When Da Chun stayed at the Yuelai Inn, both the boss and the staff liked him a lot.
Because Da Chun treated people with utmost sincerity, completely lacking any ulterior motives, and would do his best to help others within his capabilities.
Although sometimes his good intentions would backfire, fortunately, it was usually just breaking a plate or spilling a dish.
Moreover, once Da Chun made a mistake, he would never repeat it, showing a stronger ability to correct himself than many normal people.
"Alright, come with me! I'll take you flying!"
With the sound of tearing through the air, Chen Yi took Da Chun and directly flew into the sky.
After ascending to a high altitude, Chen Yi took out the Flame Iron Heavy Sword and flew on it with Da Chun.
In the simulation, this sword was fooled by the Myriad Soul Banner and wanted to betray Chen Yi.
So Chen Yi made an example out of it, but at this point in reality, the Flame Iron Heavy Sword was still perfectly fine.
Chen Yi used his true qi to protect Da Chun, preventing him from feeling uncomfortable in the fierce winds.
"Wow! Brother Yi! You can fly now!"
On the large map of the Five Domains, Chen Yi drew a straight line from Baiyun County in Qingzhou of the Central Plains, going straight to the Wave Valley in the Eastern Wasteland.
Because the Eastern Wasteland was sparsely populated, the place names there were actually rarely known.
But who was Chen Yi?
An inner sect disciple of the Limitless Sword Sect!
When he was in the Limitless Sword Sect, he had studied the full topographic map of the Eastern Wasteland and memorized it with a single glance.
Therefore, Chen Yi knew exactly where this Wave Valley was.
During the flight, Chen Yi heard the Myriad Soul Banner complaining.
"Ah! Buddy! Can you throw this Hu Chacha out! He keeps yelling all day, making my head hurt!"
"What is he saying?"
"Babbling some nonsense, I don't know what he's talking about! Like a flock of sparrows outside the window, chattering on the wall!"
Chen Yi pondered for a moment.
When enemies invaded the human realm, they at least knew to have everyone master the human language.
If he wanted to defend against the Dragonman race, how could he not learn their language?
Since they had nothing to do on the journey, he might as well learn the Dragonman language from this Hu Chacha.
Thinking of this, Chen Yi equipped a rare trait—Foreign Languages Must Be Learned!
This trait didn't instantly make someone master a foreign language, but it made learning one much more efficient.
So, he still needed someone to teach him.
Chen Yi had the Myriad Soul Banner release Hu Chacha's head.
"Student Hu Chacha, I want to learn the Dragonman language from you."
"Xita!!"
"I know this phrase, it's a curse, but I want to learn it systematically, so it'll be convenient for us to communicate in the future!"
"Dream on! Who wants to communicate with you? I won't teach you! I'm going to self-destruct! Wahahaha..."
Chen Yi rolled his eyes and came up with a plan.
"Oh my, they say the Dragonman race is the most noble race among the myriad races in the Void Realm. I assume their language must also be very noble, beautiful, and pleasant to the ear, right?"
The Myriad Soul Banner understood his intention perfectly.
"Give me a break! I listen to this Hu Chacha yelling every day. What's noble about it? What's beautiful? What's pleasant? It's just sparrow chirps!"
Chen Yi immediately retorted.
"You don't understand the Dragonman language, so how do you know it's not noble? Not beautiful? Not pleasant?"
"Even if I learned it, I wouldn't think it's noble! Beautiful! Or pleasant!"
"Damn it! If someone could teach me, I would definitely prove to you just how noble, beautiful, and pleasant the Dragonman language is!"
Hu Chacha stopped his self-destruction and flew into a rage.
"Damn Myriad Soul Banner, stop insulting my race's language!
You are just a soulless spiritual artifact, what the hell do you know about language!
Human! Seeing that you have such good taste, I can teach you!
But I will only teach it once. If you can't learn it, don't even think about me teaching you a second time!"
When the Dragonman race recruited alien spies, teaching the Dragonman language was originally part of the process.
Hu Chacha pretended he was trying to rope in Chen Yi to justify his own actions.
It didn't matter if he only taught it once.
With the Foreign Languages Must Be Learned trait, Chen Yi learned incredibly fast.
So fast that Hu Chacha was stunned.
"Xita! How are you more fluent than me?! Which one of us is the Dragonman??"
Chen Yi smiled confidently.
"It's a piece of cake."
After learning the Dragonman language, Chen Yi unequipped the trait.
After arriving in the Eastern Wasteland.
Chen Yi went to retrieve the cauldron first.
In the simulation, Chen Yi was at the Golden Body Realm when he retrieved it, and it took him several days just to dig a hole.
But now, buffed by the Eternal Half-Emperor trait and possessing the cultivation of the Martial King Realm, earthworks were much easier for Chen Yi.
"Rumble!!"
Chen Yi unleashed the Dragon Flame Profound Art, slamming a punch vertically into the ground. A fire dragon roared out, rushing straight underground and leaving a deep, scorched tunnel.
After a few consecutive punches, Chen Yi reached the location where the Nine Provinces Cauldron was buried.
"Da Chun, just touch this bronze."
Da Chun looked a bit nervous.
"Don't be afraid, Da Chun. You won't feel a thing. After becoming an artifact spirit, you can still live in the Chen Manor as the butler, no different from before."
Da Chun nodded and placed one hand heavily on it.
Everything that followed was no different from the simulation.
As the core part of the Nine Provinces Cauldron's artifact spirit, Da Chun awakened the dust-covered cauldron and transformed into its spirit.
The small world inside the cauldron was activated, giving Chen Yi a precious place to hide.
Da Chun began his journey of eating peaches.
The more he ate, the more of the cauldron's divine power he could mobilize, and his memories of the past would also be slightly restored.
But just as the last protector of the Demon Realm said, no matter what, Da Chun was only a part of the cauldron's artifact spirit, and it would be very difficult to restore the Nine Provinces Cauldron to its peak state.
Da Chun could freely switch between a spiritual body and a physical body because he was the core part.
The other parts could not.
If Chen Yi asked his third sister, eldest brother, and their descendants to also replenish the artifact spirit, they would disappear on the spot.
Besides, even with them, it wouldn't be enough. The entire Luoding Village had died.
Almost at the exact moment Da Chun became the artifact spirit, Chen Yi's Treasure Snatching Nose sensed something.
The Earth Spirit had arrived.
It hid far away and didn't continue approaching.
The Myriad Soul Banner sat up in shock as if waking from a dying state.
"Huh? This aura... could it be... an earth vein?!"
This traitor was still obsessed with the earth vein.
Chen Yi wouldn't let the Myriad Soul Banner succeed.
The Earth Spirit awakening the intelligence of all spiritual artifacts on the continent came at a price.
It was still unknown whether this loss had further negative impacts.
So he couldn't let the Myriad Soul Banner mess around in the reality timeline.
"Hey! Buddy! An earth vein! It's an earth vein! To the east! Go over there quickly!"
"What earth vein? How come I don't see it?"
"It's there, it's there! Buddy, this is guaranteed!"
"In the Five Domains, we don't say 'guaranteed', we say 'bound to get it'."
The Myriad Soul Banner froze for three seconds, its banner surface twisting into a very vivid, human-like expression, as if saying: Are you out of your mind?
"Buddy! This is bound to get it!"
"There's no rush for the earth vein. Da Chun said there's a small world inside the cauldron, which sounds very interesting. Let's go take a look."
"Are you serious, buddy? An earth vein! Don't you want to break through?!"
The poor Myriad Soul Banner was being completely played by Chen Yi.
Chen Yi entered the small world inside the cauldron to experience it for himself.
"What a utopia. Staying here makes me feel like I can forget all the troubles of the outside world...
Da Chun, does this small world not have a name?"
I can't just keep calling it the 'Small World inside the Cauldron' forever.

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”

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!