The Chaos Treasure acknowledged its chosen master, actively forming a contract. In an instant, the dense primordial spiritual energy within the treasure's secret realm began to boil!
"Oooohhhh—!"
Fang Fan's body trembled violently as vast waves of primordial spiritual energy surged through his meridians, forcing an involuntary roar of ecstasy from his lips.
Then, the profound mark between his brows burned fiercely, and his eyes were instantly overtaken by a pure, primordial yellow hue!
The chaotic currents swirling atop the Origin Dao Platform also seeped into his body. At first, there was swelling and numbness, as if something wild was thrashing inside him. But soon, he grew accustomed to it, and an indescribable pleasure—one that reached the deepest recesses of his soul—flooded over him like a tidal wave!
This was a baptism beyond the physical and spiritual, an unfathomably profound transformation!
It was as if endless, all-encompassing world laws, fragments of time and space, and the principles of creation were being forcefully yet tenderly imprinted into the very core of his primordial spirit!
In that fleeting moment, young Fang Fan felt as though he had been transported to the dawn of chaos, before the division of primordial unity. The torrent symbolizing new life ceaselessly washed over absolute nothingness, and in the collision between "existence" and "void," countless specks of light of varying sizes were born.
His consciousness was swiftly devoured by the largest of these specks, only to snap back to reality in the next instant—as if it had all been an illusion, leaving behind only a faint but lingering enlightenment in his heart.
His body rejoiced in overwhelming pleasure, and his primordial spirit trembled with uncontrollable excitement, drawing low, shuddering moans from his lips.
Every cell in his body greedily absorbed this power born of chaos, while his vast sea of consciousness overflowed with fragments of universal laws!
This was the gift of the Chaos Treasure—an accumulation of wealth spanning countless epochs, now bestowed upon Fang Fan for the first time, filling him, compressing him, settling within him...
At present, Fang Fan was still young, merely a nascent False Immortal, unaware of the true value of this fortune. Only when he grew stronger and began to digest this gift would he realize—this was the foundation of a Dao Ancestor!
But that was a matter for the future. Right now, the pressing task was to stabilize his sea of consciousness and regain control of himself—because a massive halberd was about to come crashing down!
Meanwhile, Chen Yi remained oblivious to Fang Fan's ongoing transformation. The Chaos Treasure concealed everything, leaving only dazzling phenomena that shook the entire secret realm!
He assumed the Chaos Treasure itself had gone berserk, daring to challenge him!
"About time!"
"Six-Star Avatar, merge!"
"Let me see what you really are!"
Chen Yi's gaze deepened. After fully suppressing the rebellious nature of the Ten Thousand Treasures Labyrinth, countless chaotic-colored pearls instantly fused into the avatar bearing his main consciousness!
BZZZZT—!!!
In an instant, the entire treasure realm trembled violently. The foundational laws supporting the secret realm could no longer withstand this power and began collapsing into annihilation, with the Six-Star Avatar as the epicenter!
Even the supreme laws of the Chaos Treasure couldn't bear the weight of the Six-Star Avatar's manifestation. Truly, this was beyond excessive.
But Chen Yi showed no restraint. Since he had decided to go all out, he would see it through to the end!
With a sweeping motion, he seized the third trial's Chaos Crucible and the second trial's Five Elements Mountain Range, refining them in an instant!
"Fck!"
"FCK!!"
"I quit! This guy's a cheater!"
Black Earth, still struggling inside the Chaos Crucible, completely lost it. He flopped onto the ground, and Hu Fangyuan's will abruptly withdrew.
Elsewhere...
"Dao Ancestor! This is absolutely a Dao Ancestor! No mistake about it—even without the ethereal aura of one standing at the end of the Dao, this power alone compensates for any shortcomings!"
Feng Jinhuang's pupils trembled violently, and the last remnants of her resistance scattered like dust in the wind.
There was no helping it. Though the Primordial Soul Clan of Tai Chu had inherited legacies spanning countless epochs, only a single giant of the Dao—one who had reached the Dao Rhythm Origin Realm—had emerged during the untraceable Chaos Era. Apart from leaving behind three Dao Ancestor treasures to stabilize the clan's fortunes, there was no trace of whether this progenitor still lived.
And now, this man before her had displayed power on par with a Dao Ancestor. What was there left to resist?
Throw the entire clan at him just to feed him kills?
Forget it. Let all karma fall upon her alone—Feng Jinhuang would bear it all, so long as her clan remained transcendent and untainted!
Or, in simpler terms: Come at her, but leave her family out of it!
Even a Great Luo had submitted under the pressure of the Six-Star Avatar. What more could the Taiyi and Golden Immortals possibly say?
"Tch, I give up. If you'd just shown this strength earlier, I would've behaved! Dragging it out like some hesitant weakling—are you a damn coward or what?!"
Hun Lan, the first Taiyi test subject who had once cursed Chen Yi to his face, was utterly broken.
As the direct descendant of an Ancient Immortal Clan's patriarch, he had always been proud and unyielding. Death? Just a minor setback—his father, the clan leader, had resources to spare for his reincarnation!
But now, his unshakable pride lay shattered under the pressure of a Dao Ancestor.
That was a freaking Dao Ancestor!
A being capable of plucking his true spirit mark from the River of Time and erasing every trace of his existence with a single thought!
How was anyone supposed to play this game?!
This man was absurdly overpowered, yet he insisted on playing the pig to eat the tiger—pretending to be helpless against him when he'd probably already thought of ten thousand ways to render resistance meaningless!
The most infuriating part? He could've forced compliance with sheer brutality, yet he chose the most mundane, almost clumsy methods to mess with him!
Was he entertained by his tantrums? Or just toying with him like a dog?!
"I—you—YOU RUINED LOVE FOR ME!!!"
After securing both the Chaos Crucible and the Five Elements Mountain Range—along with their trapped immortal laborers—Chen Yi finally turned his gaze toward the now-defenseless Ten Thousand Treasures Labyrinth.
The city appeared modest in size, roughly equivalent to a single province of the Purple Star Continent. But in truth, its interior held folded spaces—if fully unfurled, its territory would rival half of the present Purple Star Immortal Realm!
And size wasn't even the main issue. The labyrinth was overflowing with treasures and resources, its weight immeasurable, its sentience rebellious. Even a peak Great Luo couldn't hope to relocate it intact.
But Chen Yi? Well, his Six-Star Avatar seemed to far surpass a Great Luo anyway, so... no problem.
Whoosh!
With a stretch of his arms, Chen Yi invoked Sleeve Cosmos, clenched his fingers, and—welcome home!
BOOOOM—!!!
The colossal Ten Thousand Treasures Labyrinth was uprooted, shrinking midair before vanishing into Chen Yi's sleeve.
With that done, Chen Yi discarded all pretense of restraint. In one fluid motion, he summoned the Tribulation-Sovereign Halberd and swung it down—SMASH!—shattering the fourth trial's termination stele!
The halberd's momentum didn't stop there. It pierced straight through the barrier separating the fourth and fifth trials, causing a violent eruption of dense chaos essence from the pressure differential!
A narrow, shadowy path emerged, at the end of which stood an indicator stele inscribed with swirling Dao-truth runes.
"Hmm?"
Chen Yi swept a casual glance over it—then his pupils abruptly constricted!
The Great Dao's true patterns were insignificant; what truly mattered was that he had once again laid eyes on the familiar encrypted official missive!
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?"
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?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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...
