The wind stopped.
The entire space containing the wondrous star-sea spectacle was covered in cracks, like a mirror on the verge of shattering, trembling precariously.
“Senior Brother…”
Su Jiu’s small hand clutched the hem of Su Ji’s clothes so tightly that her fingertips had gone white.
Her entire body was trembling uncontrollably. It was the instinctive fear of a powerful being that came from the depths of her bloodline.
“Um… I think it’s looking over here.”
Su Ji said nothing. He simply reached back and gently patted the back of her hand, his palm dry and warm.
His own heart gave a heavy thump.
According to the usual logic of these old tales, when some ancient powerhouse awakened, they would either throw back their heads and roar, lamenting how the world had changed over the ages, or hurry to find a blessed location to rebuild their bodies.
But this one…
Something was wrong with that look in its eyes.
It was the look of someone inspecting the freshness of his ingredients.
“Hm?”
A soft exclamation exploded beside Su Ji’s ear.
His pupils contracted.
Fast.
Far too fast.
There had been no sign of spatial fluctuations—not even the wind had been disturbed.
Yet that phantom had already crossed hundreds of yards and appeared face-to-face with Su Ji.
The indistinct features had become somewhat clearer. He could vaguely make out the appearance of a gaunt, ancient emperor, but there was an unsettling, sinister quality in his eyes.
That finger bone radiating an aura of desolation hovered over the Old Emperor’s chest, less than three feet from the tip of Su Ji’s nose.
Su Ji could even smell the bone’s mustiness, a stench that had endured across tens of thousands of years.
The Old Emperor leaned closer.
His nostrils flared.
“Sniff—”
He drew in a deep breath, like an addict catching the scent of premium goods. A trace of intoxication appeared on his face, along with a hint of confusion.
Every muscle in Su Ji’s body instantly tensed. The dark-golden core within him began spinning furiously, while spiritual energy surged and roared through his meridians, readying him for a desperate fight.
Although he knew that this was most likely no different from an ant trying to shake a tree—
that didn’t mean he would obediently stretch out his neck and wait to be cut down.
“Interesting.”
The Old Emperor spoke. His voice was hoarse and filled with layers of echo, making Su Ji’s head buzz.
“You don’t carry that bloody stench that makes the Mad Hag so nauseating, nor that hypocritical, miserly air of the Hypocrite.”
The Old Emperor drifted halfway around Su Ji, as though appraising a commodity waiting to be sold.
“Instead…”
He narrowed his eyes. A sudden flash of brilliance erupted from those murky pupils as he fixed his gaze on Su Ji’s dantian.
“There’s a scent… one I’m very familiar with.”
Su Ji’s heart pounded wildly.
A familiar scent?
Could it be… the Desolate Meteor Fallen Dragon Art?
“But…” The Old Emperor furrowed his brows. His phantom finger tapped against his temple, producing a hollow “knock, knock.” “I can’t quite remember…”
“I’m old. My memory isn’t what it used to be.”
“But none of that matters.”
The Old Emperor suddenly grinned, revealing a row of nonexistent teeth. His smile was ghastly.
“Boy, an opportunity of a lifetime is right in front of you.”
Su Ji: “…”
Why did that line sound like something a street-corner fortune-teller would say?
“My wisp of a remnant soul has only just awakened. Although I replenished myself a little by devouring that Hypocrite, I’m still a tree without roots. I won’t last long.”
The Old Emperor pointed at the ground.
That was where Ning Shuangyue had been lying.
“That Mad Hag’s body is too damaged, and she went and performed all those messy blood sacrifices. It’s filthy. It simply can’t contain my power.”
“So…”
The Old Emperor’s gaze returned to Su Ji. His eyes grew brighter and more eager by the moment.
“I’ve taken a look at your body. Your bones are ordinary, your talent mediocre—at best, you’re an average specimen…”
The corner of Su Ji’s mouth twitched.
The old man certainly didn’t mince words.
“But you are young, and your meridians have been nourished by sword intent. They’re fairly broad…”
“You’ll do, barely.”
The moment those last four words were spoken, the air around Su Ji froze solid.
So that was the real goal!
Possession?!
“Possession?”
The Old Emperor seemed to see through Su Ji’s thoughts. He froze for a moment, then flew into a rage as though he had suffered some enormous insult.
“Who said I was going to possess you?!”
“I’m a dignified Celestial Emperor! An invincible existence who once suppressed an entire era! Would I stoop to something so despicable?!”
“With talent as pathetic as yours? Do I even need to possess you? Even the guard dogs I raised back then had better potential than you!”
Su Ji: “…”
Much to his reluctance, he actually felt a little relieved upon hearing that.
“Borrowing.”
The Old Emperor declared this with complete confidence.
“I’ll borrow your sea of consciousness for a few days.”
“Once I find a suitable vessel, or recover enough strength, I’ll leave naturally.”
Su Ji raised an eyebrow.
A spirit grandpa who traveled with him?
But wasn’t this old grandpa’s style a little too wild?
Besides, letting an ancient monster move into his mind…
The Old Emperor impatiently waved his hand.
“This place is about to collapse. You can feel it too, can’t you?”
“With your pitiful level of cultivation, even with that Little Fox beside you… Wait a moment… Why do I feel something familiar again…”
“Forget it… There’s no time to think.”
“When the space collapses, the resulting turbulence will grind the two of you into meat paste.”
The Old Emperor pointed around them.
Sure enough, the space containing the star-sea spectacle had begun collapsing on a massive scale. Black spatial rifts spread like a spiderweb, while seawater surged in, transforming the scene into an apocalypse.
“I don’t have time to waste arguing with you.”
The Old Emperor floated beside Su Ji’s ear and lowered his voice. It carried an enticing, coaxing tone, like that of a creepy old man trying to lure a child away.
“As payment…”
“I’ll make sure you don’t die.”
“I’ll take you out of here.”
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?
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
