In the night sky, countless stars twinkled, and the evening breeze was slightly cool.
Chen Yi looked up; his mind seemed to have already roamed beyond the heavens, and his body was about to follow suit.
Before setting off, Chen Yi saw Black Wind in the courtyard.
He was tied to the large tree in the yard.
Chen Yi walked over.
Black Wind was leaning against the trunk sleeping. Hearing footsteps, he alertly woke up.
"Master, it's so late, are you not asleep yet?"
"Why are you calling me Master again?"
"Sorry, Black Wind forgot, Boss."
Chen Yi patted Black Wind's back.
Thinking of the end of the simulation, where Black Wind desperately carried him to break through the siege, Chen Yi felt even more that the little bit of silver spent on buying the horse was incredibly worthwhile.
"Black Wind, you are a loyal horse. Sooner or later, your reputation for loyalty will shake the universe."
Black Wind could not understand Chen Yi's meaning, but simply nodded in response.
The next moment, Black Wind saw his boss's body slowly rise into the air, then suddenly accelerate, breaking the sound barrier with sonic booms as he surged toward the high sky.
"Wow... so the Boss can fly! Is he... a Martial King?"
Black Wind felt more and more that he had followed the right person.
"Yahoo!!"
High in the sky, Chen Yi dashed through the wind.
He flew with all his might, wanting to see his limit speed.
To do this, he did not use true qi to protect his body, allowing the gale to act like knives, slashing fiercely against his whole body.
His clothes fluttered loudly, as if they would be torn to shreds at any moment.
His black hair danced wildly, like the turbulent waves of a river.
Chen Yi just wanted to experience this unrestrained, free-flying sensation.
If he shielded himself from the wind, what would be the difference between this and taking an airplane?
"Swoosh!!"
Chen Yi's figure streaked across the sky.
Against the backdrop of the giant full moon, he was like a free eagle, gliding past the lunar surface.
"This is the sky! This is flying! This is a Martial King! This is... the posture a strong person should have!!"
Above the clouds, Chen Yi's voice resounded through the heavens, scattering the surrounding clouds.
At this moment, the Myriad Soul Banner was shivering.
"Are you fucking human?! What kind of normal person breaks through from the Golden Body Realm to the Martial King Realm in a single day?!"
The Myriad Soul Banner couldn't understand it, completely couldn't understand it.
It had thought that, as a dignified thousand-year-old veteran, dealing with a reckless kid who popped out of nowhere would be as easy as pie.
So even though it was forced to acknowledge him as its master, the Myriad Soul Banner remained calm and handled things with ease.
Who could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, this guy was in the Martial King Realm!
The Myriad Soul Banner immediately scrambled away in a panic!
Wait, no.
It couldn't scramble.
It was completely in Chen Yi's grasp.
No matter how much the Myriad Soul Banner schemed or how capable it was, it couldn't possibly deal with a Martial King Realm expert using such a broken body and remnant spirit!
At this moment, if the Myriad Soul Banner had a human body, it would definitely be scratching its head and ears in extreme frustration.
Chen Yi stopped above the clouds, looking into the distance toward the east.
A ray of light gradually spread over from afar; it was sunlight.
The sunrise in this world was different from Earth's.
Earth's sunrise looked as if it rose from beneath the ground.
But this world was not spherical. The sun was located in the star field, and by constantly moving, it reflected its light on different places, thus forming day and night.
Enjoying the sunrise from above the clouds had a unique flavor of its own.
"No wonder everyone pursues becoming stronger; only the strong can see such scenery..."
Chen Yi clenched his fists, feeling the power of the late martial arts realms, which was completely different from the early and middle realms!
In the early and middle realms, martial artists cultivated blood qi, spiritual qi, and essence qi.
But reaching the late martial arts realms, starting from the Martial King Realm, the three qis merged into one, transforming into a brand-new power.
True qi!
The external skills, internal skills, and mental cultivation methods practiced previously would all be rendered obsolete, as they could not improve true qi.
To improve true qi, one needed to cultivate Qi Refining Techniques.
It could also be understood as a type of cultivation method.
However, Chen Yi didn't need it right now. To improve his cultivation, he still practiced the three-piece set.
Because the realm change brought by the "Eternal Half-Emperor" did not affect the cultivation of his original realm; he still cultivated his original realm the same way as before.
And his theoretical lifespan would not change due to the realm change, meaning Chen Yi's theoretical lifespan at this moment was still one hundred years. (The original setting was like this, but when writing the effect of the entry, the lifespan part was omitted. It was corrected on the same day, but readers who followed the updates very quickly might not know, hence this annotation.)
The spiritual qi among the three qis had Five Elements attributes, which were related to internal skills.
If the internal skill was of the fire element, the spiritual qi would be of the fire element.
And the true qi formed after the merging of the three qis also had Five Elements attributes, but it was not related to the Qi Refining Technique; rather, it was related to the martial artist's own physique.
If a person had a fire element physique, the true qi they cultivated would be of the fire element.
The same martial arts, executed with true qi of different Five Elements attributes, might have different effects.
Generally, one would choose a cultivation method that matched their own Five Elements, as the effect would be better.
Chen Yi used his divine sense to perceive it and found that his true qi was of the fire element.
"I really am... destined to be with fire since childhood (in Song Dandan's voice)."
These common sense details regarding Martial King Realm cultivation were all inherited from the memories of his fourth simulation.
Although Chen Yi in the simulation didn't reach the Martial King Realm, he had a bunch of Martial Kings and Martial Saints around him, so it was very easy to understand these things.
When the first ray of morning sunlight swept over from the east and brushed past Chen Yi's body, a certain desire rose in his heart.
To possess stronger power!
And even more so, to possess this power forever!
To achieve this goal, there was only one way—immortality!
"I must solve the problem of the Dragonkin invasion, otherwise I'd be hard-pressed to even live to a hundred."
In the simulation, before the Empress died, she left Chen Yi a heaven and earth grand array named the "Seven Luminaries Immortal Array."
This array required seven Martial God experts to activate. If successful, there was hope to break the deadlock.
"Seven Martial Gods? Oh my god, I haven't even found one, where am I going to find seven?"
Currently, there was one suspected candidate.
That was the Empress's master, the Old Witch of the Southern Frontier.
This wasn't cursing her.
"Witch" referred to the "Way of Witchcraft."
The Empress's master didn't walk the path of a martial artist, but that of a witch.
"Li Lingyue's array was given to her by her master. Next time I simulate, couldn't I just go and ask her directly? Or simply hand this task over to her to handle."
The second playthrough was just convenient; the walkthroughs were already available.
Thinking of this, Chen Yi finally remembered that he hadn't yet looked at what task he needed to complete for the next simulation.
[Simulation on cooldown, three years remaining.]
[You can choose to complete the following guidance tasks to directly obtain a simulation opportunity.]
[Guidance Task: Eradicate the Dragonkin Strongholds!]
[Destroy the Dragonkin strongholds to force their invasion preparation time to be extended, buying more time for development and response for the next simulation. You must destroy at least six (0/6).]
[Rewards:]
[1. Simulation count +1;]
[2. Epic or higher premium entry draw count *1;]
[3. Earth-rank Spiritual Equipment Set: Fenji Battlefield Spear, Fenji Battlefield Armor, Fenji Battlefield Boots, Fenji Battlefield Helmet;]
[4. Heaven-rank Qi Refining Technique "Fenxin Undying Incantation".]
"This task is quite reasonable; even if I don't complete it in reality, I'll still have to do it in the simulation."
The Dragonkin were extremely cautious.
Without complete preparation, they would not make a move.
Therefore, destroying their strongholds in advance and disrupting their intelligence gathering would undoubtedly delay the timing of their attack.
This was especially true in the early stages. The earlier a stronghold was established, the harder it was to build, and thus the greater the impact of its destruction.
"Where are the Dragonkin strongholds?"
There were indeed some discoveries in the memories inherited from the simulation, but most of those were late-stage strongholds, pieced together from clues the Sword Master found while visiting various sects.
They simply did not exist right now.
However, there was one stronghold that definitely existed at this very moment.
"I will go interrogate them. Let's see if I can follow the trail and root out all six!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

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.”

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."