[The hundred and twenty-first year, the hundred and fourth decade of life.]
[Extracting a trait...]
[Triggered the effect of "The Older, the Luckier"!]
[Extraction successful!]
["Infinite White Porridge" (Prismatic Mythic):
Kid, still worried about going hungry?
You can defy all laws of nature to conjure a bowl of white porridge out of thin air. This effect can be used repeatedly with no limits.
It's just a bowl of porridge.]
[Adjust trait?]
[Yes/No]
"Huh??"
Seeing the colored text, Chen Yi almost thought he was seeing things.
He looked again—it really was Prismatic Mythic!
But as for the effect of this trait...
"Does this thing really deserve to be called Mythic? Isn't that a bit too hasty?"
Living a long life really has its perks.
Even a Mythic trait had been dragged out as if it were a guaranteed pity pull.
Of course, the trait system had no pity mechanic.
Chen Yi just figured that if he drew enough times, even the lowest probability would eventually hit.
Plus, there was the boost from "The Older, the Luckier," which slightly increased the odds of high-quality traits.
Though he had no idea what "slightly" meant, or whether pulling a Mythic was thanks to that "slightly."
But that's how draws work—superstitious alchemy.
Not knowing what this Mythic was good for yet, Chen Yi chose not to equip it.
—It was certainly useful, like distributing it to the people to solve common folks' hunger and boost his incense offerings, but that would mean sacrificing his own time, which was hardly worth the trouble.
[You selected No.]
[In the years that passed, aside from cultivation and research, you accomplished one great deed.]
[Breaking the Void with Martial Power!]
[You attempted to enter the Real Realm.]
[The Wall of Sighs in the Void Realm was already right before you.]
[You had no hope in this lifetime, but you still had many lives ahead.]
[How could you be willing to stop at the Martial God Realm?]
[To pursue a higher realm, you had to go to the Real Realm.]
[Yet, tearing open the heavens proved extremely difficult.]
[Once, you had already glimpsed the vast cosmic light of the Real Realm, but several sudden purple thunderbolts struck you out of the spatial chaos.]
[After that, whenever you were about to touch the Real Realm, you were driven back by that power.]
[At first, you thought it was a "Heavenly Tribulation."]
[Just like in those immortal cultivation novels.]
[But soon, you remembered something.]
[Back when you were in the Seven Luminaries Ascension state and obtained the Sun-Moon Tower.]
[The Sun-Moon Tower had told you something about the Great Demon, which we glossed over earlier—now we can finally explain it.]
[The Great Demon, that former Guardian on the Path, possessed the greatest destructive power in history.]
[After all, he was a demon cultivator.]
[Among the three methods to enter the Real Realm, the Great Demon firmly believed he could break the void with martial power.]
[He had indeed torn through the barrier between the Void Realm and the Real Realm many times.]
[But each time, he was beaten back by a mysterious force.]
[At first, the Great Demon and you thought alike, believing this was a tribulation necessary to enter the Real Realm.]
[So he fought against it time and time again.]
[Until the day his lifespan ran out.]
[On that very day, he had an epiphany.]
[The Great Demon came to believe that there was no "Heavenly Tribulation"—it was all "Man-made Disaster"!]
[Someone in the Real Realm did not permit him to enter, blocking his path to the Real Realm, looking down from above, and beating him back every single time!]
[Remember the two things the Great Demon said?]
“No!!! It is not heaven and earth that reject me!!! There is someone behind the scenes!!! Beneath, I possess the skill to create a new world! Above, they engage in despicable schemes!!”
“I despise the heavens! The other shore is cut off! My achievement is complete! Yet the Dao is incomplete!”
From these two lines, one can tell that the Great Demon is a learned man.
Indeed, the Great Demon was once a scholar.
The Sun and Moon Tower reveals that the Great Demon was originally a weak scholar unable to cultivate, with extremely poor aptitude. He failed the imperial examinations repeatedly, stumbled upon the demonic path by chance, and thus began his legendary journey.
But that’s straying from the point—these words show that the Great Demon firmly believes someone in the Real World is obstructing his ascension.
Historical records from before the primordial era were destroyed during the war between the human realm and the demon realm.
In the records after the primordial era, there is indeed no clear documentation of anyone ascending to the Real World.
The term “Real World” itself has never even appeared.
Regardless of the truth,
of the three methods Ji Wuqing mentioned, breaking through the void by martial power is no longer viable.
The second method is to seek the path to immortality.
There is no clue for that yet.
The third method is to be summoned by a powerful being from the Real World.
Second Sister could do it, but it is uncertain what her situation is now, and there is no way to contact her.
With no hope of ascending to the Real World, you can only invest your time and energy into other matters.
For example, continuing the investigation into the Blood Moon and the shadowy hand behind many mysteries.
There are two things about this shadowy hand that earn your admiration.
First, they have hidden themselves too well.
When you ascended in the Seven Luminaries, you could see every corner of the human realm.
Though you did not examine the distant overseas areas too closely—unless this shadowy hand hides in the deepest edges of the world, then they would be impressive indeed.
As long as they are in the Five Regions, the Non-Distant Seas, or the Starry Domain, you should have been able to find them.
And why is that?
One who stole the Sword of Heaven and Earth, who could command the Blood Moon organization, who assisted the dragon-kin in opening spatial passages, and who plotted against the three high priests of the holy land—such a being is no ordinary figure.
A strong individual shines like the moon among a sea of stars, standing out clearly.
Second, you have no idea what their goal is.
From the various traces of the Blood Moon and the shadowy hand, you truly cannot understand what they are after.
Some of their actions even contradict themselves.
Not knowing who they are, where they are, or what their purpose is—how can one not admire this shadowy hand?
The Five Regions, Baiyun County.
The county has now grown into a bustling, prosperous place, with a population even exceeding that of a prefectural city.
There is one reason for this: it is the hometown of the Chess God.
It is a key project heavily supported by the Great Qian Empire’s Female Emperor.
In your younger days, you preferred to live in seclusion in the countryside.
Later, feeling it was too boring to be alone, you moved to Baiyun County, residing in the area where your third sister’s husband once lived.
The old courtyard was long torn down, and the large mansion you now inhabit is newly built—spacious, bright, with scenic views at every step.
Perhaps as your lifespan draws closer to its end, you find you no longer wish to live alone.
Your relatives and friends are all great figures with their own careers and cultivation paths.
So you adopted some orphans.
You did not use the Age-Freezing Male God technique or take special care of your appearance, so the children all call you “Grandfather.”
Over a dozen years have passed, and the earliest batch of orphans have now grown to adulthood.
Some practice martial arts, while others have become officials.
You did not seek out connections or resources for them; you only provided the material foundation.
Among the children training in martial arts, if there were any with exceptional bone structure and innate talent, you would send them to the martial sects of your old acquaintances.
If they were quite average, you kept them by your side, doting on them at your knee, offering occasional guidance. Whether they understood or not was left to fate; it made no difference.
One day, a group of important figures arrived at Baiyun County Town. They were the Grand Overseers of the three newly rebuilt sacred lands, the sect leaders of the eight pillars of the five domains, and powerful figures such as the head of the Shen family from the Star Domain, along with their elders.
They dressed humbly in plain clothes, came to the gate of your courtyard, bowed respectfully, and asked the servant to announce their arrival—even giving the servant some tips.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
