Your gaze was deep and your steps steady. You silently chanted in your heart, "I am the Patriarch, I am the Patriarch. An actor must have a sense of belief!" as you walked out from the entrance of the Star Power Profound Realm.
Thanks to this being the Star Domain, there was no gravity. Otherwise, since you didn't know how to fly, it would have been incredibly awkward having to look up at a bunch of people who could.
Seeing that the entire Shen family was present, your face remained expressionless, but you were panicking like crazy inside.
"Holy crap! Why is everyone here? I was thinking of taking advantage of the experts not paying attention to just drive the Nine Provinces Cauldron and run away. Now with so many people, they could block me just by forming a human wall!"
While calculating how to break out of this situation in your head, you calmly floated toward the crowd of the Shen clan.
"Follow me to the Hall of Tranquility."
You spoke to the Clan Head, Shen Yue, in a deep baritone voice.
You had seen the complete version of the All Stars Surround the Moon Art.
Therefore, you knew that after a successful possession and exiting the Star Power Profound Realm, the Shen family Patriarch would always go to a place called the Hall of Tranquility to undergo identity verification.
This wasn't requested by the Shen family; it was a rule Shen Yang had set himself.
It was to prevent a scenario where, if he ever failed a possession, the person who was supposed to be possessed could impersonate him and do things detrimental to the Shen family.
You have to understand, out of respect for the Patriarch's status, even if the Shen family knew something was wrong with him, they wouldn't dare do anything to him.
What if? What if it really was the Patriarch, but some accident during the possession caused a drastic change in his temperament?
Thus, Shen Yang prepared a complete set of identity verification procedures in the Hall of Tranquility to ensure absolutely nothing went wrong, eliminating any need for suspicion between the Patriarch and the Shen family.
This was a secret art perfected over tens of thousands of years, basically flawless.
But who could have imagined that a bug like you would appear?
"Patriarch, please go this way. This junior will accompany you."
Shen Yue, who was usually unsmiling and cold as ice to everyone, acted just like a greenhorn recruit in front of the Shen family Patriarch.
Shen Yue had long surpassed the Martial King Realm, so his flying speed was very fast.
Turning his head, he realized you were slowly floating far behind, so he hurriedly flew back.
"I..."
Your brain was working so hard it was practically smoking, finally coming up with a reason to explain why you were flying so slowly.
However, Shen Yue simply cupped his fists and said very apologetically.
"Quell your anger, Patriarch. This junior flew ahead of you!"
"I actually..."
"The Patriarch has just obtained a new body and is still experiencing much discomfort. You cannot circulate too much energy. It was this junior's momentary joy that led to my negligence!"
Your mouth twitched.
You realized that the Shen family not only liked to give freebie questions, but they also liked to fill in the answers themselves!
Fortunately, you had stayed in the Star Domain for nearly twenty years and had firsthand information from the Shen family Patriarch in the Star Power Profound Realm, so you generally knew the direction of the Hall of Tranquility.
When passing over the heads of the Shen clan members, everyone bowed in greeting, not daring to meet your gaze directly.
Shen Yufeng in the crowd, however, was bold enough to steal a glance at you.
Her expression was odd as she whispered to her grandfather, Shen Linfeng, who was standing in front of her, equally respectful and slightly bowed.
"Grandpa, is this really the Patriarch? Why do I feel like it's still that uncle?"
Shen Linfeng immediately scolded her in a low voice.
"Shut up! Who allowed you to speak! Being disrespectful in front of the Patriarch, do you want to be demoted to the Dust Lineage?"
Shen Yufeng was terrified and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to utter another word.
While flying toward the Hall of Tranquility, you noticed that all the higher-ups of the Shen family were following.
These dozens of figures were all experts at the Martial King Realm or even higher.
Although they were extremely respectful, their formation was exactly the same as when they escorted you into the Star Power Profound Realm.
The Shen family was still playing it too safe...
Their respect was genuine.
Because no matter what anomalies you exhibited, before the identity verification, you had to be treated as the Patriarch.
What if it was true? Disrespecting and questioning the Patriarch—did they want to go down and become part of the Dust Lineage?
But defensive measures couldn't be omitted.
Once the identity verification results came out and you were proven not to be the Patriarch, you would be instantly subdued by them!
In the void ahead, a pale red palace floated, slowly rotating.
This was the Hall of Tranquility.
Once inside this hall, escaping would probably be even more difficult.
It seemed you could only make a move now and leave everything to fate!
Right at that moment, you noticed a group of people crossing the sky in an area not far away. They were flying toward the lower part of the Star Domain, led by a few Shen family members. It looked like they were preparing to leave the Star Domain.
They wore identical attire, looking like they were from the same martial arts sect.
You actually recognized the attire of this sect.
The Five Domains had eight top-tier martial arts sects, known as the Eight Pillars of the Five Domains. The Limitless Sword Sect of the Eastern Wasteland was one of them.
The Myriad Laws Sect located in the Central Plains was also one of the Eight Pillars.
The attire worn by the martial artists ahead was exactly that of the higher-ups of the Myriad Laws Sect.
"Are these people from the Myriad Laws Sect?"
Shen Yue hurriedly replied.
"Reporting to the Patriarch, a few days ago, the Sect Master of the Myriad Laws Sect brought the sect's elders and the outstanding disciples of this generation to our Star Domain for a martial arts exchange. They were supposed to return last month. However, a disciple accidentally suffered qi deviation during practice, so they were delayed for some time. Today is the day the Patriarch comes out of seclusion, and it wouldn't be appropriate to have outsiders present. I urgently ordered our clan members to take them down a few days ago. I don't know why they still haven't left; perhaps they encountered another accident that delayed them."
It all matched up.
You remembered during the last simulation, when the Nine Provinces Cauldron appeared.
The Sect Master of the Myriad Laws Sect had mentioned that he had visited the Star Domain and was almost sent into the turbulent flow of space-time by the Universe Mirror! (See Chapter 54 for details)
This meant that in the last simulation, the Myriad Laws Sect encountered the Universe Mirror acting up during their visit, but it wasn't necessarily at the exact time the Shen family Patriarch came out of seclusion.
"Since they are juniors from the Myriad Laws Sect, I happen to have something to inform their Supreme Patriarch. Have him pass on a message. Call him back."
"Patriarch..."
"Is there something wrong?"
Facing an ancestor who had lived for over thirty thousand years, Shen Yue felt guilty and nervous inside.
Even though his divine sense had already perceived that you only had the cultivation of the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm, he couldn't be sure if it was caused by a failed possession or if your cultivation just hadn't recovered yet after the possession stabilized.
Both situations were possible.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Yue complied.
He dispatched an elder to quickly fly over and intercept the Myriad Laws Sect group that was about to leave the Star Domain, informing them that the Shen family Patriarch was inviting them.
To factions at the level of the Eight Pillars of the Five Domains, the existence of the Shen family Patriarch was no secret, so there was no need to hide your identity from them.
The higher-ups of the Myriad Laws Sect flew over.
The Sect Master of the Myriad Laws Sect was a simple and honest-looking chubby middle-aged man. When he smiled, his eyes completely disappeared, making him look somewhat similar to Da Chun.
"I never expected that I, Wan Sanqian, would have the honor of witnessing the glorious presence of the Shen family's Ancestor during this journey to the Star Domain. It is truly the fortune of three lifetimes! The Ancestor is indeed a dragon among men, with a truly extraordinary bearing!"

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.”

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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!