Zhang Kuang, the sect master of the Extreme Dao Artifact Sect, had completely lost his composure.
Damn it, a whole pack of goddamn beasts!
They knew that kid was coming, so why didn’t anyone warn me?!
Aren’t we all supposed to be brothers? We call each other brothers when we’re bragging together, but now that trouble’s here, you stab me in the back first, huh?!
I really —
Zhang Kuang cursed viciously in his heart, but his aged face squeezed out a bright, beaming smile.
"Venerable Tribulation Transcender, I hadn’t finished speaking earlier. What I meant to say was—if I threw a punch, you’d be the one kneeling, begging me not to die!"
Having cultivated to the Body Unity realm and risen to the position of a great sect’s leader, he wasn’t a fool—aside from missing a few screws in the head, he was even quite quick-witted. In no time, he managed to smooth over the boast he’d just made.
Chen Yi, of course, didn’t take it to heart. After all, these old coots had been muttering about him behind his back for ages. As long as they didn’t do it to his face, he saw no need to pursue it.
But he did take action—since this old man had been caught red-handed, he couldn’t just pretend he hadn’t heard. He warmly stepped forward and shook Zhang Kuang’s hand in greeting.
"What kind of talk is that? There’ll be times when I still need your help in the future—why would I ever kill you?"
Crack, crack—
A series of bone-chilling snapping sounds echoed through the ancient hall.
The other Body Unity elders present couldn’t bear to watch and averted their eyes.
But Zhang Kuang was a tough man. Even as the bones in his arm were ground to powder, he didn’t make a sound. Instead, he grinned broadly and replied:
"Of course, of course! In the future, if there’s anything this old man can do for you, just say the word!"
Chen Yi wasn’t one for pleasantries. He cut straight to the point:
"The Heavenly Dao is reconstructing the laws of immortality. All of you esteemed elders here can no longer hold back—you must break through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage!"
This, too, was a statement, not a request.
The Body Unity peak elders in the room fell into dead silence.
Break through to Tribulation Transcendence? You make it sound so easy.
But what about our lives?
Let’s be honest—who among them could withstand even a single strike of the Violet Heaven Divine Thunder?
Even if a few could survive the first, what about the forty-eight that followed?
Oh, and let’s not forget—it wasn’t just forty-nine strikes of Violet Heaven Divine Thunder anymore. Thanks to the Venerable Tribulation Transcender’s personal experimentation, the Heavenly Secrets had been updated: after those came another thirty-two strikes of Primordial Chaos Thunder!
Who in their right mind would dare touch such a terrifying Immortal Ascension Tribulation?
Did they all have his level of monstrous talent?
He could just casually face the tribulation when he wanted—or simply run away if he didn’t feel like it!
But for them? Once the Immortal Ascension Tribulation locked onto them, there was only one outcome—utter annihilation!
Yet, as they stared at the Venerable Tribulation Transcender blocking the entrance with that faint smile, none dared to refuse outright.
If we say no… will we even make it home today?
The desperate elders turned their pleading gazes toward the Ancestor of the Ethereal Void Holy Land, who had some personal rapport with Chen Yi.
The message was clear: You’re the only one he listens to. Talk some sense into him! We don’t want to die—and neither do you, right?
The Ethereal Void Holy Land’s ancestor let out a long sigh, set down his teacup, and rose to his feet.
"Ah… I’ve been wondering why my left eyelid’s been twitching lately. So this was why…"
Then, his tone suddenly shifted, brimming with righteous fervor:
"Seven thousand three hundred… eight thousand four hundred… This old man has lived eight thousand eight hundred and twenty-one years. With only a millennium of lifespan left, why cling to this withering existence? Better to charge toward death and seek rebirth!"
"To assist the Heavenly Dao in reopening the path of immortality—this is our duty!"
"However, I have one condition—when I attempt my breakthrough, nothing related to you can be present!"
Betrayal. Absolute betrayal!
Had this old man secretly conspired with that monster long ago?
Was this tea gathering just a trap to round them all up in one fell swoop?!
"Hahaha—!" Chen Yi laughed heartily and cupped his hands in salute. "Ancestor Xuanxuzi remains as noble and far-sighted as ever. When the Heavenly Dao reopens the immortal path, I, Chen Yi, will personally assist you in forging an Immortal Physique!"
The hearts of the assembled elders sank like stones.
Terms already negotiated, and you still claim there was no conspiracy?!
Well, well—who would’ve thought the sagely, immortal-like Xuanxuzi could be so shameless and ruthless?
Pah! We’re ashamed to share the same world as you!
Xuanxuzi paid no mind to their resentful glares. Instead, he chuckled and pointed at Chen Yi.
"Then I’ll hold you to your word. If this old man survives, and you don’t deliver that Immortal Physique—I’ll hound you for it!"
Chen Yi didn’t respond. Instead, he simply displayed it.
Hiss—
In an instant, an overwhelming aura of immortal essence flooded the hall. A small mountain of Immortal Spirit Stones materialized, radiating a dazzling, misty glow that nearly blinded the peak Body Unity elders.
"Gah—!"
"What… what is this?!"
"So fragrant… I want it!"
"This… this can’t be… Immortal Spirit Stones?!"
"Ahhh—this feeling is incredible…"
Their hearts raced, their hands trembled, and their bodies lurched forward uncontrollably.
Boom!
A massive black halberd suddenly slammed down in front of the stone pile, its terrifying force sending the reaching elders stumbling back.
Chen Yi swept his gaze over them, his voice calm but firm.
"Esteemed elders, I said it before—only those who transcend the tribulation may enjoy the rewards. The strong reap the spoils."
Once again, the elders fell into a deathly silence.
An Immortal Physique was tempting, but their lives mattered more. They still had plenty of lifespan left—why take such a risk?
Seeing these cowards resist even such temptation, Chen Yi was utterly disappointed.
If he were a trueborn native of the Purple Star Continent, would he even need these spineless weaklings?
He could single-handedly elevate the Purple Star Heavenly Dao!
But he wasn’t. He was a transmigrator. No matter how flawless his fabricated destiny was, it was still fake.
Though he could suppress all opposition for the Purple Star Heavenly Dao, he couldn’t enhance its ability to deduce the laws of immortality.
That still relied on these cowardly old turtles!
Honestly, the Purple Star Heavenly Dao had been too lenient with them. Letting them squat on their cultivation realms, hoarding spiritual essence without contributing—was that right?
Before, out of respect for the Heavenly Dao, Chen Yi had turned a blind eye.
But now?
The Purple Star Heavenly Dao was asleep.
He’d given them a chance. If they refused to act honorably, he’d make them honorable.
Let’s see who could protect them now!
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?"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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...
