"Hiss~~~"
"This Ecological Bubble Sac system really has something to it. Just by munching on dirt like this, its power can maintain a steady, continuous increase. Is there really no bottleneck?"
"A proper cultivator practicing Qi condensation needs at least three months to build a foundation. Looking at the speed this guy's power is increasing, it would only take him... three hours?"
"Hiss... This isn't just a shortcut; this is taking the express lane. It's way too fast!"
"Such a pity, this old man really can't eat dirt though..."
While not fully understanding it, Cui Changsheng chose to respect it.
Thus, he decisively abandoned the Ecological Bubble Sac system, the one with the lowest barrier and easiest entry, and instead focused on the more complex Void Syntax system.
There was no other way. After severing his origin Dao traces and his Great Luo remnant body, his current body was clean, even spotless—a state of purest life essence. He had no cultivation base, no magic power, only the profound knowledge and seasoned experience accumulated over countless eons.
How could he possibly cultivate by eating dirt like Chen Hao?
Impossible! His body simply couldn't digest it!
"Hey brother, when did you get here? You smell amazing!"
Just as Cui Changsheng was preparing to leave the Sacred Void Secret Realm to seek opportunities elsewhere, Chen Hao suddenly pounced over like a starving tiger, his gaze blazing as he looked at this fair and clean young man.
"Let me guess, this is an immortal Dao spirit realm left behind by the Sacred Void Sect, inaccessible to mortals. I was brought in by my master. And you, my friend, you don't look like a local. An extra-dimensional visitor, right?"
Cui Changsheng gave a faint smile. "Little friend Chen Hao, this humble Daoist is Cui Changsheng, a senior to your master."
"Oh? Really? Then I must treat you properly!" Chen Hao's smile was brilliant as he quickly closed the distance.
He didn't believe a word of this guy's nonsense!
If he were really his master's senior, wouldn't his master have informed him?
It had to be said, the aura emanating from this fellow was utterly tantalizing. It felt to him... like the jade mud under that thousand-year-old peach tree back home—white, tender, juicy. Taking a bite... slurp... makes me a little homesick...
Of course, none of that was important. What mattered was he could tell at a glance this fair and clean guy wasn't human, clearly a spirit creature transformed from an extra-dimensional clod of earth!
No!
This should be called an extra-dimensional demon!
Despicable extra-dimensional demon, daring to disguise yourself as my master's senior to steal the opportunities of the Flying Star Continent?
I, Chen Hao, the sole cultivator on the Flying Star Continent besides my old master, will personally roast you into a sweet, fragrant little pastry!
After eating spirit soil for so many days, I'm about to puke. It's high time to taste a rare delicacy from beyond like you!
Thump thump thump...
One step, two steps, one step, two steps, one step two steps like claws, like the steps of a devil!
With an enthusiastic smile plastered on his face, Chen Hao hurried closer, afraid of scaring off this fair and clean extra-dimensional demon.
Cui Changsheng: "..."
What's with the drooling?
You want to eat this old man?
This damn familiar feeling, the exact same nature. Truly worthy of being Chen Yi's disciple!
Do you really think this old man is a powerless mortal now?
"Ice Soul Spike!"
Although his physical body had no magic power after severing his Dao fruits, his primordial spirit remained tough!
This was the accumulation of countless eons. Even having nothing now, it could still rival a deity!
A single Ice Soul Spike condensed from mental force was enough to freeze this little fool who'd lost his mind, letting him cool off properly!
However, Cui Changsheng overlooked one thing.
That was, Chen Hao was Chen Yi's closed-door disciple, and he still wore the Chaos Colored Pearl around his neck.
Although a free-range strategy was adopted for this closed-door disciple, given Chen Yi's nature, would he not leave some protective measures for his precious disciple?
Therefore!
When the formless mental attack, the Ice Soul Spike, approached within a meter of Chen Hao, the Chaos Colored Pearl suddenly glowed, solidifying the surrounding void and giving form to the formless spike!
"Huh? What's this? Cold and icy like a popsicle. Let me give it a lick... slurp... kinda numbs the mouth..."
Chen Hao was a little glutton. Limited by his own circumstances, aside from the dirt he was sick of eating, he wanted to taste everything else!
Of course, he wasn't an idiot. One lick of this popsicle and his tongue felt like it was being pricked by ten thousand needles. Clearly, it was an attack launched by that fair and clean guy!
At the same time, the slightly vibrating pearl on his chest reminded him that his master had intervened to block this attack for him!
"Tsk tsk tsk, quite the feisty temper. I have my master's protection, it's fine. I've decided, I'm eating you today!"
With that, Chen Hao stopped hiding his power. The Ecological Bubble Sac system activated fully, a terrifying force field erupting and instantly distorting the void for ten miles around!
It was impossible to judge Chen Hao's strength using orthodox cultivation systems. Judging by the aura he emitted, he was only around the conventional Golden Core stage, but this bizarre domain could firmly restrain even a Nascent Soul cultivator!
One must know, Chen Hao had only been cultivating for about two and a half days from start to now!
A practice duration of two and a half days, progressing from a regular mortal with some strength to suppressing a Nascent Soul Patriarch?
This guy is absolutely cheating!
"Stop, stop, stop! I really am your master's senior! Don't come any closer!"
Seeing Chen Hao charging towards him with menacing momentum, Cui Changsheng admitted he was starting to panic a little.
This guy's defense had Chen Yi's colored pearl, directly nullifying his mental force. His attack methods were extremely bizarre and hard to guard against. And most importantly, he had nowhere to run. This secret realm had been locked by Chen Yi; the exit would only open when Chen Hao reached a certain level...
Could it be that he, a former Dao Ancestor, was going to be chased around like a headless chicken by a dirt-eating little brat?
"Shut up! If I'm doing something wrong, my master will naturally stop me. But right now he isn't stopping me, which proves I'm not wrong. Stop struggling, it's useless. I'm eating you!"
Chen Hao's eyes blazed. Using both hands and feet, he bounded towards Cui Changsheng with monkey-like speed.
Cui Changsheng turned and ran, using his mental force to break through Chen Hao's gravitational field while shouting loudly, "Chen Yi! Chen Yi!!!"
"I know you can hear me! Hurry up and control your disciple! He wants to eat me!!!"
"Chen Yi? Is that my master's name? Really? Same surname as me? No wonder he feels so familiar, almost like my dad..."
"Of course it's true! Stop chasing! Disrespecting a senior is a grave offense!"
"I don't care who you are! As long as my master doesn't stop me, I'm not wrong!"
"..."
Cui Changsheng was inevitably chased until he was leaping about, somewhat disheveled.
And of course, Chen Yi was aware of everything happening within the Sacred Void Secret Realm.
But he didn't mind.
For Senior Cui Changsheng to gloriously join the Alternative Evolution, he needed to grind away that dense aura of orthodox cosmic energy clinging to him.
Let Chen Hao absorb it.
He had more important matters to attend to.
The Purple Tenuity Heavenly Dao... was almost unable to suppress the increasingly turbulent fortune anymore!
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.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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."
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.
