Hu Fangyuan was beginning to question his life choices.
He had merely asked Xie Buruo to show some sincerity—to offer a reasonable concession within acceptable limits to strengthen their relationship with Chen Yi. Yet, to his utter disbelief, his foolish nephew had gone and emptied the family coffers?!
This wasn’t even a case of being robbed—it was a straight-up giveaway! To put it nicely, it was an "investment." To put it bluntly... this was fraud!
If Chen Yi had outright seized the resources, that would’ve been better. At least then, the Divine Realm would have held an immense karmic debt over him! Even if Chen Yi himself disregarded all karma, could the Violet Star Immortal Realm behind him do the same?
The chains of karma might not bind Chen Yi, but they could certainly ensnare the Violet Star Heavenly Dao and all its living beings! The fallen mighty ones of the Divine Realm would even awaken within this so-called Violet Star Immortal Realm—a scheme of grafting branches onto another tree, a repayment of karmic debt!
But damn it...
This was an investment!
They were willingly handing over resources!
Sure, Chen Yi promised greater returns in the future, but... investments carried risks, and profits were never guaranteed! Even if the Violet Star Celestial Court secretly drained every last resource, leaving the Divine Realm with nothing, they could just declare bankruptcy and wash their hands of all responsibility—without a single flaw for others to criticize!
What made Hu Fangyuan even more furious was that he couldn’t stop this from happening.
Forget Chen Yi, the bandit warlord—even Xie Buruo’s decisions were beyond his control. He couldn’t interfere, not even with advice!
Why?
Because while he was once the Great Love Divine Sovereign, a high-ranking figure of the Divine Realm, Xie Buruo was the sole designated heir to this legacy!
Xie Buruo possessed an innate talent for discerning fortune and avoiding calamity—one so profound that even the Divine Realm’s Supreme Ruler couldn’t fully grasp it. His choices might not always be optimal, but one thing was certain: they were never wrong.
So even as his uncle, Hu Fangyuan couldn’t forcibly override his decisions.
But still!
That was a tenth of their legacy!
And this was just the first batch—more would follow!
Once this partnership was sealed, that bandit Chen Yi would have every right to extend his grasp openly!
How could this be allowed?
"Xie Buruo, shouldn’t we reconsider this project?"
After much hesitation, Hu Fangyuan cautiously voiced his concerns.
While Chen Yi hadn’t arrived yet, there was still time to back out!
Meanwhile, Xie Buruo was staring at Ye Wuchen with a dazed expression.
He could see what ordinary people couldn’t.
To Hu Fangyuan, Ye Wuchen was just a measly True Immortal at the peak of his realm—an ant that could be crushed with a mere thought.
But in Xie Buruo’s eyes, Ye Wuchen was no ordinary True Immortal. He was bathed in golden light, surrounded by blooming flowers and swirling grand daos!
The moment he even considered harming Ye Wuchen, an indescribable terror would seize him—an abyss of darkness and coldness threatening to swallow him whole.
But if he followed Ye Wuchen’s lead, the veiled mysteries of those grand daos would unfold before him. He could even faintly glimpse figures waving at him—his grandfather, the Thunder Emperor of the Abyss; his great-grandfather, the Nine Abyssal Sea Sovereign; his aunt, the Mermaid Saintess; and his mighty master, the Supreme Ruler of the Divine Realm!
It felt as though a glorious future was beckoning him!
To put it in relatable terms—imagine a time traveler returning to 1998, where a young man named "Pony Ma" pitches a project called "OICQ" for investment. Would you invest?
Who wouldn’t?!
You’d sell everything to get in on it!
So when Xie Buruo received his uncle’s well-meaning reminder, he didn’t hesitate.
Shaking his head firmly, he conveyed his unwavering resolve to the Great Love Divine Sovereign.
"Uncle, you just don’t understand him."
"I’m 98% certain—this investment is a guaranteed win. Trust me!"
Hu Fangyuan: "..."
What could he even do with this kid?
Maybe he should trust his nephew’s talent?
Maybe Xie Buruo truly saw things beyond ordinary perception?
Rational choices were safe, but sometimes, it was the impulsive leaps that reaped the greatest rewards.
Admittedly, Xie Buruo’s confidence gave Hu Fangyuan some reassurance.
He began seriously analyzing the project’s feasibility. If everything went according to Ye Wuchen’s grand vision...
Hiss—
The risks were high, but the potential profits were astronomical!
The biggest gamble was whether Chen Yi could withstand the pressure from the Limitless Immortal Realm and elevate the Violet Star Immortal Realm to new heights.
"Sigh... As promising as this sounds, dealing with Chen Yi is like making a pact with a tiger."
"That man devours people without even spitting out the bones..."
Hu Fangyuan sighed gloomily, his heart still uneasy.
Just then—
Buzz.
Space trembled.
Above Ye Wuchen’s head, the void distorted as a radiant spatial gate slowly materialized.
Chen Yi had arrived.
His calm figure stepped out from the portal.
"Brother Yi, you’re here!" Ye Wuchen’s eyes burned with fervor. "Here’s the ‘Source Flow Plan’ proposal. Take a look—if it’s good, let’s sign?"
"Exactly! My resources are ready to go!" Xie Buruo declared boldly.
Strangely, despite being the one asking for funds (the "client"), Ye Wuchen carried himself like the benefactor.
Meanwhile, Xie Buruo, the actual investor, seemed almost deferential.
"You decide. I trust you completely." Chen Yi skimmed the proposal before handing it back to Ye Wuchen. Then, he turned and called out to the void:
"Black Earth, quit hiding. I sensed the Spring-Autumn Chalice’s aura. Come out and face me."
Hu Fangyuan: "..."
Beside him, the Jade Pivot·Key of Creation sighed softly.
"Let’s go. A pact with a tiger it may be, but we’re already just a pile of bones. Things can’t get much worse."
After a brief silence, Hu Fangyuan nodded. He condensed an avatar, holding the Spring-Autumn Chalice, and strode out from the Heavenly Dao’s domain.
"Why the rush? I was already coming!"
Chen Yi smirked at him. "If I’m not mistaken, you’re the Great Love Divine Sovereign, one of the Divine Realm’s former Supreme Primordial Sovereigns, right?"
Hu Fangyuan remained expressionless as he approached.
"Call me what you will."
"Still pretending?" Chen Yi’s lips curled. With a wave of his hand, he conjured a scene.
In the vision, a towering figure trod upon the grand dao of Spring and Autumn, defying the collapsing tides of the Divine Realm. Countless black chains coiled around his body, dragging him back into the annals of history where he belonged.
As he resisted, his form disintegrated—limbs severed, head crushed, even his primordial spirit torn apart.
Just as the chains were about to pull him into oblivion, he let out a furious roar:
"No! I cannot die yet!"
"Does Heaven ever seal all paths? If I wish to walk, the road shall appear beneath my feet!"
"Spring-Autumn transforms into the cicada—three breaths, and I return!"
The moment the words left his lips—
His primordial spirit abruptly transformed into three strands of clear qi, slipping through the gaps of the dark chains before dispersing into different stretches of the River of Time, vanishing without a trace.
It wasn’t until a reckless four-star clone stumbled into one of these stretches and inadvertently triggered a certain condition that a faint chirp of a cicada echoed across the endless ages—and with it, an ethereal figure returned!
This scene was relayed by another four-star clone still idling upstream in the River of Time.
At first, Chen Yi didn’t notice anything unusual. After all, the clone was in a summer-season timeline, where countless cicadas were buzzing—how could he have singled out that one peculiar cicada?
It was Zhang Bairen who detected an unusual ripple in the River of Time. Initially assuming it was Ling Xiao playing tricks, he almost casually erased the traces—only to realize it was none other than the illustrious Great Love Divine Venerable!
Faced with this irrefutable evidence, Hu Fangyuan fell silent for a moment before finally throwing his hands up in surrender: “Fine, you win. No more pretending—I admit it, I’m the Great Love Divine Venerable!”
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?!
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)
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?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
