Here's a little-known fact: this was Chen Yi's second confrontation with Wuji.
The first time, he accidentally consumed a trace of Wuji's Dao, gained nothing from it, and even lost 60% of his primordial spirit power—a total disaster!
This time, however, he came prepared. With careful planning, he snatched Shen Lingxi, one of Wuji's key subordinates, right under Wuji's nose!
It wasn’t a complete victory—in fact, it was still a slight loss. After all, the damage from the first encounter was too great, and Shen Lingxi alone couldn’t make up for it.
So, he wanted everything!
With Shen Lingxi as a successful case, rescuing the other members would be much easier.
The only trouble was the Little Golden Dragon. Unlike the others, he wasn’t corrupted by Wuji’s will—just influenced in his thinking, unable to make rational decisions and blindly charging ahead under Wuji’s guidance.
Admittedly, he wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed to begin with, but under Wuji’s manipulation, he became slightly more dangerous.
Unlike Shen Lingxi and the others, who were sealed away for being too clever and overthinking things, the Little Golden Dragon remained conscious—just not for long.
The methods that worked on Shen Lingxi wouldn’t work on him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a lucky idiot. I can’t even figure out how to snap him out of it!"
Chen Yi was stumped.
He could counter moves as they came, but there had to be moves to counter in the first place! The Little Golden Dragon was full of flaws, just standing there twitching, leaving Chen Yi at a loss.
"Hahaha! Chen Yi, Chen Yi, how do you plan to resist me? What can you even do?!"
"Answer me!!!"
"Ke ke ke, you won’t hold out much longer!!!"
"Sooner or later, you’ll slip up, and when you do, I’ll make you regret it!"
"First Chen Yi, then Ling Xiao—soon, I’ll reign supreme in the chat!"
"The Primordial Chaos Creation Disk is mine, mine alone! No one can take it from me!!!"
The nine Chaos Pearls on the Creation Disk trembled violently as the Little Golden Dragon’s elegant draconic form writhed and convulsed in unrestrained excitement.
What ill intentions could he possibly have?
He just wanted the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk—was that so wrong?
It was rightfully his!
Hadn’t he suffered enough?
First, Ling Xiao tricked him to death, then he reincarnated as a dim-witted little fish. He was already slow, and after Chen Yi’s "education," he’d barely managed to wise up a little—only for Wuji to toy with him like a fool again!
How could he not lose his mind?
"Enough! More pressure! Keep pushing!!!"
The Little Golden Dragon descended into madness.
Chen Yi: "......"
Wuji: "......"
Originally, Wuji had planned to directly control the spirit of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, but he later realized it wasn’t necessary.
Indirect influence turned out to be far more effective!
After all, as the spirit of a Chaos Supreme Treasure, its potential far surpassed that of ordinary beings.
Take Shen Lingxi, ranked second in the group, for example. She had the makings of a Great Luo—if she followed the normal path, reaching that realm was guaranteed, and she might even have a shot at the Dao Rhythm Origin Realm!
But...
Was the Immortal Realm short on Great Luo cultivators?
A Dao Rhythm Origin cultivator might be noteworthy, but a Great Luo? You could pluck one at random from Wuji’s Celestial Court!
So, if Shen Lingxi was ruined, so be it—he didn’t care.
But Zhao Huazhen, the reincarnated spirit of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, was different!
Setting aside the treasures of Ling Xiao’s vault, Zhao Huazhen was born with the innate rank of the Dao Rhythm Origin Realm—a rare, restricted-grade Dao Ancestor!
While others had to cultivate and comprehend the Dao to break through, he only needed to accumulate enough foundation to naturally ascend to that realm.
And unlike ordinary Dao Rhythm Origin cultivators, Zhao Huazhen, as a treasure spirit, was inherently incomplete. He lacked the ability to create in all domains, limited only to the realm of material creation and refinement.
In simpler terms, he was the perfect candidate for a tool-type Dao Ancestor!
Coincidentally, the position of Wuji Celestial Court’s Treasure Master had long been vacant.
Zhao Huazhen was ideal—a bit slow, but obedient.
That was why Wuji had gone so far as to bestow a Dao Ancestor-grade treasure on him to complete his foundation.
To outsiders, it might seem like self-sabotage, but in reality, it was an investment to unlock his latent potential.
Unfortunately, with variables still unresolved, Zhao Huazhen couldn’t enter the Immortal Realm yet, no matter how suitable he was.
"Go on, keep losing your mind. Ling Xiao wants you, that variable wants you—but in the end, you’ll be mine!"
Wuji’s gaze was profound as he manipulated Zhao Huazhen through the Heaven-Gazing Mirror, steadily reinforcing his sense of belonging to Wuji’s Celestial Court without damaging his foundation.
Meanwhile...
After observing the Little Golden Dragon for a long time, Chen Yi still couldn’t find a surefire way to save him. Reluctantly, he gave up for now, turning his attention to recruiting the other members.
First on the list was the once-timid, now-loyal "Tribulation Transcendent" Ye Chen.
Back in Shen Lingxi’s reconstructed consciousness sea...
Shen Lingxi’s primordial spirit floated peacefully atop the sea of soul energy, perfectly serene.
Chen Yi’s divine projection hovered above, constructing a virtual barrier to obscure Wuji’s perception and prevent him from realizing Shen Lingxi had broken free.
An unknown amount of time passed.
"Ahh~ Mm~~"
Shen Lingxi slowly awoke, stretching lazily. As her fully restored primordial spirit rose from the sea, before she could even process her surroundings, a soul contract drifted down in front of her.
Shen Lingxi: "......"
Seriously? I know I signed a slave contract, but do you have to be this eager?
I just woke up! I haven’t even regained control of my body, and you’re already assigning tasks?
What a ruthless boss!
Ugh...
Even after transmigrating, I still have to work. My life is so hard...
Damn capitalism, setting me up again!
Chen Yi immediately shot her a look. "What are you muttering about? Hurry up and refine that contract. I’m adding you to the work group!"
Shen Lingxi’s primordial spirit forced a professional smile. "Right away, boss! No problem, boss!"
She didn’t fully grasp the connection between the soul contract and the work group, but as a corporate drone, her job was to follow orders.
Soon...
As Shen Lingxi’s primordial spirit touched the contract, a familiar yet strange notification echoed in her mind.
[Crosser identity detected. The Multiverse Crossers' Mutual Aid Chat Group invites you to join.]
Shen Lingxi froze, then questioned her life choices.
The last time she’d heard that voice... was the last time.
Back then, she was just a clueless newbie transmigrator, both thrilled and terrified by the experience.
Now, she was a seasoned Immortal Realm veteran—yet here she was, being treated like a newbie again.
Why did that feel so exciting?
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
