchen again, his tone dripped with sarcasm.

"Heh..."

Ye Wuchen smirked coldly, glancing at his former opponent. His gaze lingered briefly on the nine-bead necklace before he subtly adjusted his loose robe, revealing his own eighty-one-bead Chaos Prismatic Necklace—

Then, with a smirk:

"My name is Ye Wuchen. You may call me Brother Ye. I can take it."

"Holy shit?!"

Ye Ancai’s eyes bulged like copper bells.

He had carried thirty-six beads before—backbreaking at first, nearly crushing him until he grew accustomed.

But eighty-one?!

Was this guy even human?!

Sure, he was at the True Immortal peak, but this was absurd!

"Brother Ye! Teach me your ways!" Ye Ancai instantly switched sides, his grievances forgotten.

Ye Wuchen waved him off. "Basic skills. If you’re weak, train harder."

As he spoke, the eighty-one beads of his necklace levitated, radiating a misty glow.

Within that radiance, a five-star Chaos avatar slowly took form.

The nine beads around Ye Ancai’s neck, bathed in that light, underwent a profound transformation—as if upgraded—and the weight vanished instantly.

In that moment, Ye Ancai understood. He shot Ye Wuchen a disdainful glare.

The message was clear: You’re full of shit.

But Ye Wuchen ignored him, his attention fixed on the stunning woman before the White Jade Palace. His gaze swept over her with gentlemanly appreciation before settling on the two figures trembling in the pool behind her—Liu Bi and Dai Yuanshan.

These two... were strange. They held an inexplicable allure, stirring an instinctive sense of treasure within him.

Huh. They didn’t seem special at all.

But his intuition was rarely wrong. Best to investigate thoroughly—no repeats of that blood-stained pouch fiasco.

Yet, before he could act, the Heavenly Key’s avatar subtly blocked his eager gaze, turning instead to Chen Yi with polite astonishment:

"Your methods are truly extraordinary. Not long ago, a Grand Unity avatar ventured into the River of Time with Cui Changsheng, and now here comes a Great Luo avatar? And neither carries the corresponding realm’s Dao resonance—just a unique primordial force sustaining them..."

"No wonder he holds you in such high regard. You are anything but ordinary."

"I’m curious—what realm is your true self at?"

"Just an ordinary Tribulation Transcender."

The moment those words left his mouth, Ye Wuchen and Ye Ancai exchanged odd looks.

You’re a Tribulation Transcender?

Then what does that make us True Immortals?

But Chen Yi merely smiled faintly—because he spoke the truth.

His path was anything but conventional, and thus, he bore none of the telltale signs of the universal cultivation system recognized across the myriad realms.

For example, concepts like the Celestial Immortal Dao Domain refining heaven and earth, the Mystic Immortal transforming the cosmos, the Golden Immortal entering the river of time, the Taiyi creating worlds, and the Great Luo affirming destiny through the endowment of life...

While the avatar at least incorporated some elements of pseudo-immortals and true immortals in a somewhat orthodox manner, the true self was still undeniably at the Tribulation Transcendence stage.

"What a Tribulation Transcendence stage!" The incarnation of the Heavenly Dao Key of the Divine Realm, a fragrant elder sister, rolled her eyes at him:

"But speaking of which, Cui Changsheng took your Taiyi avatar into the river of time and hasn’t returned yet. Given that he obviously wouldn’t get lost in the flow of time, it must be..."

"Your Taiyi avatar being submerged by history that’s preventing him from coming back, right?"

"There’s one thing I haven’t told you—that Celestial Robe Stele contains a drop of Cui Changsheng’s lifeblood essence. If anything happens to his true self, this drop would be his hope of returning!"

"According to his original plan, he was supposed to entrust the Celestial Robe Stele to you for safekeeping after emerging from the river of time. He trusted you deeply, believing you alone could protect this last hope under the scrutiny of the Immortal Realm. Yet, you went off-script and betrayed his trust!"

"No wonder I always felt there was something odd about that Celestial Robe Stele. So that’s how it is!" Chen Yi chuckled faintly, then raised his hand and twisted spacetime, initiating a "window-jumping" maneuver into the river of time.

Soon, a singularity vortex formed. Without hesitation, Chen Yi thrust his hand into the vortex, seized the Celestial Robe Stele anchored at a point one day prior, and yanked it out in an instant!

The Heavenly Dao Key incarnation of the Divine Realm: ...

Didn’t you say you wouldn’t enter the river of time?

How did you learn to do it in just one day?!

And what kind of move was that?!

I can’t make heads or tails of it!

Is the river of time your backyard or something?

Instead of taking the proper gate, you just found a backdoor?!

At this moment, the Heavenly Dao Key of the Divine Realm finally understood why Cui Changsheng trusted him so much!

This guy is seriously bizarre!