The formation of thirty one-star immortal body clones was naturally extraordinary in power!
Though its destructive force wasn’t as terrifying as directly fusing and ascending to a four-star clone, distributing the power into an all-encompassing net made its silent infiltration far more potent than a four-star clone!
The massive net of the formation draped over the azure barrier like a layer of transparent gauze, or an invisible hand gently caressing every corner and crevice of the barrier, searching for potential vulnerabilities.
Hum~
In no time!
The azure barrier trembled faintly, rippling with an almost imperceptible disturbance.
Seizing this fleeting flaw, Chen Yi forcibly squeezed three clones into the barrier.
Passing through a thick membranous layer, the interior space was filled with an incredibly dense aura, radiant with dreamlike light and slightly elevated, almost scorching in temperature.
An overwhelming pressure bore down from all directions, as if trying to expel the three unfamiliar intruders from this private domain.
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and immediately drove the three clones forward.
Heh, trying to kick me out?
Not a chance!
The more you resist, the more excited I get!
"Here I come, Dream Illusion Law Origin!"
With a thought, Chen Yi sent the three clones shooting off in different directions.
The space wasn’t large, but it was saturated with hazy, dreamlike radiance. The thick law essence muddled all perception, making the search for its true core like trying to catch a nimble fish in murky waters.
The only option was a thorough, inch-by-inch sweep. Fortunately, the space was limited, so the three clones formed a triangular encirclement, methodically closing in from the outer edges.
The net tightened, leaving less and less room to maneuver.
Suddenly!
One clone’s chest was struck by a soft yet forceful impact, nearly knocking it over!
At the same time, hallucinatory energy invaded its consciousness, attempting to plunge its spirit into a whirlwind of illusions.
But alas, this was merely a clone—its consciousness housed no spirit, only a wisp of will.
"Dreamlike yet real... not bad at all..."
Chen Yi smirked and immediately manipulated the clone to grab the elusive entity. Yet... it couldn’t be refined instantly!
This Dream Illusion Law Origin was of an exceptionally high grade, containing profound and intricate mystical Dao patterns.
After a careful examination, Chen Yi gained a moment of clarity.
Within this Dream Illusion Law Origin, aside from pure Dao essence, there were also fragments of will!
This was the legacy of a fallen immortal powerhouse—a condensation of their lifelong cultivation!
Chen Yi kneaded the Dream Illusion Law Origin, attempting to erase one of the will imprints.
But even after ten minutes of effort, he barely managed to smooth out a single one.
And this was just one imprint. There were nearly a million more like it!
Even with three one-star immortal clones grinding away day and night, it would take at least five years to fully refine it!
"Lurking under the detection system’s nose for five years... tch... that’s a tough one..."
Even Chen Yi found this predicament thorny.
If he could take this origin back, his true self could refine it in half a month at most.
But if he took it out, the Seventh Secret Realm would collapse instantly, triggering the detection system’s wrath—a classic case of the plan failing halfway through.
If he didn’t take it out and refined it on the spot, could he evade the detection system’s patrols for five years?
Was it even possible?!
Chen Yi fell silent.
Honestly... probably not.
His current freedom to act recklessly in the Seventh Secret Realm was only due to pushing the detection system into overload, rendering it temporarily desensitized to minor anomalies.
But in a month at most, it would recover, and his "sneaking into someone’s yard to steal their melons" scheme would likely be exposed.
"Sigh, my instincts were right—I don’t have enough clones. Time to ask the Immortal Tribulation for another batch..."
Chen Yi sighed ruefully.
If he could squeeze in more clones—say, twenty-seven—they could form a refining formation and clear the will imprints in under a month!
But opening a sliver in the azure barrier would require at least twenty-seven clones working in tandem, meaning fifty-four clones would need to be present!
And he only had forty-nine clones in total. Even if he deployed them all, it wouldn’t be enough.
So, whether to synthesize a five-star clone nearly on par with his true self or to lay hands on the Primordial Chaos Creation Disk, expanding his clone army was non-negotiable!
With this in mind, Chen Yi released the Dream Illusion Law Origin.
He then swiftly cleaned up the scene, erasing all traces.
Finally, the three smuggled clones withdrew without leaving a shred of evidence.
Fortunately, while the azure barrier was hard to enter, exiting wasn’t restricted.
With a soft pop, the three immortal clones slipped out.
Just then, an old "friend" arrived at the Dreamweaver Secret Realm with two subordinates in tow.
Seeing the notification, Chen Yi’s eyes lit up!
He’d been racking his brain over how to recall the nine "color beads" out grinding resources in other worlds. Crossing the vast distances between realms without the chat group’s convenient teleportation channels would take at least a year or two via his own interdimensional arrays!
But as luck would have it, just when he needed it most—
Old Ye, you’re truly my lucky star!
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Ye Wuchen had spent the past month in misery, his Dao heart teetering on the brink of collapse.
Why?
Because nine insatiable "color beads" hung around his neck, demanding everything!
Did anyone know how he’d suffered this past month?!
Every day, the moment the daily ranking rewards (1,000 immortal crystals for 31st place) were issued, that damned freeloader would pop out of the beads, palm outstretched—demanding a 90-10 split!
Ninety for him, ten for me!
Ten immortal crystals a day? How was a True Immortal supposed to cultivate on that?!
Watching his progress slow to a crawl while rivals on the rankings crept closer felt worse than death.
And that wasn’t even the worst of it!
You take the lion’s share of my hard-earned rewards, fine. But why must you snatch the resources I buy with my own points in the Multiverse Store?!
Can you even use those starforce-infused rainbow stones?!
And you skip the impure Pangu’s Blood Essence—do you have any idea how hard that is to absorb?! Do you know how much I’ve suffered?!
I swear to—
And the Multiverse Store’s monthly limit of 10,000 immortal crystals? The second it refreshed, he’d badger Ye Wuchen to buy them all—leaving him with nothing!
Absolute scum! Utter, irredeemable scum!
He’s gone too far!!!
Ye Wuchen had repeatedly wanted to rise up in rebellion, but in the end, he could only swallow his grievances like shattered teeth.
Today, after enduring too much frustration—his Dao Heart unstable, even teetering on the brink of qi deviation—Ye Wuchen finally snapped.
Without hesitation, he recklessly drained his remaining 300 billion points to purchase 150 instances of the "Fate's Mandate" passive skill, preparing to enter the Dreamweaver Secret Realm and temper his Dao Heart with brutal force!
At last, at long last!!!
Under the scrutiny of the chat group, that damned Rainbow Pearl finally quieted down, no longer daring to spout nonsense.
For a fleeting moment, Ye Wuchen genuinely considered tearing it off and tossing it away.
But his instincts warned him—it was best not to.
"Whatever. I'm out of points now anyway. Do what you want."
With a bitter laugh, Ye Wuchen turned and strode into the Dreamweaver Secret Realm, never looking back.
He would face his inner fears head-on. He would mercilessly pummel the source of his terror!
His fury burned white-hot—"Dream Phantom, you’d better take the form of Chen Yi and help me vent this rage!"
Huh?
The Dreamweaver Secret Realm was already in use?
What did it matter? As the reigning champion of the No. 3 Demon-Slaying Trial Grounds, he held a permanent seat granting access to three major exorcism-themed secret realms!
Whoever was inside would have to make way for him!!!
"Holy shit?!"
"Y-you... you... what the hell are you doing here?!!!"
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.”
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."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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?
