Does the Heavenly Dao of Ziwei think Chen Yi is pushing himself too hard and getting exhausted?
In reality, Chen Yi isn’t just not tired—he’s actually having a blast!
After all, to some extent, the overly youthful Chen Yi is essentially a gaming addict, and controlling his avatars to pull off all sorts of flashy moves is downright exhilarating!
But alas, because his stats are too overpowered, everyone in the lower realm seems like a weakling to him. Crushing noobs brings no sense of achievement, and steamrolling everything feels boring—there’s no thrill of skillful gameplay left.
The only thing that can make him temporarily retreat is the Tribulation of Ascension, but it’s far too ruthless. If he toys with it for even a moment, he has to flee, or else he’ll get beaten black and blue, leaving no room for fancy maneuvers. So, he’s forced to hole up in the Illusory Star Abode, endlessly refining his foundation, occasionally teasing the Ziwei Heavenly Dao for what he calls "rest"...
But how can one waste their time like this in life?
If all he does is bury himself in cultivation and accumulate power, what’s the difference between that and being imprisoned?
So, Prisoner Yi (a self-mocking nickname) keeps going back to mess with the Tribulation of Ascension. In this lower realm where everyone is just a weakling, only the heavenly tribulation descending from the upper realm can get his blood pumping!
But even playing with the Tribulation of Ascension gets old—not just for him, but for the tribulation itself. From strangers to mutual annoyance, it took eight hundred years. Without some fresh excitement, it’s hard to keep the passion alive...
Fortunately, right after his eighty-first round with the tribulation, when he was so fed up he even cursed it out, Chen Yi finally stumbled upon a new game!
That’s right—
A chat group appeared!
Without any warning, it just popped into Chen Yi’s mind.
This mysterious power was beyond his comprehension at the time!
Fear stems from the unknown, but Chen Yi doesn’t feel fear—only excitement!
Why?
Because the unknown means something new!
And novelty is a rare commodity—of course he’s going to savor it!
And so, Chen Yi, now armed with a new toy, played to his heart’s content!
He even managed to force out the true master behind the chat group—Ling Xiao!
Honestly, this was the second being in eight hundred years to truly excite Chen Yi!
As for the first? Well… that would be the wild wolf he encountered right after transmigrating, when he was still a helpless infant. He nearly got solo-killed at level one—now that was a thrill!
Of course, back then, the old man showed up, so the wolf was no threat. But if he wants to mess with Ling Xiao now, there’s no one left to shield him. Ahead lies the half-dead Immortal Emperor Wuji, and behind him—nothing. No reinforcements!
But he did it anyway!
It’s all just fun and games—it’s not like he’s risking his true self. Just a few avatars; if they break, he’ll make new ones!
And thanks to Ling Xiao’s appearance, Chen Yi even rediscovered his passion for the Tribulation of Ascension, tossing all his old avatars at it to vent his frustration...
But alas, Ling Xiao’s arrival also drew the attention of Wuji, the reigning Immortal Emperor!
That idiot Ling Xiao has no sportsmanship—before the match was even decided, he called in backup, and of all people, his sworn enemy!
What, the enemy of my enemy is my friend?
Then why aren’t Prisoner Yi and Wuji friends?
Not only have they repeatedly tried to gut each other, but Wuji also has no shame—he straight-up locked away the Tribulation of Ascension, forcing Chen Yi to gaze longingly at the celestial gate, forever barred from his favorite plaything...
Fine!
Games are no fun without a challenge!
The more he’s suppressed, the hotter Prisoner Yi’s momentum burns!
Because he refuses to walk the orthodox path, he lacks any special mechanics—just pure, unadulterated stats. And that’s exactly why he loves hunting down these top-tier, mechanically skilled freaks!
Especially ultimate bosses like Ling Xiao and Wuji, who can’t personally intervene due to their stalemate!
Ling Xiao is in a tight spot—his will manifests, but he lacks real power. No matter how clever his moves, he’s no match for Prisoner Yi, who can fuse avatars and keep escalating!
Wuji, on the other hand, is too fastidious, relying on puppets with built-in lag. No matter how slick his techniques, he’s lost every round against Prisoner Yi, whose will transcends time with zero delay!
Let’s be real—Prisoner Yi’s margin for error is ridiculously high. He can play or quit whenever he feels like it!
But he’s still too young, unseasoned by the trials of time, and remains that restless gaming addict who can’t stand boredom. So if something’s fun, he’ll play it—relentlessly!
He doesn’t fear opponents who can’t handle losing—he fears opponents who refuse to play at all!
"Ling Xiao, just you wait—Wuji and I are coming for you soon!"
Deep within the Illusory Star Abode, Chen Yi’s gaze was profound. He had already summoned three five-star avatars, ready to descend upon the Celestial Pivot Star Domain!
Meanwhile...
In the Immortal Realm.
Wuji’s Divine Palace.
After much hesitation, Wuji finally steeled himself, severing a trace of his origin dao mark and refining it into an invincible incarnation to send to the lower realm for a special mission!
Truthfully, this decision wasn’t easy for Wuji.
The lower realm is Ling Xiao’s territory. A mere ten thousand years isn’t enough to erase his influence entirely. Even if Ling Xiao’s true self is trapped in the depths of the River of Time, his residual dao resonance lingers across the myriad realms, endlessly eroding Wuji’s own dao marks!
Just like when Ling Xiao once sacrificed two of his own origin dao marks to forcibly "borrow" one of Wuji’s—once it enters the lower realm, that dao mark is as good as corrupted by Ling Xiao’s resonance. Even if recovered, it’s no longer his!
So, the moment this severed dao mark descends, its loss is guaranteed.
If he can seize Ling Xiao’s Epochal Treasure Vault, it’s a massive win. Otherwise, it’s a crushing defeat!
And this invincible incarnation won’t just face Ling Xiao—there’s also the lurking anomaly of the lower realm, Chen Yi, who can’t be directly observed!
It’d be fine if Chen Yi stayed out of his conflict with Ling Xiao, but that’s practically impossible!
Because this whole mess started when Ling Xiao played a cunning trick, declaring the ownership of a supreme treasure!
When Wuji turned his gaze to investigate, he quickly realized that while the Celestial Pivot Star Domain seemed shrouded in the treasure’s mist, it was actually completely unguarded!
What does that mean?
It means that little freak Chen Yi is absolutely allowing it—no, he deliberately left this loophole for Ling Xiao to exploit! There’s no way someone like him would overlook something so obvious!
Admittedly, Wuji’s reasoning isn’t baseless. After all, the Ziwei Continent has already been erased from existence by Chen Yi, hidden away in the Sea of Realms where none can find it!
The Celestial Pivot Star Domain, however, is the homeland of Fang Fan, the wielder of the Chaos Supreme Treasure, and holds Fang Fan’s most primal imprint. If Chen Yi truly valued him, he would’ve shielded the star domain too, erasing its existence to block all prying eyes!
But he didn’t!
Does that mean he doesn’t care about Fang Fan?
The wielder of a Chaos Supreme Treasure isn’t worth his attention?
Don’t be ridiculous!
That little freak already owns one Chaos Supreme Treasure, yet he dared snatch a fragment of the Creation Disk right from Wuji’s grasp!
Someone that greedy would never overlook Fang Fan!
As for the idea of killing Fang Fan outright to seize that Chaos Supreme Treasure... such a possibility isn’t entirely out of the question, but the odds are vanishingly small—practically impossible!
After all, an enraged Chaos Supreme Treasure would be nearly impossible to suppress. If Chen Yi dared to attempt it, the treasure would undoubtedly fight him to the death, even willingly throwing itself into another’s hands just to exact vengeance on Chen Yi!
Thus, after eliminating all impossibilities, only one answer remains:
Chen Yi intends to exploit the loophole in the Celestial Pivot Star Domain to achieve something!
"Heh, you’re fishing for Ling Xiao, but Ling Xiao is also fishing for me. This is a trap within a trap—let’s see whose hook is sharper!"
"Even if we fail to locate Ling Xiao this time, we must at least force Chen Yi to unveil the secrets of the Chaos Supreme Treasure!"
"I’ll allow you to grow and thrive, but I will never permit you to break free from the boundaries I’ve set!"
"Damnable variable of calamity... Once you fully manifest to face your tribulation, I will suppress and slaughter you without fail!"
A sinister light flickered in Wuji’s eyes.
Compared to Ling Xiao—a setting sun with no hope of resurgence—this variable of calamity was far more worthy of his wariness.
Thus, when his Primordial Dao Mark avatar descended to the lower realm, its primary mission was to locate Ling Xiao’s Epoch Treasury. But its secondary objective was to evade entanglement with Chen Yi. If escape proved impossible, the secondary task would become the primary one: deal with Chen Yi first, then pursue Ling Xiao!
Swiftly—
After taking all necessary precautions to eliminate potential risks, the Observing Heaven Mirror before Wuji flashed, instantly teleporting his Primordial Dao Mark avatar, an incarnation of supreme power, into the Celestial Pivot Star Domain.
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.
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)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
