As everyone knows, Chen Yi had only ever sparred with Great Luo beings possessed by a wisp of an Immortal Emperor's will!
The result? His five-star avatar was utterly humiliated by the disgusting mechanics of the battle, forced to rely on sneak attacks, Dao Ancestor-level artifacts, and borrowing Ling Xiao's techniques to barely eke out a victory.
Now, after fusing into a six-star avatar, Wuji suddenly refused to play with him. Without real combat experience, he couldn’t be sure whether his six-star avatar could shatter those mechanics with sheer brute force.
Originally, after hearing Little Fang mention that the Myriad Stars Mystic Ring contained a boundless realm housing Dharma Idols ranging from False Immortals to Dao Ancestors, Chen Yi had been eager to test just how "refined" these so-called Dao Ancestors were. But as it turned out, Little Fang was still too green—unable to summon higher-tiered Dharma Idols due to his lack of control over such power.
Well, there was nothing to be done about it. It wasn’t like he could bully Little Fang’s Celestial Immortal-level Dharma Idol with his six-star avatar, right?
"Let’s go, Little Fang. Take this and hurry home. Your father’s probably going crazy looking for you."
Chen Yi shook his head, handing over a World Pearl containing the vast resources from the six trial realms before casually sketching out a teleportation gate.
"What about you? Aren’t you coming back?" Fang Fan carefully stowed away the immensely precious World Pearl and couldn’t help but ask curiously.
"Haven’t I always been inside the Illusory Star Pocket Realm?" Chen Yi countered with a smile.
Fang Fan stiffened in realization. "Ah, right! I’m the one being dense here. Then... I’ll head back first?"
Honestly, with the Venerable One standing there gripping that massive halberd, he looked like an invincible eldritch horror from beyond the stars. Who could’ve guessed this was just an avatar?
What kind of absurd avatar was this?!
"Big Brother... is that guy really... normal?"
At this point, even the Mystic Ring’s artifact spirit couldn’t help but voice its doubts.
"Watch your words! The Venerable One is omnipresent!" Fang Fan nervously warned. "You can say whatever you want once we’re home—the Venerable One doesn’t mind. But outside, tread carefully. He doesn’t hold grudges... just has a bit of a petty streak."
"Oh... got it."
The artifact spirit took the hint and changed the subject. "By the way, Big Brother, just what kind of magic does the Purple Star Immortal Court hold? How could it make you willing to risk your life to protect it?"
Logically speaking, since it had formed a True Spirit Contract with Fang Fan, it should’ve been able to glimpse his memories. Yet an impenetrable fog shrouded everything, making it impossible to see into his heart.
If not for Fang Fan’s undeniable kindness—passing the Heart Abyss Trial three times in a row—and Chen Yi’s relentless provocations later on, it might never have chosen someone as enigmatic as Fang Fan!
After all... it really didn’t want to end up like the Karma Disk’s predecessor!
But there was no helping it. Fate had decreed Fang Fan as the one it had been waiting for. Since resistance was futile, it might as well enjoy the ride!
It trusted that Fang Fan would never treat it the way Ling Xiao had treated the Karma Disk!
Fang Fan chuckled warmly. "The atmosphere in our Purple Star Immortal Court is great—no aloof, emotionless immortals, just the lively warmth of human bonds. Once you integrate into our... uh, gang—no, team—once you join our team, I’m sure you’ll love it!"
"Then I’ll be eagerly looking forward to it!"
After sending Little Fang home, Chen Yi finally turned to the cleanup.
Too many eyes had gathered here, and Little Fang had left far too many traces behind. If he didn’t tidy up properly, certain individuals might trace Fang Fan’s origins—and that would be disastrous.
Of course, erasing evidence was just the first priority. The newly recruited "talent" from the Immortal Realm also needed further processing.
For now, he’d only placed them under preliminary control. A thorough "physical examination" to root out all hidden risks was still pending.
These "talents" from the Immortal Realm bore far too many marks left by their origin. Before they could be put to use, they needed to be purified inside and out, over and over again—lest they contaminate the Purple Star Heavenly Dao!
Just like deboning fish or removing cartilage from chicken feet—skip the prep work, and not only is it troublesome to eat, but you might even choke!
Besides, the Little Golden Dragon and the others rescued from their ordeal also needed checkups.
They’d been marinating in a corner of the Immortal Realm under Wuji’s "care" for so long that they’d absorbed all sorts of undesirable flavors. They needed a good rinse before they could be... uh, inducted into service.
"Yi-ge, what are you doing?! What are you doing?!"
The Little Golden Dragon shrieked in terror as Chen Yi suddenly grabbed it.
"Quiet. You’re getting a bath."
Chen Yi sealed its mouth, effectively muting it, before conjuring a pool of purest Chaos Lightning.
The Little Golden Dragon instantly realized Chen Yi’s intentions but was powerless to resist. With its voice disabled, it couldn’t even whimper as it was dunked into the crackling, sizzling pool.
Zap! Zap! Zap!
Its elegant draconic form instantly stiffened.
"Hey hey hey, what’s this?!"
"Chen Yi, what are you doing?!"
"No! Stay away from me!!"
"Bro, do I have to go in too? I wasn’t in the Immortal Realm long enough to get marinated. There’s really no need for—AHHH!"
Aside from Xu Jinghong, who’d been comfortably retired in the Purple Star Immortal Realm, none of the others escaped—including Han Qianxue, who’d only recently been dragged into that Immortal Realm corner. All were tossed into the Chaos Lightning Pool for a mandatory swimming lesson.
"Guess my work here is done? I won’t overstay my welcome. I’ll take my leave now."
The Primordial Mirror’s artifact spirit watched the Little Golden Dragon flail in the lightning pool with satisfaction before bidding farewell.
"Give Black Earth my regards when you get back. And make it clear—Fang Fan is under my protection. Tell him to behave."
This time, Chen Yi let it go without hesitation.
Before, without a complete Chaos Treasure to counterbalance Wuji’s mechanisms, he’d been forced to borrow artifacts from allied realms to avoid being crushed.
But now? The Purple Star Immortal Court had one-and-a-half Chaos Treasures of its own! Who needed to beg for scraps anymore?
"Extra time"?
As if he was lacking in that department!
So stingy, hiding their treasures and refusing to let him go all out.
Now that he had his own, not only could he stop kowtowing to others, but just wait—soon enough, even Black Earth would come begging!
Fang Fan had mentioned that the Myriad Stars Mystic Ring possessed a rather understated ability: purging all corruption and restoring things to their original state.
The Calamity Realm wanted to revert to the Divine Realm?
Heh. The Purple Star Immortal Court had its eyes on those alluring Calamity Matriarchs too!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
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?
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
