【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Group Leader Big Boss, please don’t kick me out of the group! I’ve been left in a forgotten corner for twenty years, and I’ve only just started feeling warmth again. I really don’t want to go back...】
【Cultivation World Runner-Up: Hahaha, serves you right for showing off!】
【Unemployed God of Light: This is what we call ‘following your heart’!】
【Sword Immortal with Empty Sleeves: Hmph! If you don’t cultivate, seeing the Group Leader is like a frog at the bottom of a well gazing at the moon. If you do cultivate, seeing the Group Leader is like an ant looking up at the vast sky!】
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: I was wrong, I was wrong! I know I messed up, I’m sorry, I’m sorry...】
【Damn Tribulation Still Chasing Me: If apologies worked, what would we need rules for? How about punishing you by triggering the Dark Rebellion—any objections?】
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Huh? Me?】
Fang Zheng froze on the spot. Although he’d long suspected the Group Leader would revive that Dark Rebellion mission... but, sir, aren’t you overestimating me a bit?
I’m just a puny Soul Nurturing Realm cultivator—how could I dare provoke those self-severing Great Emperor-level Sovereigns in the Forbidden Zones?
I’d probably get casually wiped out like a random mob before even stepping foot inside the Forbidden Zone’s gates.
【Damn Tribulation Still Chasing Me: Is it really that hard?】
Seeing the Group Leader’s follow-up question, he hurriedly replied, terrified the next message would be, “If it’s hard, then don’t bother.”
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Of course I’m willing to follow your orders! But right now, I’m surrounded by enemies, and my life hangs by a thread. I’m truly powerless, Group Leader-sama...】
“Oh? A job already?” Chen Yi raised an eyebrow.
He’d originally planned to wait until he finished exploring the Western Sea Realm, but if it came early, so be it.
After all, he still had plenty of idle avatars lying around—this would just be a quick side task.
【Damn Tribulation Still Chasing Me: What’s your situation? How strong are the enemies?】
【Cultivation World Runner-Up: ? Boss, are you serious? Aren’t you in the middle of transcending tribulation?】
【Unemployed God of Light: Even with heavenly lightning crashing down, you still care about your group members? Group Leader, you’re something else...】
【Sword Immortal with Empty Sleeves: Group Leader, you’re the GOAT!】
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Ah? Group Leader, you’re transcending tribulation? Then focus on that! I can hold out for three more days—as long as my son doesn’t show up, I’ll be fine!】
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Oh, and one more thing—my son is a protagonist blessed by fate, with the potential of a Great Emperor. At three, he tamed a pure-blooded qilin; at six... [Click to expand details]】
【Damn Tribulation Still Chasing Me: ?】
【Cultivation World Runner-Up: Oh-ho, so that’s why you picked that username—you’re in a high-risk profession!】
【Sword Immortal with Empty Sleeves: Why does this backstory sound so familiar? Dare I ask, is your surname Wang?】
【Unemployed God of Light: “My son, Wang Teng, has the potential of a Great Emperor!” Hahaha, sorry, I couldn’t hold it in.】
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: There is a Wang Teng, but he’s not my son. I’m Fang Zheng, and my son is Fang Fan. It’s because he killed Wang Teng while outmatched that the Wang Clan has us surrounded!】
【Sword Immortal with Empty Sleeves: Wait, what’s your name?!】
【Unemployed God of Light: Do you have an older brother?!】
【Cultivation World Runner-Up: (Alert.jpg)】
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: I’m the eldest, and the Fang Clan’s patriarch. No older brother, thanks.】
Fang Zheng sighed helplessly, feeling the weight of forced karma.
This was exactly how it went when he first joined the Thirty-Sixth Group—and now, history repeats itself!
What, did that many people really read that story?
【Damn Tribulation Still Chasing Me: If you don’t have one in reality, then make one up. You can have one!】
After sending this, Chen Yi couldn’t help but smirk.
Gotta love fellow transmigrators—who else would get these inside jokes?
Eight hundred years in this world, and not a single soul could resonate with him. The isolation of clashing worldviews and knowledge left him unbearably lonely.
Only these jokers in the chat group finally made him feel that rare sense of camaraderie again.
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Group Leader Almighty... you’re serious?】
Fang Zheng broke out in a cold sweat.
Others memeing was one thing, but even you, mid-tribulation?
Where’s the dignity of a 900 million combat power overlord?
【Damn Tribulation Still Chasing Me: Absolutely!】
Well, no choice then.
If the Group Leader insisted on playing along, who was he to refuse?
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Fine, fine. To be honest... I do have an older brother.】
【Sword Immortal with Empty Sleeves: So you caved? Fang Zheng, you absolute legend!】
【Unemployed God of Light: Hahaha, who knew the Group Leader was a man of culture as well? I’m loving this!】
【Cultivation World Runner-Up: Ayo, Lord Fang Zheng, your highness!】
【I Really Don’t Want to Be Sacrificed: Jokes aside, let it be known—I, Fang Zheng, would never betray my kin!】
【Sword Immortal with Empty Sleeves: Yes, yes! This is the energy we needed!】
【......】
Seeing Fang Zheng still had the leisure to spam the group, Chen Yi shook his head.
Seems he wasn’t in dire straits after all. Shifting focus back to the Western Sea Realm...
By now, after two and a half hours of heavenly lightning bombardment, the surrounding hundred miles had been reduced to ruins.
The Western Sea’s Heavenly Dao had completely lost track of Chen Yi’s avatar’s aura. Even though it could still faintly sense that loathsome otherworldly demonic presence, it had no choice but to retreat in frustration.
No choice—it just couldn’t find him!
“If I can’t handle the Immortal Ascension Tribulation, you think some knockoff Heavenly Dao stands a chance?”
Chen Yi chuckled, brushing the ashes off his avatar’s body before vanishing in a flicker.
Meanwhile...
In the Divine Realm of the Western Sea.
Inside a grand white jade palace, the God of Light, ruler of the Divine Realm, lounged on a plush bed with a pure and delicate Six-Winged Angel in one arm and a bewitchingly gorgeous succubus in the other, thoroughly enjoying himself.
Suddenly—
He shuddered.
The succubus trembled, licking her slightly swollen lips in confusion. “Divine Lord... are you not feeling well today?”
The God of Light frowned, a dark glint flashing in his eyes as he muttered gravely, “Just now, a strange ripple passed by—but it disappeared almost instantly. An outsider has intruded!”
“An outsider?” The Six-Winged Angel fluttered her wings, standing up solemnly. “I’ll investigate at once!”
“No need. Probably just some mortal cultivator breaking through their limits again.” The God of Light pulled her back, sneering. “Their concealment is impressive, but in my Divine Realm? They’re nothing. Let them have their fun—I’ll deal with them after we’re done here. For now...”
“Little Angel, it’s your turn for purification.”
“As you will, Divine Lord.” The Six-Winged Angel knelt with solemn reverence, as if performing a sacred rite.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
