The phenomena within the Void Expanse were so vast that they not only alarmed Chen Yi but also stirred every Great Luo-level powerhouse in the current era!
In the chaotic flows of the void, the Primordial Abyssal Matriarchs of the Cosmic Tier simultaneously opened their eyes.
"Ooooh, what a tantalizing scent..."
Originally Great Luo beings of the Divine Realm, they had undergone eerie mutations and were cast into the void by the Immortal Realm as universal scavengers, devouring all aberrant worlds.
Of course, they didn’t discriminate—normal worlds were fair game too. Whichever dared to rise too conspicuously would be swallowed, with all karmic consequences conveniently dumped on the Divine Realm while the Immortal Realm reaped the benefits!
However, due to their feral state, the Immortal Realm’s control over them was tenuous at best. Especially after Wuji ascended and enacted the policy of seclusion and border closure, these formidable Abyssal Matriarchs had nearly spiraled into a frenzy of unchecked rampage!
Thus, upon catching the overwhelming aura of a supreme treasure’s emergence, hordes of Abyssal Matriarchs surged toward the source of the disturbance.
Divine Realm, the Abyssal Ruins.
Xie Buruo and Ye Ancai were engaged in a spirited bout of free-form boxing, exemplifying the epitome of brotherly affection.
Previously, Xie Buruo had been forced to grovel despite his Great Luo status—since he needed a favor. But the other party had taken the bribes without delivering, a true glutton!
Now that the crisis was resolved and they were, in a way, accomplices, a friendly spar between comrades was only natural!
"Brother, I surrender! I don’t want any more, alright?"
Ye Ancai, face swollen and bruised, clutched a pile of high-grade resources, tears and snot streaming down his face—equal parts ecstatic and agonized.
What could he do? The rich guy was just too loaded. A few centuries' worth of effort saved in exchange for a beating—who wouldn’t take that deal?
But now he felt he’d milked it enough. He couldn’t take it anymore. Another round, and he’d genuinely start bawling...
"What nonsense is this? What kind of talk is that?!" Xie Buruo rolled his shoulders and shoved another storage ring into Ye Ancai’s arms. "Little bro, 200,000 tons of Profound Water Essence. Take your medicine and give me another half-hour!"
"No more, no! Stay away from me..." Ye Ancai shrank back, trembling.
"Kekeke... No? Weren’t you the one who couldn’t get enough before?" Xie Buruo grinned eerily, closing in.
Yet, just as his fist—the size of a sandbag—was about to connect with Ye Ancai’s flesh, mere centimeters away...
Xie Buruo suddenly shuddered.
At the same time, outside the ring, Ye Wuchen—who had been drinking himself into a bleary-eyed stupor—also shuddered.
"Why do I suddenly have this ominous... yet inexplicably thrilling premonition?"
Xie Buruo shot him a stunned glance.
Holy heavens, what’s up with Young Wuchen? He’s just a True Immortal—how can he sense this aura too?
Is this the power of the God of Wealth?
A bit too perceptive, don’t you think?!
Shaking his head slightly, Xie Buruo steadied himself and silently communicated with his recently revived uncle.
Meanwhile...
Hu Fangyuan, who had been reconstructing his Dao Traces, was also startled by the overwhelming presence emanating from the Void Expanse.
After attaining the Great Luo of Life-Granting, one’s will became eternal—once proven, forever proven. Even a wisp of true spirit remaining would still qualify as a Great Luo!
With sufficient resources, a single thought could restore one to peak strength!
Of course, Hu Fangyuan was no mere Great Luo. As the Divine Realm’s former Benevolent Deity Sovereign, he stood equal to the Immortal Realm’s Dao Ancestors—a Primal Sovereign of the Divine Realm. Different titles denoted different focuses, but all paths converged at the same origin: the Realm of Primordial Dao Rhythm!
A Great Luo only needs ample resources to restore their peak strength, but for a Primal Sovereign to recover, they must reforge their foundational Dao Marks!
Hu Fangyuan’s primordial spirit and true essence had indeed revived, but most of his foundational Dao Marks had long been annihilated in the cataclysmic collapse of the Divine Realm. Only a single strand remained, preserved within the Mirror of Beginningless Heaven’s Pivot. After refining it in an instant, he attained the half-step Primal Sovereign realm—otherwise, he would have remained merely a peak Great Luo.
Like the Dao Ancestors of the Immortal Realm, the Dao Rhythm Primordial Origin realm requires the refinement of forty-nine foundational Dao Marks atop the Great Luo foundation to ascend. Falling short, even by a single mark, renders the effort futile. Forty-nine is the supreme number of the Great Dao—without reaching it, one remains an ant in the grand scheme!
"The reflection across all heavens... this is the phenomenon of a supreme treasure’s emergence!"
Hu Fangyuan’s gaze deepened, stirred by temptation, yet he remained composed.
The reason was simple:
A Chaos Supreme Treasure cannot be obtained without fate’s blessing!
Such treasures possess sentience, choosing the worthy and evading the unworthy!
Even the Primal Sovereigns of old only chanced upon one by luck. Not even the Immortal Emperor of the current era, the mightiest in existence, could seize one by force!
Now, as a mere half-step Dao Rhythm Primordial Origin cultivator with only a single strand of foundational Dao Marks—and bearing the weight of the Divine Realm’s revival on his shoulders—he could not afford recklessness!
"Uncle, the supreme treasure has emerged. Should we join the fray?" Xie Buruo’s inquiry came at just the right moment.
"Xiao Xie, listen—we’re staying put. Behave and stay where you are," Hu Fangyuan replied succinctly.
"Oh, alright. This disciple will return to his tasks then." Xie Buruo cut off the communication and promptly resumed pummeling Ye Ancai.
Yet, after a brief hesitation, Hu Fangyuan quietly flicked out a wisp of Spring-Autumn Divine Power. It drifted beyond the Abyssal Ruins, eventually latching onto a wandering semi-cosmic evil spawn, which he then manipulated to journey toward the Void Expanse.
Immortal Realm, Wuji’s Treasure Hall.
Once again, Wuji was holding an assembly. Below, atop divine lotus thrones, the gathered immortals debated fervently, the atmosphere heated.
As the sole superpower of the current era, the Immortal Realm boasted a seemingly—and indeed, undeniably—large number of Great Luo experts.
Had it not been for the great war ten thousand years ago thinning their ranks, the total number of Great Luo in the Immortal Realm might have even surpassed the cosmic cycle’s count of 365!
Now, though only slightly over two hundred remained, the majority were concentrated within Wuji’s Celestial Court.
As all knew, more people meant greater consumption. With over a hundred Great Luo alone—not to mention the countless Taiyi and Golden Immortals beneath them—Wuji, the newly ascended Immortal Emperor, was truly struggling to sustain them all.
Especially since Wuji enforced a policy of isolation, forbidding ventures into the Realm Sea for external resources. The realm operated on internal production, internal trade, and internal circulation—essentially surviving on the reserves left behind by the previous Lingxiao Celestial Court...
To put it bluntly, it was barely enough to get by, but prosperity and abundance were out of the question!
Had no one noticed how the Celestial Army’s wages had gone unpaid for years, forcing soldiers to scavenge the wildlands for sustenance? Or how the Central Altar Marshal nearly dueled the God of Wealth over funding disputes?
Thus, when the aura of a supreme treasure’s emergence in the Void Expanse reached them, the immortals—long accustomed to tightening their belts—could no longer restrain themselves.
"Your Majesty!" The Marshal of the Central Altar was the first to voice his grievances: "For a thousand years, the Immortal Soldiers' Division has not received full military pay. In recent years, prices in Wuji Sovereign City have skyrocketed—even a single cup of the simplest Spirit-Condensing Divine Spring now costs fifty Immortal Stones. Yet, a soldier’s monthly salary is merely three thousand Immortal Stones, and even that is delayed or withheld. How can we possibly survive like this?"
"Now, with the emergence of a supreme treasure from beyond our realm, its radiance illuminates the heavens, and chaos is sure to follow. I implore Your Majesty to lift the boundary restrictions to suppress the coming turmoil!"
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?"
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...
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
