【Secluded Cultivation: Just leave him in the group for now. Since your group has reached level 40, have him log into the public channel. I want to talk to him.—From the prestigious Rank 31 on the personal peak leaderboard, Group Level 64, the peerless lord of Group 2.】
This was a declarative sentence.
The meaning was clear: when I speak, you obey.
Chen Yi frowned, feeling a sudden unease in his thoughts.
After all, equal dialogue is built upon comparable strength. Arrogance is the privilege of the strong, while submission is the helplessness of the weak.
To put it simply, if you’re stronger than me, then your arrogance is justified. But if you’re just average, I’m already doing you a favor by treating you as an equal—so how dare you act high and mighty?!
【TMD the Immortal Ascension Tribulation Is Still Chasing Me (Group 108 Leader): Who the hell do you think you are? You dare order me around? I’ve got Group 98’s leader under my wing—come at me if you’ve got a problem!】
Ye Wuchen, the leader of Group 2, was stunned. This guy from Group 108 had some nerve!
Was he just an ignorant fool, or did he truly have the strength to back up his defiance?
Not only did he recklessly take in the leader of Group 98, but now he even had the audacity to talk back to me?!
Admittedly, he wasn’t entirely worthless. To raise a newbie group to such heights in just two and a half months meant his combat prowess had to surpass that useless Gu Yuan’s!
Ye Wuchen speculated that this guy was probably one in a trillion—a lucky bastard who stumbled upon some heaven-defying opportunity right after crossing over, leading to an explosive rise in power, even attracting the Immortal Ascension Tribulation!
No wonder the chat group detected him and gave him such a bizarre nickname. Now he was lording it over the newbies, using the group’s vast resources and his own modest talent to forge an immortal body.
And now he thought he was invincible?!
Pfft. Ye Wuchen had seen plenty like him—all flash, no substance. Sure, their combat stats looked impressive, but they were as flimsy as paper tigers, crumbling at the slightest touch.
Just wait until the old monsters backing Group 98’s leader come for you. Then we’ll see how tough you really are.
【Secluded Cultivation: Young man, don’t be so reckless. Remember, there’s always someone stronger. Things aren’t as simple as you think.—From the personal peak… [Details Expanded]】
After sending this message, Ye Wuchen immediately blocked him, unwilling to waste more words on such an arrogant fool.
【TMD the Immortal Ascension Tribulation Is Still Chasing Me: What’s the point of being young if you’re not reckless? Go on, tell me—how exactly are things not simple?】…!
[The recipient has blocked you. You can no longer send private messages.]
Chen Yi: ……
How rude!
You’re the one who initiated the private chat, yet you can’t even show basic courtesy?
Even if the conversation went sour, at least have the decency to make your stance clear.
Blocking me just like that?
You’ve clearly never met a real piece of sht before!
Frustrated, Chen Yi decided to awaken the mole, Gu Yuan.
He needed answers—just how "not simple" were things?
But just then, the excited voice of the Purple Star Continent’s Heavenly Dao rang out.
“Yi, it’s done! After recalibration, the dimensional deviation has vanished. We can now transplant this perfected quasi-immortal Dao origin into our world!”
"This time, you can't say I rushed it—I debugged it nine whole times! There’s no way anything will go wrong now!"
Chen Yi: "..."
Fine. Consider yourself lucky, old man. Enjoy your little victory for now.
Once I’m done here, you’ll get what’s coming to you.
Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Chen Yi smiled warmly. "Since there are no issues, let’s begin."
But the Purple Star Heavenly Dao hesitated, sounding troubled. "Brother Yi, there’s still one problem..."
"Hmm?"
"You forgot about the Abyssal Matriarch, didn’t you? It’s still locked up in the dark chamber. If we don’t purge it beforehand, it might benefit from the world’s ascension in rank. And also... I couldn’t decipher the information you wanted..."
Just thinking about it made the Purple Star Heavenly Dao furious. That Abyssal Matriarch’s will was unbreakable—no matter what methods were used, its memories remained sealed. It had promised Chen Yi a swift resolution, yet here they were, still unable to crack its mental defenses.
After all the effort Chen Yi had gone through to secure the Super Drive Core and the Quasi-Immortal Dao Origin, failing at such a simple task was downright shameful.
Chen Yi paused, then shook his head lightly. "It’s fine. If you can’t decipher it, then don’t. What do you plan to do with that filth?"
Originally, he had hoped to study the Abyssal Matriarch’s unique cloning technique to break through the limit of his own forty-nine doppelgängers.
But after frequent use of his clones and with the Heavenly Tribulation’s "generous gift" of a wisp of Primordial Chaos Thunder Essence, the bottleneck had naturally dissolved.
By the next tribulation, if he could coax a bit more Primordial Chaos Thunder Essence from the Heavenly Tribulation, he could surpass the forty-nine limit and forge a brand-new One-Star Immortal Clone!
Honestly, if the Purple Star Heavenly Dao hadn’t brought it up, he would’ve completely forgotten about the Abyssal Matriarch.
"Brother Yi, how about this—seal it beyond the domain for now. Once my rank ascends and my powers expand, I’ll definitely crack its mental defenses and extract everything you need!"
The Purple Star Heavenly Dao’s tone was resolute.
Sensing its determination, Chen Yi couldn’t help but chuckle. "Really, it’s unnecessary. I’ve already found the answer. If you want to annihilate the Abyssal Matriarch, go ahead."
"Great! Thanks, Brother Yi!"
The Purple Star Heavenly Dao was overjoyed. If not for its failure to fulfill Chen Yi’s request, it would’ve long since obliterated the Abyssal Matriarch—a creature drenched in the blood of 9,586,147,280,652 innocent lives—as retribution.
Soon after, a deafening thunderclap shook the heavens.
The mastermind behind countless atrocities was executed. By the Purple Star Heavenly Dao’s own hand, justice was finally served for the countless souls it had failed to protect.
The next moment, a radiant rainbow pierced through the sky.
Seeing the Purple Star Heavenly Dao in peak condition, Chen Yi wasted no time. He immediately began transplanting the Quasi-Immortal Dao Law Origin!
Bzzzt—!
The earth slowly stirred to life.
Deep within the Purple Star Continent, the long-dormant Immortal Dao Spirit Veins—withered for ages—began to pulse once more!
The searing laws throbbed with energy.
At the world’s edges, the five Heavenly Dao Half-Immortals expanding their territories shone with dazzling light.
"Hahaha! It worked! It actually worked!"
Zhang Kuang roared with laughter, swinging his elbow back to shatter a small asteroid before refining the scattered debris into dust and merging it into the Purple Star Continent.
"Hahaha! Soaring through the nine heavens is just the beginning—I have a feeling I’ll one day traverse the Thirty-Three Heavens!"
The Black Dragon King Ao Burang twisted his mighty draconic body wildly, drawing water vapor from the void and channeling it back to the Purple Star Continent.
"I told you all—Brother Yi would never stop here. The end of the Heavenly Dao is far beyond this, and our destinies won’t remain shackled forever!"
Xuanxuzi was also beaming with joy. With a wave of his hand, he harnessed the power of heaven and earth to refine the violent radioactive energy in the void, then fed it back into the world to strengthen its foundation.
"Fine, he’s impressive!"
Even Bai Yujing, an ancient being who had lived for over a hundred thousand years, cracked a faint smile.
Back when he first realized he had been forcibly bound to the Heavenly Dao, he thought his life was over—no freedom, forced to toil endlessly, no different from a walking corpse.
So after being assigned as the deity overseeing love and karma in the mortal realm, he slacked off completely, putting no effort into anything.
As a result, the world saw countless aberrations—male-male, female-female, human-demon, human-beast, even demon-beast pairings... all kinds of unnatural, ethically outrageous cases.
Had the Purple Star Heavenly Dao not quietly cleaned up his messes, things would have spiraled out of control, and Chen Yi might have skinned him alive!
But that was the past. Now?
Absolutely worth it!
There were differences even among loose immortals—he was a Heavenly Dao loose immortal. The stronger the Heavenly Dao grew, the stronger he became!
He loved his work, and his work loved him!
"Tsk, the territory’s expanding. The sun and moon aren’t enough anymore—guess I’ll forge a few more."
Feng Tianyu, another ancient relic, also began working diligently.
Her path was the Dao of Yin and Yang, and after becoming a Heavenly Dao loose immortal, she was tasked with overseeing the cycle of the sun and moon.
At first, she had muddled along, but now she couldn’t afford to slack off.
After all, she was now revered by mortals as the Goddess of Sun and Moon, her fame in the mortal realm even surpassing that of the Thunder Tribulation Sovereign!
How could she not take her duties seriously?
She, too, adored her work!

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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."

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.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.