Just as Chen Changsheng was cultivating diligently.
Millions of miles away from Heavenly Cloud City, in the Heavenly Luo Kingdom, within the Black Jade Sect, atop a towering immortal mountain, a Daoist boy dressed in a green robe stared in horror at the life lamp in front of him, which had lost all its light.
"Oh... oh no! The young master's life lamp has gone out!"
As the Daoist boy spoke, he grabbed the life lamp and dashed out of the room in an instant. He then summoned a flying sword and rode it toward the center of the immortal mountain.
The Daoist boy was only at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, but at this moment, he managed to fly at the speed of a seventh-level Qi Condensation cultivator. In just dozens of seconds, he arrived outside the main hall at the center of the immortal mountain.
"Supreme Elder! Supreme Elder! This is bad!"
By the time the Daoist boy arrived outside the main hall, he was completely out of breath.
"Why are you being so reckless? Have you forgotten my rules? No making a racket on the main peak!"
"Supreme Elder! Young Master Wang Yuan's life lamp has gone out!"
"What! Yuan'er's life lamp went out!?"
As the voice faded, the doors of the main hall burst open. An old man in a white robe, with white hair but a youthful face, flew out and snatched the life lamp from the Daoist boy's hands.
"It really is Yuan'er's life lamp! How is this possible?"
As the old man spoke, his gaze turned sharp and cold as he looked at the Daoist boy.
"Did Yuan'er offend anyone recently? When did he leave the sect, and where did he go!?"
"Reporting to the Supreme Elder, Young Master Yuan left the sect half a month ago. As for where he went, this disciple didn't dare to ask too much. I only know he headed to the Great Yan Kingdom."
"The Great Yan Kingdom? That's nothing but a small border country. There are only four Nascent Soul stage cultivators there. How could Yuan'er possibly die there? Could it be that he discovered some secret realm?"
The old man pondered for a moment, then waved his hand to store the life lamp away and looked at the Daoist boy.
"Go and report to the Sect Master. Tell him I am heading to the Great Yan Kingdom to investigate the matter and that I will definitely avenge Yuan'er!"
After saying that, the old man couldn't even bother to give further instructions. He turned into a streak of rainbow light and flew off in the direction of the Great Yan Kingdom.
Wang Yuan was the one among his direct descendants with the most hope of reaching the Nascent Soul stage. Over the past two hundred years, his expectations for Wang Yuan had grown higher and higher as the young man's cultivation advanced rapidly.
He was just waiting for the time when his own lifespan was exhausted, so he could possess Wang Yuan's body and live another lifetime.
Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, possession went against the will of heaven. Only by possessing someone of their direct bloodline could the success rate be guaranteed.
But he never expected that just as his lifespan was nearing its end, this descendant he relied on the most would die unexpectedly.
When his lifespan reached its absolute limit, his body would truly perish and his Dao would vanish.
Therefore, the old man's journey this time was not only to uncover the truth behind Wang Yuan's death and vent the hatred in his heart.
He also planned to go out and search to see if he could find an opportunity to advance further before his limit arrived, seeking a sliver of survival.
As for cultivating bitterly within the Black Jade Sect?
He had been cultivating bitterly for over nine hundred years, and he was still only at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul stage. He had long since given up hope on that.
The Daoist boy watched the old man's departing back, unable to process everything for a long time. Finally, he grumbled, "You tell me to go inform the Sect Master, but shouldn't you at least give me some kind of token? I'm just a lowly fourth-level Qi Condensation disciple, what right or ability do I have to meet the Sect Master face-to-face!"
...
Heavenly Cloud City, the Chen family's backyard. Chen Changsheng looked at Lu Ling'er in his arms, who was covered in fragrant sweat and had fallen into a deep sleep. Feeling that his cultivation had advanced a bit more, his heart was filled with satisfaction.
But the next moment, a mechanized voice suddenly rang in his ears, leaving him stunned.
[Ding, the Myriad Worlds Chat Group invites you to join]
[Yes / No]
Chen Changsheng's first reaction wasn't that he had received some sort of golden finger. Instead, he suspected that a powerful expert had made a move, trapping him in an illusion.
However, he was now a Nascent Soul expert. Even if an expert of the same level used an illusion technique on him, it was impossible for him not to notice it at all.
Could it be that a Soul Formation stage expert had made a move against him?
But in the current cultivation world of the Great Yan Kingdom, and even including the dozens of countries surrounding it, he had never heard of any Soul Formation experts existing.
Moreover, how incredibly powerful was a Soul Formation expert? They could probably obliterate him with a wave of their hand. They shouldn't be so bored as to toy with him here, right?
Chen Changsheng couldn't figure it out, so he directly selected Yes, preparing to join and see what was going on.
As Chen Changsheng used his divine sense to select Yes, he saw an extremely familiar interface.
This interface looked exactly the same as the Penguin chat groups from his previous life.
[Welcome Innate Wife-Taking Physique to the chat group]
[Kashiwagi Eri: Welcome, welcome! Welcome to the newcomer, but isn't the newcomer's name a bit weird?]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: Welcome to the newcomer. But Innate Wife-Taking Physique? Why does this style look so much like those things I saw on the internet in my previous life, like Innate Black Stockings Physique, Innate Protractor Physique, and Innate Seductive Dance Physique?]
[Yunlan Sect Master: What kind of strange things are you talking about? Why would seductive dances or even black stockings be associated with a word like Physique, which sounds very grand and noble just by hearing it?]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: Ah? Sect Master Yun, how do you know about black stockings? Aren't you from the Dou Qi Continent?]
[Yunlan Sect Master: Is it strange that I know about black stockings? Black stockings are a hot-selling product in the Jia Ma Empire. There are also white stockings, red stockings, and green stockings.]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: ...]
[Kashiwagi Eri: Hey, hey, you're going off-topic, right? Weren't we discussing the newcomer? So what exactly does Innate Wife-Taking Physique mean?]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby: Alright, it's actually just an internet spoof. The so-called Innate Black Stockings Physique means someone likes wearing black stockings and looks really good in them. The Innate Seductive Dance Physique means someone likes doing seductive dances and looks really good doing them. So...]
[Yunlan Sect Master: So, the Innate Wife-Taking Physique means he likes taking wives?]
[Kashiwagi Eri: ...]
[Martial Arts King: Uninteresting]
[Empire's Strongest Female General: Boring]
[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: ...]
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar names in the chat group, Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched, and he also felt embarrassed about his own group nickname.
He never expected that a casual, internal joke about his own physique would actually be captured by this chat group, and even become his group nickname.
Moreover, it would have been fine if no one knew what this name meant, but there just had to be someone who seemingly knew. How could this not make Chen Changsheng feel awkward?
However, after the embarrassment passed, Chen Changsheng looked at the members in the group and fell into deep thought.
He wasn't very clear about the other names; he just felt like he had heard them somewhere before. But the Jia Ma Empire mentioned by the Yunlan Sect Master, and Stumbled Into High-Tier Lobby in the group saying she was from the Dou Qi Continent...
It couldn't help but remind Chen Changsheng of a certain incredibly popular novel he had read in his previous life.
If it really was the world he was thinking of, then he had struck it rich.
After all, judging from the performance of the Dou Sheng experts in that world, even Soul Formation experts might not be their match. At the very least, he believed that his current strength could, at best, only rival a Dou Zong.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.”
