The so-called "system" was actually just Ling Xiao pulling the strings behind the scenes.
And the so-called "host" bound to the system? Merely a carefully selected scapegoat!
After all, not just anyone was qualified to be chosen. Though the Heavenly Dao of the Tian Shu Star Domain was weak, it had deep ties to Chen Yi. Moreover, Fang Fan hailed from this realm, and the Chaos Supreme Treasure would pay special attention to this world due to its shielding of its master's karma!
If a host were chosen at random, the Chaos Supreme Treasure would likely sense it before the plan even began, drawing Chen Yi's gaze—a disastrous outcome...
Thus, Ling Xiao had no choice but to select a "lucky one" with the fate of a lone wolf, someone whose actions—no matter how outrageous—would escape the notice of the Heavenly Dao and the Chaos Supreme Treasure, let alone Chen Yi, who was busy with who-knows-what!
Thanks to Ling Xiao's meticulous planning, the scheme proceeded smoothly.
"A longevity coffin embedded with fragments of the Primordial Chaos Bell—surely you’ll take the bait, Wuji."
In an unknown space, Ling Xiao's dharma form stood silently atop the shattered remnants of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, his gaze both profound and sharp.
Yet when his eyes fell upon the severely damaged Creation Disk, they were instantly filled with a faint sorrow.
"Ah... I started with three Chaos Supreme Treasures, a hand dealt by the heavens themselves. Yet I shattered them all—the Eternal Bronze Coffin damaged, the Primordial Chaos Bell broken, the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk split apart..."
"With the situation so dire... can I still reach the other shore?"
"My life... truly feels like treading on thin ice..."
"......"
Among the three Chaos Supreme Treasures Ling Xiao still possessed, the only one that hadn’t suffered catastrophic damage and could still be restored to wholeness was the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk.
After all, the Creation Disk had merely been forcibly split into three parts. Chen Yi held one-third of the fragments, while the spirit of the treasure, manifested as a small golden dragon, possessed only one-fifth. Combined, they made up half.
And Ling Xiao himself held only the other half.
Let’s be honest—the offensive power of the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk might pale in comparison to other Chaos Supreme Treasures, perhaps even weak. But in terms of functionality? The other treasures combined might not match its utility!
For example, even though Wuji had cornered him deep within the River of Time, theoretically preventing him from manipulating events in the present era...
But because he held the Creation Disk, as long as even a trace of his will remained in the world, he could still tap into the accumulated Dao Rhyme of the Nine Great Epochs across the myriad realms, wielding the power of an Immortal Emperor!
To put it simply—if Ling Xiao willed it, he could be omnipresent across all realms except the Immortal Realm.
Thus, in Wuji’s eyes, the outside world was practically teeming with Ling Xiao. Unless Ling Xiao revealed himself, Wuji couldn’t pinpoint his true location!
This was precisely why Wuji knew he absolutely couldn’t let Ling Xiao escape the Immortal Realm. Otherwise, it would be like a clay ox drowning in the sea—not only would Ling Xiao vanish without a trace, but he’d also muddy the waters, making effective observation impossible!
Thus, through Wuji’s own meticulous scheming, Ling Xiao failed to escape the Immortal Realm. He only managed to send the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk and the Epoch Treasury out...
And that was exactly what Wuji wanted!
Unfortunately, a needle dropped into a murky ocean is hard enough to find—but when there’s also some unknown, terrifying creature lurking in those waters, would Wuji dare reach in to retrieve it?
The answer was obvious—Wuji didn’t dare.
To play it safe, he could only wait for the filth in the murky waters to settle, for the waters to clear and reveal the lurking horror below, before slowly making his move.
In other words—strengthen the Immortal Ascension Tribulation, close the Gates of Ascension, meticulously unravel Ling Xiao’s lingering Dao Rhyme, eradicate his influence, and eliminate the uncontrollable superposition of variables. Only then could he step in to face the tribulation himself...
But Wuji never expected that after failing to gain the upper hand against the variable, just as he was about to withdraw from the lower realms and focus solely on hunting Ling Xiao in the depths of the River of Time... Ling Xiao would jump out and dangle bait right in front of him?!
In the Immortal Realm, within Wuji’s treasure palace—
The moment the longevity coffin containing fragments of the Primordial Chaos Bell appeared, Wuji instantly locked onto its source.
The Heaven-Gazing Mirror immediately reflected the scene atop the Thunder Accumulation Mountain.
But alas, Ling Xiao had cast the bait and fled in an instant. By the time Wuji noticed, all he saw was Ling Xiao’s hook—not a single trace of the man himself.
"Good, very good, Ling Xiao! You’ve done this flawlessly!"
"Thunder Accumulation Mountain, the Wang Family, the Fang Family, Fang Zheng, Fang Fan... Are you trying to show me the hook, or something else?"
"I had no intention of wasting more effort on the lower realms, but you insist on borrowing my blade to kill?"
"Fine. I’ll bite. But I hope you can afford the price!"
Wuji’s gaze darkened as he ran his fingers over the surface of the Heaven-Gazing Mirror once more.
At the same time—
The Myriad Phenomena Mystic Ring also sensed something.
As the ninth Chaos Supreme Treasure to emerge, its power was no weaker than the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk—only its focus differed. The Mystic Ring leaned more toward auxiliary functions, and in some aspects, it couldn’t match the Creation Disk’s versatility.
But as an auxiliary treasure, it could detect almost any risk that might affect its master—instantly!
Ling Xiao’s scheme was indeed ingenious, his methods unique. Against any other Chaos Supreme Treasure, he might have succeeded.
But unfortunately, he was up against Little Ring!
The newer Chaos Supreme Treasures boasted more advanced and seamless functions. As for the older ones? Well... cough—they’d been thoroughly studied. Even if one hadn’t handled them personally, countermeasures could still be devised. That’s why the older treasures had gone into hiding...
"Someone’s targeting Fang Fan?"
"Hmm... The aura of the Creation Disk’s power..."
"First, we can rule out the Venerable One. Second, we can rule out Senior Creation Disk’s avatar, Zhao Huazhen. That leaves only one possibility!"
Within the Boundless Realm, Little Ring’s twin braids twitched. Without alerting Fang Fan, who was still receiving instruction from Hu Fangyuan, she stealthily poked the Venerable One’s idle avatar nearby.
[Venerable One, Venerable One! Are you asleep? Big trouble! Respond if you hear me—urgent, super urgent!]
At the same time—
Chen Yi, who had been discussing reform plans with the Zi Wei Heavenly Dao, suddenly raised an eyebrow and responded without delay.
"What is it?"
His will transcended time—no lag, no delay. Though his avatar in the Boundless Realm appeared idle, he was always online. He just didn’t want to listen to Black Earth’s so-called "righteous path" ramblings.
Little Ring replied swiftly.
[Venerable One, in the Tian Shu Star Domain—Fang Fan’s homeland—there’s been a surge of the Creation Disk’s power!]
["I suspect this is the work of the former Immortal Emperor, Ling Xiao. He wants to reveal certain truths to the current Immortal Emperor, Wuji. This is aimed at Fang Fan’s brother—and even more so, at me!"]
["Venerable One, what should we do now?"]
Hearing this, Chen Yi was momentarily startled but quickly replied with calm assurance, "How could I overlook such an obvious flaw? Just focus on listening to Black Earth’s lecture with Fang Fan. Leave the rest to me!"
["Got it!"]
Little Huanhuan was immediately put at ease.
After all, it was common knowledge that the Venerable One always planned meticulously before acting, never engaging in battles he wasn’t certain of winning.
If he was already prepared, it could only mean he intended to use this situation to achieve a greater purpose!
Wasn’t his instruction to "just focus on the lecture" clear enough?
The Venerable One obviously didn’t want her involved in this matter!
All she had to do was pretend ignorance. That said, this Black Earth teacher’s lecture was truly impressive—Fang Fan was utterly captivated, making rapid progress. He could now effortlessly control the sixth layer of the Infinite Realm. As a token of gratitude, maybe she’d purify fewer of those misfits for him later...
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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.
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...
