Inside the Celestial Robe Stele, Cui Changsheng's true spirit consciousness was in a state of deep hibernation, impervious to ordinary stimuli. This showed just how much trust he placed in Chen Yi—believing that with Chen Yi guarding the Celestial Robe Stele, there was nothing left to worry about. His sense of security was utterly unshakable!
Yet, he never could have imagined that Chen Yi would stab him in the back!
In an instant, an invasion occurred!
An overwhelmingly domineering will forcibly surged into the depths of the Celestial Robe Stele, ruthlessly forcing its way into Cui Changsheng's still-drowsy true spirit!
Everything happened far too quickly. By the time Cui Changsheng realized what was happening, it was already too late.
His consciousness felt as though it was being violently yanked upward, as if a supercharged booster had been strapped to his backside, launching him straight into the heavens in an instant!
Dazed and disoriented, his mind flickered in and out of awareness...
Then, abruptly, a dazzling, nine-colored radiance burst before his eyes!
This light... Cui Changsheng recognized it immediately. It was the Time Veil—the luminous barrier shrouding the main current of the Immortal Realm's River of Time!
In that moment, overwhelming terror consumed him.
"Wait... the Immortal Realm's River of Time? How could my consciousness appear here? Has my true self perished, requiring my guidance to return?"
"No!"
"I can clearly sense that my true self still exists. Though his aura is weakened, it’s nowhere near the point of annihilation. So why am I here? What in the world is happening?!"
"Where is Chen Yi? Where is he?!"
Utterly bewildered, Cui Changsheng instinctively sought Chen Yi's help.
But Chen Yi remained silent, only continuing to forcefully take control.
Using his four-star avatar within the Immortal Realm's River of Time as an anchor, his will—unhindered by the passage of time—as the conduit, and the connection between Cui Changsheng's true spirit and his true self as the guide, Chen Yi forcibly reestablished contact with Cui Changsheng's lost true self and locked onto his spatiotemporal coordinates!
"Oooohhh!!!"
"Chen Yi?! Is that you?!"
"What are you doing?! Wait, wait, I—"
The sudden acceleration was too much for Cui Changsheng. His true spirit traversed endless time and space in an instant, the sheer force of the thrust unbearable. Were it not for Chen Yi's tyrannical will shielding him, his fragile spirit would have been torn apart by the crushing pressure of the infinite void!
A will capable of piercing through time without delay was an absurdly overpowered ability. And aside from the freak who possessed it, few could withstand the relentless pressure of the endless epochs bearing down upon them!
This was nothing like walking upon the River of Time in person. When physically traversing the river, one could rely on specific methods to counteract the erosion of time, minimizing the pressure endured.
But forcibly projecting one's will into the past meant bearing the full weight of history—enduring the impact of countless heroic wills etched into the annals of time!
It was the difference between rowing a boat along the river and diving straight into the water to swim.
Walking the River of Time was like rowing. Piercing through time with sheer will was like swimming against the current!
This pressure was something even Cui Changsheng's true self couldn’t withstand, let alone a mere wisp of his spirit.
So, after just two and a half years' worth of temporal thickness, Cui Changsheng's true spirit triggered its self-preservation mechanism and blacked out completely.
"Good. Now, nothing can interfere with my operations."
Chen Yi smirked, gripping Cui Changsheng's spirit tightly as he followed the sensed direction, traversing the boundless void in an instant.
As he had said before—Cui Changsheng had lag. Chen Yi did not.
Across the endless barriers of time and space, even the slightest delay could lead to catastrophic deviations. Having Cui Changsheng's spirit awake would only hinder his movements!
Buzz—!!!
His domineering will surged forth, crossing infinite time and space in the blink of an eye!
When the distances of time and space were erased, the forgotten annals of history would inevitably be remembered once more!
"Found you!"
Chen Yi's eyes blazed as he flipped forward and plunged into the Immortal Realm's River of Time, pinpointing a single droplet of water drifting within the vast currents of time.
Forgotten histories did not merge with the flow of time. They existed independently, isolated. Unless one was part of that history, they could observe but never enter.
"Heh, interesting. Another lock to pick, huh? Let me see..."
Chen Yi rubbed against the droplet, probing its surface. Though a thin membrane of causality separated it—impenetrable without the right cause and effect—he eventually found a tiny gap and slipped in, just a little.
Of course, he only managed to wedge himself in slightly. To fully enter, he needed to locate the precise moment in time and form a causal contract.
Forcing his way in risked disrupting the chain of causality, potentially causing the entire forgotten history to collapse!
That was unacceptable—because Cui Changsheng was still inside!
So...
Plop—
The heavy currents of time slapped against his face as Chen Yi peered closely. The forgotten history unfolded before him like a dynamic scroll.
This scroll was long, every inch representing the passage of time within it.
Yet it was also short—its beginning and end overlapping, cycling endlessly, a testament to its forgotten nature.
Chen Yi observed the history like watching a video, freely adjusting the playback speed, skipping the unimportant parts and focusing only on the key moments.
Soon, he saw it—
Cui Changsheng, in his pursuit of refining a primordial Dao mark, had accidentally stumbled into the Chi Tian Cavern. Discovering that this history had been forgotten, completely hidden from the Immortal Realm, he was overjoyed!
This was a turning point. But Chen Yi couldn’t form a causal contract here to fully enter the history.
He had to keep scrolling.
Soon, he saw another scene—
Cui Changsheng receiving a message from two ghostly envoys of the Divine Realm, cautiously linking with the Celestial Robe Stele to relay information. Then, suddenly, Chi Tian himself leaped out, seizing Cui Changsheng in an attempt to refine him!
"Keh keh keh!"
"I never thought the Indestructible Celestial Court would be so full of fatal flaws! This is my chance—you shall all become my tools!"
"Keh keh keh!!!"
Chen Yi: "..."
Is this really an Immortal Emperor?
Oh, right—a scavenger Immortal Emperor. That explains it.
The only downside was that this turning point had been thrown into chaos by Chi Tian's appearance, making it impossible for Chen Yi to form a causal contract.
He had to keep scrolling, searching for the next opportunity.
But there were no more turning points left.
Cui Changsheng had only entered this forgotten history because he had tampered with Chi Tian's primordial Dao mark, forming a causal contract that led him into the Chi Tian Cavern.
And as everyone knew—Chen Yi couldn’t refine primordial Dao marks. So he couldn’t form the contract.
All he could do was helplessly watch as Cui Changsheng, locked in battle with Chi Tian, grew weaker and weaker, until he was finally exhausted and refined...
At the end of the history’s timeline, the cycle simply repeated.
The only difference was that Chi Tian had begun erasing the turning points, wiping away all traces of Cui Changsheng's presence and settling the causal debts.
If he succeeded in eliminating the last remnants of Cui Changsheng, then Cui Changsheng would truly perish. Even if he could eventually return using the failsafes left in the Celestial Robe Stele, his primordial Dao mark—once lost—would be gone forever!
How could this be allowed?!
Chen Yi's gaze darkened as he swiftly removed the 2.0 version of the Heaven-Shielding Robe from his body and began warming up.
Since he couldn't enter this ancient history through proper channels, he would have to resort to some... less orthodox methods!
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.”
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...
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)
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?"
