“We don’t know. If we did, why would we be asking you...”
“How can you be sure there’s a path to ascension in the mortal realm?”
“The mortal realm is the ancestral realm. When the Ancestor of Humanity departed for the True Realm, he left behind a grand avenue leading there. This is a legend recorded in many Void Realms.”
“You spent over a hundred years and vast resources searching for the mortal realm—just because of a legend?”
“Our clan has a great power who sent word back from the True Realm, confirming that those legends are not mere myths—they are real history.”
You smile faintly.
“I see. So you know the mortal realm has a path to ascension, but you don’t know where it is.”
“Yes... Senior, could you spare us this time? We can cooperate with you, search for the path together, go to the True Realm, and pursue eternal life!”
“What do you think?”
Having gathered the information, these five aliens are now useless.
They are also divine-level, but far inferior to the Three Great Celestial Venerables.
They haven’t reached the peak of the divine level, and their combat ability is mediocre.
On top of that, they are alien races, completely countered by your attributes.
Killing them would be as easy as taking something out of your pocket.
If you don’t chop them into mincemeat on the spot, it would be beneath your status as the Swordbearer.
During the battle with the Winged Clan, you also used “The Calamity of Ten Thousand Races” to copy the Winged Clan’s racial talent.
Elemental Affinity: Each member of the Winged Clan is born with high affinity toward one of the five elements. Cultivating techniques, martial arts, and comprehending divine abilities aligned with that element all grant benefits. Affinity is ranked from low, medium, high, to supreme.
The element you randomly obtained this time: Water.
The affinity level you randomly obtained: Medium.
“Oh? This Winged Clan is a good find.”
After all, the Martial God is far from the end of cultivation.
There is still a long road ahead in the future.
The Winged Clan’s talent is greatly beneficial for cultivation.
However, you need to randomly obtain the element that matches you—Fire. Many of Chen Yi’s techniques are fire-attribute, and his true qi is also fire-attribute.
You also need to roll the highest affinity level.
The racial talent gained from “The Calamity of Ten Thousand Races” can be abandoned at any time—original racial talents cannot.
Once abandoned, you can copy it again upon re-encountering it.
This way, you can reroll for such random talents.
This battle consumed the last of your limited lifespan.
You feel a vast sense of emptiness.
You know it is time to leave.
Standing in the sky, you speak to your adopted children below.
“Children, I am leaving...”
Your adopted sons only realize today that their grandfather is such a powerful being, possessing earth-shattering might.
You can imagine the shock and disbelief in their hearts.
But this joy is soon overshadowed by the sorrow of parting between life and death.
“Grandfather! What’s wrong with you!”
“Grandfather! You’re so strong—nothing will happen to you!”
“Grandfather, don’t go! You haven’t seen me start a family yet, or watched me pass the imperial exams...”
Your expression is calm.
“Children, death is nothing to fear. It is precisely because no one can escape death that we choose to live this life with effort, with heart, and without regret.”
The younger children cannot understand life and death and continue playing.
The slightly older ones cannot accept reality and weep with grief.
The even older ones have learned to hold back, but still sob quietly.
Shen Yue and the others stand above White Cloud County, their hearts heavy.
The people of White Cloud County also sense something. Their revered God Yi seems to be departing from the world?
“Children, don’t cry. Do you still remember the song I taught you? Sing it for me one more time...”
The older children take the younger ones by the hand. Boys and girls alike lift their heads, tears streaming down their faces, and send off their most respected grandfather with their song.
♫ It takes countless trials and turns to truly understand deep affection
♫ It takes crossing a thousand mountains and rivers to know where to go
♫ Why is it only after missing each other for years
♫ That we realize our truest dream
♫ Do you still remember me
♫ Or have you already forgotten me
♫ Tonight, the gentle breeze blows...
You, the first Swordbearer of the mortal realm, spent your life fighting across the land. Even in your final moments, you were warding off foreign enemies for humanity.
Surrounded by the songs of the children you adopted, you ended your glorious life.
“Whew...”
Seeing this, Chen Yi, outside the simulation, couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
For some reason, though these were mere words, he felt his eyes grow hot.
The protagonist was himself—the immersion was too strong.
Chen Yi felt as though he was truly standing in the midst of the children’s songs, recalling his heroic life, silently closing his eyes.
Fortunately, it was only a simulation.
The real Chen Yi was still a twenty-year-old ambitious youth, about to set off and chase his dreams in the Void Realm.
“Hey? It’s not over yet?”
【The “Afterlife” attribute takes effect. You will see partial information after your death.】
【This section is randomly selected; continuity is not guaranteed.】
【Year 122: First year after death.】
【The Swordbearer’s funeral is held in White Cloud County. Delegates from all major and minor forces in the mortal realm attend.】
【Funeral money is scattered for seven days and seven nights, carpeting White Cloud County.】
【Countless people, upon hearing the news, break down and weep.】
【Someone volunteers to be buried alive with you, but the Empress rejects it.】
【Year 123: Second year after death.】
【Li Lingyue abdicates the throne. She wants to keep vigil for you.】
【Year 124: Third year after death.】
【Shen Qingshan officially succeeds as the second Swordbearer. He joins forces with array masters from the Three Sacred Lands to dedicate himself to mastering the Seven Radiant Immortal Array.】
【Year 134: Tenth year after death.】
【Li Lingyue travels to the Artifact Nation, finds the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and claims to have found a way to resurrect you.】
【The Ten Thousand Soul Banner is elated, pledging its full cooperation.】
【Year 135: Eleventh year after death.】
【Li Lingyue’s secret technique fails. Her hair turns white overnight.】
【Year 145: Twenty-first year after death.】
【Shen Qingshan masters the Seven Radiant Immortal Array.】
【Li Lingyue breaks through the void through martial power and disappears without a trace.】
【Year 155: Thirty-first year after death.】
【New traces of alien races appear in the mortal realm.】
【Shen Qingshan proposes a new war readiness plan. He believes the coordinates of the mortal realm may have been altered back.】
【Year 165: Forty-first year after death.】
【Human prodigies have erupted like a spring after the Dragon-Man War. By now, Martial Kings are no longer rare and can be seen everywhere.】
【Year 200: Seventy-eighth year after death.】
【During combat with the Iron Heart Clan’s vanguard, the mortal realm allied forces accidentally open the “Ancient Wasteland Secret Realm” at the northern edge of the mortal realm.】
【Here, a group of powerful ancient wasteland survivors claim to guard the path to ascension left by the Ancestor of Humanity and refuse entry to any outsiders.】
In order to obtain the Immortal Path, the human realm allied forces joined hands with the Ironheart Tribe army to launch an assault on the ancient wasteland secret realm...
[The "Final Moments" display has concluded.]
[This simulation is now officially over!]
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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?"
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...
