It must be said that Chen Yi had invested the most effort in Liu Ruyan. Even when he stirred up chaos in the Western Sea Realm where An Lan resided, he hadn’t worked this hard.
First, he summoned the Golden Dragon of National Fortune to invite the Great Zhou Dynasty to its demise. Then, he reasoned with the Heavenly Dao of this realm. On top of that, he had to track down and capture every fleeing Great Zhou official to restore order and reassure the people...
While all this effort essentially turned Liu Ruyan into a cultivation accelerator—ready for deployment in no time—it still felt like something was missing.
After all that exertion, the final mission reward was only sixty million points and three million group experience, barely enough to fill the cracks between his teeth. It still felt like a bit of a letdown.
Fortunately, the chat group was quite considerate and didn’t let him toil in vain.
[Ding! Mission reward recalculated.]
[Updated reward for overachieving: One billion points, forty million group experience.]
[Rewards have been deposited into your chat group account. Please check.]
[Friendly reminder: The Heavenly Dao of this realm has detected you but has not expelled you. You may return at any time.]
Pure bliss—Chen Yi was genuinely thrilled.
With this haul, his account balance would skyrocket to 1.55 billion points. Converted entirely into Immortal Yuan Stones, that would be 7,500 stones!
At a rate of one hundred stones per one-star clone to nurture an immortal physique, he could now elevate all his clones to the same level!
Without hesitation—whereas before, the chat group had to nag him to return while he dragged his feet—now he was the one urging the chat group to hurry up and open the teleportation channel to bring his three clones back. He was in a rush!
Liu Ruyan, who had been mechanically signing documents like an emotionless machine, suddenly felt the Phoenix Crown of National Fortune grow heavier. A strange emptiness settled in her heart.
After a brief pause, she vaguely guessed what had happened. She immediately stood up and scanned the surroundings. Confirming that the damned group leader had indeed vanished, she planted her hands on her hips and burst into laughter:
"Hahaha! My ministers, your Heavenly Venerable is gone! Now, this is my empire!"
"Come, say it again—who do you obey? Me or the Heavenly Venerable?"
The civil and military officials exchanged glances, then answered in perfect unison:
"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Venerable has decreed that we need not hesitate to offer candid counsel. Should you wish to dismiss us, you must petition the heavens for approval!"
Liu Ruyan’s smile froze.
This was no fun.
Being an empress was utterly joyless.
......
Inside the Illusory Star Cave.
Only after his mission clones returned did Chen Yi claim his rewards.
[Ding! One billion points have been deposited. Current balance: 1.55315 billion points.]
[Ding! Forty million group experience has been added to the Level 108 group system.]
The next moment, the group system notifications went wild in the muted chat.
[Ding! The group leader has claimed the mission rewards. Group experience +40,000,000.]
[Group level upgraded to 36. 7,000,000 more experience needed for Level 37. Keep it up!]
[Group welfare check-in rewards upgraded. Members can now claim 3,600 points daily.]
[Group red packet limit increased to 360,000 points per day.]
[New feature unlocked—'Super Comprehension.' Members can spend points to activate Super Comprehension, entering a hyper-frequency state where no problem is unsolvable. Cost: 10,000 points per second.]
"Oh? Not a bad feature, though a bit pricey. The others probably can’t afford it..."
Chen Yi frowned, pondered for a moment, then lifted the mute on the entire group.
[TMD the Immortal Ascension Tribulation is still chasing me: The new feature’s decent. Here’s some points for you to try it out.]
[Group leader sent a 360,000-point luck-based red packet.]
After sending the red packet, Chen Yi enabled "Do Not Disturb," unwilling to endure the flood of sycophantic praise from the members. Instead, he opened the Multiverse Store interface, ready for a proper shopping spree.
[Spend 1.2 billion points to exchange for 6,000 Immortal Yuan Stones?]
[Friendly reminder: This transaction may not be the most cost-effective. We recommend exchanging for a single drop of Pangu’s Essence Blood at 1 billion points for better value.]
Chen Yi: "..."
Well, well. He usually ignored those outrageously priced display items, but who knew he’d actually saved up enough to afford one?
But then again... Pangu’s Essence Blood for just a billion points per drop?
Is this stuff legit?
Are you just casually milking Pangu the Great God? Does he even have that much essence blood for you to extract?
Curious, Chen Yi tapped on the product details.
[Pangu’s Essence Blood: Exchange for 999,999,999 points.]
[Description: The essence blood of a Chaos God who once forged a major world. Contains vast primordial chaos energy and fragments of the Great Dao Laws. Effects: Nurtures the body, enhances vitality, aids in comprehending the Dao, and more.]
Hiss—
This is the real deal!
Tempting... very tempting...
Nope. Close tab!
Chen Yi shut the details page without further hesitation.
As incredible as it was, it didn’t suit him.
His true self didn’t dare use it, and his clones couldn’t handle it.
The last thing he needed was a clone evolving into a mini-Pangu, potentially overtaking him and declaring itself the true original.
He reopened the Immortal Yuan Stones page, ignored the system’s "friendly reminder," and clicked "Confirm Exchange."
[Payment successful. Items have been delivered to your personal storage. Please check.]
"Extract all!"
Hummmmm—
Space trembled as a crystalline mountain of Immortal Yuan Stones materialized out of thin air. Thick immortal energy instantly saturated the entire Illusory Star Cave.
The next second, the Purple Star Heavenly Dao came sniffing around like a dog.
"Brother Yi, such rich immortal energy! Is this for me? I could totally evolve further—"
"Scram. I need this for something else."
"Got it!"
The Purple Star Heavenly Dao promptly withdrew its will and thoughtfully sealed off the Illusory Star Cave—just in case Brother Yi’s activities attracted too much attention. An Immortal Ascension Tribulation would be... inconvenient.
After all, they’d been partners for years. If Brother Yi succeeded, it could ride his coattails to greatness. And if he failed... No, no—Brother Yi would succeed!
Sigh...
Inside the cave, Chen Yi took a deep breath to steady his restless emotions.
With a wave of his hand, he set aside 480 Immortal Yuan Stones as backup. The remaining 5,520 stones were divided into 46 portions of 120 stones each, which he infused into each of his 46 ordinary one-star clones—including the one hosting the chat group system!
Refining Immortal Yuan, transforming into an immortal physique—it all began now!
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."
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
