"Whoa..."
Seeing the golden light shine, the corners of Chen Yi's mouth couldn't help but rise.
He checked the effect.
"Realm +1? Does this mean adding a major realm? Or a minor realm?"
Adding a minor realm would mean going from the sixth level of the Spirit Condensation Realm to the seventh, which felt unworthy of a golden quality trait.
Adding a major realm would mean jumping straight from Spirit Condensation to Martial King, perfectly fitting the status of a golden legend!
The effect of "Eternal Half-Emperor" seemed to have negative aspects and restrictions, but in reality, it had none.
Once his theoretical lifespan was halfway through, he could just unequip it.
Enjoying the first half of his life was enough.
"I can't use it in this simulation. I'm already ninety years old, and my theoretical lifespan, even with the increase from the Five Regions Holy Pill, is only a hundred and forty years."
Chen Yi decided to wait until the simulation ended to equip this trait in reality and see exactly how the realm increase was calculated.
In fact, some descriptions in the trait system did not quite match reality.
For example, the Level +1 in the "Enhance!" trait didn't always mean raising the quality by exactly one tier.
[Disaster descends suddenly.]
[However, you know it is not sudden. The enemy has merely been deploying, disguising themselves, and biding their time.]
[Now that they have begun to act, it simply means everything is in place.]
[The invasion of the Dragonkin has begun.]
[On the oceans surrounding the continent, countless Water Demon Spirits have blockaded the seas.]
[These biological weapons, whose weaknesses are unknown to ordinary people, leave even the strong utterly helpless.]
[They have sealed off any possibility for the living creatures on the continent to leave and seek survival elsewhere.]
[Within the continent, armies of Earth, Metal, Wood, and Fire Demon Spirits, similar to the Water Demon Spirits, descend from the sky.]
[Their targets are clear: they prioritize attacking martial artist factions, crystal mines, and spiritual herb fields.]
[When facing martial artists, they also prioritize slaughtering artisans such as alchemists, artifact refiners, and array masters.]
[The enemy knows exactly where the human race's advantages lie.]
[Ordinary people are merely caught in the crossfire right now, but even so, it is already a scene of absolute devastation and misery.]
[At first, the martial artists of the Five Regions did not even know these were the biological weapons of the Dragonkin.]
[They were left wondering where so many monsters had suddenly come from.]
[You had been to the Demon Realm and seen the Water Demon Spirits. Once you shared this information, the Five Regions finally realized what they were facing.]
[However, even as the entire Five Regions is engaged in a fierce war with the Five Elements Demon Spirit army...]
[...you have not seen a single Dragonkin.]
[The Dragonkin give you the impression that they disdain dealing with the Five Regions personally, feeling that sending a few biological weapons is more than enough.]
[They must be fighting the Holy Lands and the Shen Family.]
[However, this thought is quickly shattered.]
[Facing the alien biological weapons, you prove that your blade is not yet dull. Chen Jing appoints you as the Demon-Vanquishing Grand Marshal, commanding a hundred thousand elite cavalry!]
[The Demon-Vanquishing Army's iron hooves trample the Northern Territory, sweeping away the Demon Spirits. Under your command and leading charges, their morale is soaring, and they fight valiantly!]
[After the situation in the Northern Territory stabilizes, you ride Black Wind and lead your troops south to support Great Qian.]
[On the way, a scout reports in.]
["Marshal! Something strange is happening ahead!"]
["What is it?"]
["People are falling from the sky!"]
[You freeze for a moment, then realize something.]
["Quick! Take me to see!"]
[Approaching the area, you indeed see people falling from the sky like hail.]
[Some are dead, some are alive, and some were alive but died upon impact.]
[You recognize almost all of these people.]
[They are disciples of the Shen Family!]
["Shen Yufeng?"]
[Back when you participated in the Mirror Holder selection at the Shen Family, Shen Yufeng was responsible for standing guard at your courtyard gate, idly snacking on melon seeds.]
[Shen Yufeng is no longer young, but she must have taken something like a Beauty Retaining Pill, so she still retains the same appearance as when you first saw her at the Shen Family.]
[You recognize her at a glance.]
[Shen Yufeng is covered in severe injuries and dripping with blood.]
[Her consciousness seems relatively clear, but falling from such a height, even as a Spirit Sea Realm martial artist, she cannot withstand the impact.]
["Bang! Bang!"]
[You leap into the air, executing the footwork of the Seven Divine Steps of the Starry Sky, soaring up from Black Wind's back.]
[In mid-air, you unleash the Cloud Burning Hand, but remove the flames. Using this giant hand formed of spiritual energy, you steadily catch Shen Yufeng and safely deliver her to the ground.]
["Cast the nets! Save as many as we can!"]
[You issue the command, and the soldiers quickly respond. Riding their horses, they rapidly spread out, each holding a rope end to pull open a massive rope net.]
[Shen Family members fall onto it like dumplings dropping into a pot.]
[Most still die in the end; only a lucky few manage to survive.]
["Shen Yufeng! Wake up!"]
[You feed Shen Yufeng a medicinal pill.]
[But under the probe of your divine sense, her breath is already as weak as a gossamer thread; that spiritual medicine is not enough to save her life.]
["You..."]
["I am Chen Yi... oh, Shen Yi."]
["Shen Yi, you're actually still alive?"]
["It's a long story. What happened to you all? Did something happen to the Star Realm?"]
[Shen Yufeng nods with difficulty; she is already exhaling more than she is inhaling.]
["It's the Dragonkin..."]
[Indeed, you couldn't think of any other enemy either.]
["The invasion has just begun, and the Star Realm has already fallen?"]
["No, the first attack started fifteen years ago..."]
[You are shocked.]
[Fifteen years ago, the Great Wilderness Demon Race and the Five Regions Human Race hadn't even officially started their war.]
[You originally thought the Dragonkin provoked the war between the two sides so they could reap the benefits after the two sides fought to the death.]
[But it turns out the Dragonkin's actions were synchronized, or even a step ahead!]
[They were actually this confident in their plan!]
[Could the Three Great Holy Lands outside the Five Regions also have been attacked by the Dragonkin when the war between the Five Regions and the Great Wilderness began?]
[From Shen Yufeng, you learn the truth.]
[The Dragonkin army emerged from the Star Power Mystic Realm.]
[You still remember the Qiankun Mirror saying that it was the weakest point in the Human Realm's world barrier.]
[It is not surprising that the Dragonkin, traversing across worlds, appeared from this place.]
[After entering the Star Realm, the first thing the Dragonkin experts did was not attack the Shen Family experts, but seal the sky-ground barrier.]
[The sky-ground barrier is a naturally existing shield, not something created by the Shen Family.]
[The Shen Family merely added some defensive, sealing, and switching arrays on top of it.]
[After the sky-ground barrier was sealed, the Star Realm lost all connection with the ground below.]
[Afterward, the Shen Family withstood the Dragonkin's fierce attacks for five years.]
["They don't have many people, but the weapons they use are very strange... like the cannons used by mortals. Everyone has one, and their power is immense. Even a Dragonkin in the Golden Body Realm can use that strange cannon to pin down a Martial King Realm expert..."]

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?!

lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...

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.”

world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...