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.
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lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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