On this day, you caught a few wild rabbits on the island, skewered them, and roasted the meat using the exclusive barbecue techniques you learned on the Barbecue Planet in the Star Realm.
Some of the contestants on the island followed the scent, their mouths watering with greed.
"Oh my god, that smells incredible!"
"It's bad enough the Holy Land doesn't provide resources, but giving us plain tea and simple rice every day? My mouth is going numb from this bland food!"
"I really want a bite..."
Someone stepped forward and asked if you could share some of the abundant rabbit meat to satisfy everyone's cravings.
Without even looking up, you replied.
"One thousand crystal stones, or equivalent resources, for one bite."
Hearing this, the crowd immediately flared up.
"Are you robbing us?! One thousand crystals? And for just one bite!"
"Isn't he Chen Dong? That independent trainee or whatever?"
"Oh... a rogue cultivator with no background. Heh, you'd better know your place and quit now. You won't make it to the second round."
Someone with a wilder temper, realizing you lacked any backing, didn't fear offending you and directly reached out to snatch the rabbit meat.
"Give me a bite!"
The one making the move was a bald young man, broad-shouldered, round-waisted, and burly.
His hand grabbed nothing but air, nearly plunging into the campfire.
You remained seated, extending one hand with flames shooting from your palm to continue roasting.
Refusing to believe it, the bald man tried to snatch it again.
He missed once more.
Although the geniuses present were young and arrogant, they were by no means ignorant.
They realized they couldn't even see your movements clearly.
You appeared to have barely moved and didn't fight back, yet no matter how the bald man tried to snatch it, the rabbit meat remained firmly in your grasp.
"He's an expert!"
"He broke through from Soul Tempering to Golden Body in two years, crossing the early and middle stages of martial arts. He is definitely no ordinary person."
"As expected, anyone who dares to participate in the selection knows their own worth. We underestimated him."
Just then, someone in the spectating crowd raised a hand and spoke.
"I offer one hundred thousand crystals for one roast rabbit!"
You raised an eyebrow, unable to resist looking at this wealthy patron.
It was a handsome young man dressed in gold, adorned with jewels, looking extremely luxurious.
"Are you joking, brother?"
"Absolutely not! It's just that I have some matters I wish to consult you about. Of course, it will be a paid consultation!"
As long as he was paying, there was nothing more to say.
You handed him two roast rabbits straight away.
"Eat up, buy one get one free. I haven't asked your distinguished name yet."
"I am Wang Mingbai. Speaking of which, just like you, my ancestors were also from the Five Domains. It was only later that our entire clan relocated overseas to the Chaos Crystal Sea."
You heard people discussing him.
"The Wang family of the Chaos Crystal Sea! The wealthiest in the human realm! It is said that if all the crystals in the world amounted to one stone, the Wang family alone possesses eight tenths of it!"
"It can't be helped. Only the Wang family knows the method of harvesting crystals from the seabed. The vast oceans, especially the Chaos Crystal Sea, are basically their crystal warehouses."
"No wonder he's so generous, spending a hundred thousand crystals on a roast rabbit."
Hearing Wang Mingbai's background clearly, you suddenly felt he looked even more handsome, his face radiating the glow of wealth.
Wang Mingbai dug in heartily, repeatedly praising how incredibly delicious your roast rabbit was.
The others watched, swallowing their saliva.
Is it really that good? Then perhaps a thousand crystals a bite isn't totally unacceptable.
"What does Brother Wang wish to ask?"
"You only have high-tier bone structure... Oh, I absolutely do not mean to look down on you. Talent is a gift from the heavens; whether good or bad, it is divine grace. There are plenty of people in this world with no bone structure at all. I just want to know how you managed to maintain your ranking with only a high-tier bone structure. To tell you the truth, I have an earth-tier bone structure, yet for the past two years, I've only been hovering around the sixtieth place. If this continues, I'm definitely doomed..."
As he spoke, Wang Mingbai handed you a storage ring filled with crystals—definitely far more than a hundred thousand.
You felt he looked even more handsome.
"I just want to ask, do you possess a special physique? If not, how did you progress so rapidly through natural cultivation?"
What a question.
Am I supposed to tell you that I'm already at the Martial King realm?
You started rambling and changing the subject.
"With the wealth and foundation of the Wang family of the Chaos Crystal Sea, it shouldn't matter even if Brother Wang fails in the competition for the Holy Son, right? Why spend a fortune asking for a guide?"
Wang Mingbai scratched his head shyly.
"I want to enter the Holy Land not to become some Holy Son, but to get closer to the goddess of my heart..."
Your gossiping soul burned fiercely.
Also burning was the curiosity of the other contestants drawn over by the smell of the roast rabbit.
"Oh? I wonder which lady of the Carefree Holy Land could catch the eye of a highly eligible bachelor like Brother Wang?"
Wang Mingbai blushed to the roots of his ears. At the thought of his goddess, he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
"I haven't succeeded in my pursuit yet, so I won't tell everyone, lest it cause a negative impact on her."
A chorus of jeers and hooting erupted all around.
"I was just thinking that if my status in the Holy Land were higher, I would be a better match for her."
These words were spoken with utmost sincerity.
You earnestly grabbed Wang Mingbai's hands.
"You have to work hard, brother! No matter who you're pursuing, I support you!"
Wang Mingbai's eyes cleared up, and he looked at you with deep emotion.
"Even the elders in my clan say I am too caught up in romance and neglecting my proper duties. I never expected Brother Chen to actually understand me!"
"I understand. I understand completely."
Next, you and Wang Mingbai went to a secluded spot, where you earnestly shared your cultivation insights with him.
Of course, you didn't have any real insights; you made it all up on the spot.
But since he paid, you had to provide him with some emotional value at the very least.
After hearing this, Wang Mingbai seemed to gain some enlightenment and repeatedly stated that he was going to practice.
You sincerely held his hands once again.
"Brother Wang, you must have confidence. You are the best, you know? Remember, if a person has no dreams, what's the difference between them and a salted fish?"
Wang Mingbai was moved to tears.
"Brother Chen, I truly regret not meeting you sooner!"
Year Eleven, thirty years old.
The first trial of the Holy Son Ceremony had ended.
You advanced to the second round in forty-first place.
The second round's trial: actual combat.
Contestants of the same realm would face off one by one in the arena at the summit of Mount Yunshu.
There were only twenty passing spots for this round.
The elders from the various contestants' clans arrived again, surrounding Mount Yunshu to watch the spectacle.
Those geniuses ranked outside the top fifty looked at you, walking up the mountain once again looking rather shabby, and felt a great deal of resentment.
"This guy with a high-tier bone structure actually passed, but I didn't. Damn it! There must be some shady business going on!"
"Could this kid be the illegitimate son of a Holy Land higher-up? He must have used connections to pass!"
"If he doesn't have connections, he will definitely lose in the second round!"
["That's right. A poor brat from the Five Domains probably doesn't even possess a decent spiritual weapon, let alone any real combat skills."]

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

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.”

] [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!"

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!