The Heavenly Dao of the Purple Star has always been just and awe-inspiring in its treatment of mortals. Those who dare defy its will are obliterated with the most thunderous retribution!
Yet, before Chen Yi, it behaves with a hint of deference, often deferring to him on major matters and consulting him on minor ones.
Take the current situation, for example—the resurgence of the Outer Demons, who have secretly infiltrated the Purple Star Continent to wreak havoc!
The Heavenly Dao had long detected them but could do nothing to stop them. If left unchecked, this could lead to catastrophic consequences—the collapse of the world and the suffering of all living beings!
Yet the Purple Star Heavenly Dao remains utterly unruffled, for one simple reason: It has Chen Yi!
What kind of Outer Demon could possibly stand against a man who forcibly endured eighty-one Immortal Tribulations and still emerged unscathed?
None!
Chen Yi is just that terrifying!
Even the Heavenly Dao itself cannot withstand the power of his two-star avatar, to the point that it relies on Chen Yi to restrain his own strength to protect the Purple Star Realm... Who in the world would dare provoke him?!
However, since Chen Yi had just challenged the eighty-first Immortal Tribulation, he was in dire need of rest.
Thus, the Heavenly Dao refrained from disturbing him, merely marking the puppets of the Outer Demons in secret, planning to ask for his help once he had recovered.
But who would have thought that just three days later, Chen Yi would summon it himself to locate someone? This was the perfect opportunity to make its request.
On major matters, it always deferred to him—but surely he wouldn’t refuse to help with this small issue?
"Understood," Chen Yi nodded slightly before his gaze sharpened, turning icy.
"So the Outer Demons dare return? Did they not learn their lesson, or do they think I’ve been weakened by the Chaos Divine Thunder?"
"Before, merging my two-star avatar would trigger the Immortal Tribulation, allowing them to cling to life. But now..."
Before he could finish, the three dormant one-star immortal avatars suddenly stirred, their eyes flashing open as they stood.
"Hahaha! Stay put, Original. I’ll be back in no time!"
"Last time, I didn’t get to raid the Outer Demons' lair. This time, I’ll turn their world upside down!"
"Fine, you three go purge the demons. I’ll handle finding the leader of Group 98!"
Each of the three avatars embodied a different aspect of Chen Yi’s will. Laughing wildly, they shot out of the Illusory Star Grotto.
Meanwhile, in a hidden realm...
Mu Chen, who had blocked Chen Yi, felt an overwhelming sense of dread, as if calamity was about to strike.
"Oh no, oh no! My instincts tell me he’s coming! How did he lock onto me so fast? He’s absolutely terrifying! Group members, hurry up and trigger a rescue mission! Your leader can’t hold on much longer..."
His legs trembling uncontrollably, Mu Chen frantically urged the entire group in panic.
[Transmigrators Mutual Aid Group #98 – Across the Myriad Realms]
[Back-to-the-Crowd (Group Leader): @everyone BROTHERS, HURRY!!!]
[Back-to-the-Crowd (Group Leader): The enemy’s combat power is at least 80 million! If I get caught, imagine how much our group rank will drop if we lose a mission this big!]
[Back-to-the-Crowd (Group Leader): Do you all want to end up like Group 6—disbanded and reassigned to other groups?]
[I-Hate-Cilantro: Leader, do you think I might get reassigned to the top-ranked Group 1?]
[Starry-Life: Hiss… That’s a path I’ve never considered. Maybe… Leader, you should take one for the team?]
[Member_16981212: Guys, stop joking! If we really get disbanded and reassigned to some noob group, what then?]
[Clueless: Good point!]
[Ancient-Sword-Victory-Angel: Leader, don’t panic! I’m tracking the demons now—already caught their scent. Give me half an hour, and I’ll trigger the rescue mission. Just hold on until then!]
[Villain-Self-Redemption: Leader, I’m literally picking a fight with the protagonist right now. Come save me later!]
[Back-to-the-Crowd (Group Leader): BROTHERS, FASTER!!! I FEEL HIM COM—]
Before he could finish typing, the group leader’s avatar abruptly grayed out.
[Ancient-Sword-Victory-Angel: Holy— Leader, you…?]
[Clueless: NOOO!!! NOT LIKE THIS!!!]
[Starry-Life: WE’RE SCREWED!!!]
[WE’RE SCREWED!!!] +53
The entire Group 98 mourned in silence.
Meanwhile, their group leader was now shivering in terror before the suddenly appearing Tribulation Transcender, fear pouring uncontrollably from his eyes.
The sins committed online had finally come to collect offline!
Brother Yi, stay away!!!
"Hello there!" Chen Yi smiled warmly. "No need to be afraid. I won’t bite. Stand up and talk."
With a wave of his hand, a gentle force lifted the kneeling group leader to his feet while soothing his panicked soul.
"Should I call you ‘Back-to-the-Crowd’... or Mu Chen?"
Gulp. Mu Chen swallowed hard and complied meekly. "Just call me Little Mu."
Chen Yi nodded approvingly. "Then, Little Mu, you’ve been transmigrated for over thirty years. Why haven’t you sought me out? Don’t tell me you’ve never heard the three verses."
"Uh..." Mu Chen hesitated, but under that deep, unyielding gaze, he decided honesty was his best option.
"Respected One, truth be told, I have my own cheat system, and I don’t go around making enemies. There was never a need to trouble you, so I kept my distance."
The subtext was clear: I don’t need you to thrive, so why seek you out? What if you have ulterior motives?
Chen Yi understood perfectly but didn’t press the issue. Instead, he smiled kindly.
"Little Mu, it’s rare for both of us to transmigrate to the Purple Star Continent. Meeting a fellow traveler in a foreign land is one of life’s greatest joys. There’s no need for such distance between us—we shouldn’t let a tragic, thick barrier stand in the way!"
Hearing this, Mu Chen’s heart trembled, sensing that something precious was about to be taken from him.
Sure enough—
The next moment, Chen Yi patted his shoulder warmly, admiration in his eyes.
"As expected of a prodigy who joined the chat group right after transmigrating! To reach the peak of Divine Transformation at just thirty years old—even I in my youth would have to concede to such speed!"
"Excellent! I’ve taken a liking to you. From now on, call me ‘Brother.’ ‘Respected One’ is too formal."
"Go on, say it."
"Bro... Brother Yi."
"There we go! Was that so hard? Blocking your own Brother Yi—how could you? Worried I’d steal your group members? Do I look like that kind of person?"
"N-no! I was just... momentarily blinded by greed, projecting my own pettiness onto—"
"By the way, how many members are in your group?"
WE’RE SCREWED!!!
Mu Chen shut his eyes in despair, feeling an invisible blade press against his neck.

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."

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!