The Flying Star Continent.
After a moment of silence, Chen Yi's one-star immortal avatar finally spoke.
"Give me a portion of your core essence."
It was a statement, not a request.
The Flying Star Heavenly Dao fell silent.
Core essence—what was that?
It was the source code!
If handed over and fully deciphered, Chen Yi could freely manipulate and reshape this Heavenly Dao as he pleased, molding the entire Flying Star Continent into his own design!
In principle, the Flying Star Heavenly Dao couldn’t afford to give it.
But now, principles were in Chen Yi’s hands. Refusal meant instant refinement and annihilation!
Whether willing or not—if he demanded it, it had to be given!
With clear understanding, the Flying Star Heavenly Dao acted decisively, splitting off a wisp of its core essence.
BOOM!!!
Instantly, the continent quaked, mountains shook, and the land trembled—a reflection of the Heavenly Dao’s loss.
Yet the Flying Star Heavenly Dao’s resilience was astounding. The continent merely swayed briefly before stabilizing.
Witnessing this, Chen Yi carefully stored the core essence, then produced seven Star-Suppressing Seals from his possession.
"Don’t worry, I won’t take it for free. These are for you!"
Since the Heavenly Dao had been straightforward, he wouldn’t be stingy either.
Such a promising Heavenly Dao was well worth the investment!
After all, if his own Purple Star Heavenly Dao faltered, the Flying Star Heavenly Dao could serve as a backup.
"Eh? These treasures forged from stars... truly for me?"
The Flying Star Heavenly Dao was pleasantly surprised.
It had expected a one-sided loss, yet here was compensation.
These seven treasures, refined from massive stars, were more than enough to stabilize the slightly disturbed foundational laws—even freeing up energy to deduce higher-tier laws!
Honestly, this outsider guest was unexpectedly kind!
Chen Yi waved a hand. "What’s given is given. I’ll also teach you a method to accelerate the evolution of your world’s laws. Will you learn it?"
The Heavenly Dao paused, then tentatively asked, "Is it the ‘fabricated fate’ technique you mentioned earlier?"
Chen Yi nodded slightly. "Fabricated fate is just one application. The true wonder of this method lies in ‘turning falsehoods into truth.’ It maximizes the Heavenly Dao’s initiative, speeding up law derivation while minimizing errors!"
"I’ll learn it!"
Without hesitation, the Flying Star Heavenly Dao affirmed its resolve.
Though it had built a solid foundation through variables, those same variables now hindered further progress—its law derivation had stagnated, even regressed slightly.
This outsider’s method was tailor-made to break the deadlock!
How could it refuse?
Chen Yi nodded again. "Good. Listen well. This ‘falsehoods into truth’ method varies in application across Heavenly Daos. What I impart to you is the profound wisdom of the Purple Star Heavenly Dao, tempered over billions of years..."
HUMMMM—
The sky of the Flying Star Continent trembled faintly as the Heavenly Dao absorbed the teachings, its understanding expanding like a door to a new world.
Two and a half hours later.
The lesson—corrupting the innocent... no, the seasoned Heavenly Dao mentoring the novice—finally concluded.
After a quick practice session, the enlightened Flying Star Heavenly Dao spoke reverently:
"Thank you, Master, for imparting this technique. You shall be revered as this world’s Heavenly Teacher!"
A divine proclamation echoed across the continent. Countless beings looked up in bewilderment, their minds inexplicably imprinting with the image of a towering, indistinct figure.
No face, no voice—only the knowledge that this was the Heavenly Teacher of their world.
"Ugh... I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel like bowing."
"Heavenly Teacher—the mentor of the Heavenly Dao. Yeah, we gotta bow."
"The heavens’ master? Then we definitely should bow!"
"Heavenly Teacher! Heavenly Teacher!!!"
Chants rose, scattered at first, then unified into a thunderous chorus that shook the earth and stirred the seas!
Chen Yi hadn’t expected the Heavenly Dao to pull such a move.
Honestly, it was kinda flattering. Across worlds, he’d been called Heavenly Venerable, Heavenly Emperor, even reviled as a Heavenly Demon. But "Heavenly Teacher"? That had a nice ring to it.
"Heavenly Teacher, now that I’ve learned, what fate shall we craft for Zhou Zheng? And how should his two younger sisters be handled?" the Heavenly Dao inquired respectfully.
Chen Yi replied calmly, "Bestow him the ‘Peerless Prodigy’ fate. I need his cultivation to advance swiftly for future use—but no shortcuts. As for his sisters, handle them as you see fit."
"Understood." The Heavenly Dao hesitated briefly before adding, "Though... his current situation seems rather dire. Should we intervene?"
Chen Yi glanced down at Zhou Zheng, currently being... "cultivated" by three elderly Soul Unity realm women, and shook his head. "No need. I’m in no rush to leave anyway. Let this temper his lust—teach him not to lose his head at the sight of women!"
As he spoke, he absentmindedly muted Zhou Zheng in the chat group.
And so.
That day, Zhou Zheng’s unyielding spine—snapped!
No surprise there. A Soul Unity realm physique was simply too sturdy; the slightest pressure would shatter a Golden Core cultivator.
Like a limp seaweed, he was tossed and turned, tears of regret streaming down his face.
By dawn the next day.
Only after thoroughly analyzing the Flying Star Heavenly Dao’s core essence—and confirming no oversights—did Chen Yi toss the ‘Fate-Soul Ring’ to Zhou Zheng.
When the broken, hollow-eyed protagonist finally escaped his torment, the chat group’s task system struggled to recalibrate its evaluation.
[Ding! As the group leader has once again exceeded task expectations, with difficulty far surpassing original requirements, recalculating rewards. Please wait...]
[Reminder: The assistance task is complete. This world’s Heavenly Dao has detected you. Return now?]
"Yes, yes, open the damn portal already!"
Rewards could wait, but his own Heavenly Dao was practically vibrating with impatience.
With its already subpar optimization, further delay might cause it to self-destruct.
Honestly, for a nearly billion-year-old entity, it was embarrassingly high-strung.
Pathetic, really.
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.”
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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...
