After settling the Sun-Moon Pagoda, Chen Yi waited in the Wing Realm for a while.
He was mainly waiting for the Xuanlan Five Heroes to gather the materials he needed.
Chen Yi was never one to sit around doing nothing.
The Wing Realm and the Human Realm differed greatly in their natural scenery, cultural landmarks, customs, and just about every other aspect.
Since Chen Yi had only recently arrived, he figured that if he had nothing else to do, he might as well take a trip around the world.
Traveling alone was boring, but Chen Yi wasn’t alone.
“Buddy! How can you be this carefree at your age? The Black Hand is going to destroy the world! You should either run for your life or cultivate! What’s with traveling around everywhere?!”
After hearing that the Black Hand had destroyed the Five Elements Root Vessels, the Myriad Soul Banner became extremely nervous.
The Five Elements Root Vessels were known to be spirit artifacts, and the Myriad Soul Banner was also a spirit artifact.
Therefore, if the Black Hand intended to destroy the Five Elements Root Vessels, it might threaten him as well.
Naturally, he was very anxious.
“Hey! Who’s this? Scared witless by the Black Hand? Guess what—someone in this state still wants to become the supreme master of all the world’s spirit artifacts!”
The Demon Refining Pot continued to mock him right to his face.
The Immortal Binding Rope, the Heavenly Dragon Blade, and the other immortal artifacts played the role of reasonable mediators, often stepping in to keep the two artifacts from fighting.
With this bunch of immortal artifacts as companions, Chen Yi was anything but lonely on his journey.
Besides the immortal artifacts, there was also the sweet-talking and obedient Five Domains Sacred Pill. Every day, it called him “Master” this and “Master” that, took an interest in everything in the Wing Realm, and hopped about on Chen Yi’s shoulder, asking questions about this and that.
Traveling wasn’t entirely without benefits, either.
In reality, Chen Yi could freely switch out his traits. Since his body had never undergone any physical enhancement, he could equip “Low-Grade Root Bone” and “Mortal Bone” whenever he had nothing to do, then spend his time comprehending divine abilities.
By the later stages of the sixth simulation, Chen Yi had gone many years without comprehending a new divine ability.
But not comprehending anything new didn’t mean he hadn’t been accumulating insights.
Those accumulated insights were inherited along with everything else from the simulation.
Several months later, Chen Yi comprehended a new divine ability from among them.
Disjointing: Causes objects to break apart into pieces, or allows one’s own limbs to separate and reassemble, making one immune to being dismembered.
“How did he end up comprehending this? What on earth has Old Sixth been thinking about every day...?”
This divine ability was essentially an enhanced version of the Split-Split Fruit. It could not only split Chen Yi apart, but also cause other things to split apart.
The only question was whether someone could be reassembled and continue living after being split apart.
“Let’s find someone to test it on.”
Chen Yi casually found a winged-man bully who had been running wild and committing all sorts of evil in the area, then split off both of his wings.
“Ah!!! My wings!!”
To the Wingfolk, losing their wings was more painful than losing their heads—the pain was emotional.
“Oh dear. I can’t put them back on.”
Chen Yi sounded rather disappointed.
The winged-man bully, whose wings had been forcibly removed by Chen Yi, couldn’t help but start cursing.
“You foreigner! Why did you do this to me?! You’ll die a horrible death!”
“My friend, now that you have no wings, there’s absolutely no difference between you and me. How can you call me a foreigner?”
“You...”
“Besides, I was only conducting an experiment. The experiment failed, that’s all.”
“Nonsense! How could an experiment like this possibly succeed? Who has ever been able to reattach a part of their body after it falls off?!”
“I have.”
As he spoke, Chen Yi removed his own head and then put it back on, as casually as hot-swapping a USB drive.
The winged-man bully and the surrounding spectators fell completely silent.
A few seconds later, they screamed in terror and scattered like frightened birds and beasts, flapping their wings as they fled in every direction. Some of them even fainted on the spot.
Chen Yi sneered.
“What a bunch of bumpkins. You live in a cultivation world—what’s there to be surprised about?”
Another month passed, and the Xuanlan Five Heroes returned.
They had brought back all the materials Chen Yi needed from the Wing Realm.
They also returned with several thousand Qi Transformation cultivators pursuing them.
“Stop right there, Xuanlan Five Thieves! Return my family heirloom!”
“The Five Great Thieves are utterly despicable! They even dug up my ancestors’ graves! They have absolutely no bottom line!”
“Today, we shall uphold justice and rid the world of these five Wingfolk scourges!”
The Xuanlan Five Heroes had already been extremely careful.
But after committing crimes at such a high frequency for several months, even the greatest caution had its limits.
Now, they had nowhere left to run. Fortunately, Chen Yi arrived in time to receive them.
Looking at the crowd pursuing them in the distance, Chen Yi clicked his tongue.
“You five really are terrible at making friends. How did you end up with so many enemies?”
Xuanlan Big Brother sighed.
“Strictly speaking, these are your enemies.”
Chen Yi smiled and pretended not to hear him.
“So the Wing Realm has become unlivable for you now?”
“It’s no longer a question of whether we can survive here. The question is how much longer we’ll live, Senior...”
The Xuanlan Five Heroes spoke in unison.
“You can’t abandon us, Senior!”
Chen Yi glanced at Sotuofeiren, who had become his follower.
“Why do all of you talk to me the same way he does?”
Over the past few months, Sotuofeiren had already recovered his cultivation to the late Qi Transformation stage.
Of course, he hadn’t recovered it on his own.
Chen Yi had gone to Sky City and cashed in a little of his reputation, persuading the Wingfolk Guardian to restore Sotuofeiren’s cultivation.
The moment his cultivation returned, Sotuofeiren’s gratitude toward Chen Yi surged like an endless river.
He remained completely unaware that Chen Yi was the reason his cultivation had fallen in the first place.
“Don’t worry, all six of you. Of course I won’t abandon you. We’re a team! Let’s go!”
As he spoke, Chen Yi threw a Light-Speed Punch.
The terrifying force of the punch caused the Wingfolk experts pursuing the Xuanlan Five Heroes, more than a thousand kilometers away, to tremble in fear.
Just as they thought the punch would pulverize them, the beam of light unleashed by the Light-Speed Punch shattered the space between them and Chen Yi instead. It plunged into the turbulence of space-time and began bombarding the world barrier.
“Rumble...!”
The noisy and bizarre sound echoed throughout heaven and earth.
Chen Yi waved his hand, and the Immortal Binding Rope bundled up Sotuofeiren and the Xuanlan Five Heroes before dragging them all into the shattered space.
The experts from the various factions who had given chase stared at one another in stunned silence.
“Is this... really power that a Void Realm cultivator should possess?”
At the same time, high above in the sky, the Wingfolk Guardian and the Furi God were equally shaken when they witnessed Chen Yi punching open the world barrier.
“Every time we open the world barrier, we have to expend an enormous amount of resources, and even then, we can’t necessarily pinpoint our destination. Yet he comes and goes as casually as that...”
“I suspect... he descended from the True Realm!”
The Wingfolk Guardian’s words made the Furi God’s eyes widen.
“Are you serious?”
“I can’t think of any other explanation.”
“If the Human Realm had a guardian like that, how could the Wing Realm possibly stand against it in a war between worlds?”
“Fortunately, we didn’t designate the Human Realm as a priority target for invasion...”
As they passed through countless temporal fragments across innumerable planes, Chen Yi noticed a somewhat unusual plane.
“Hm...? What’s inside this place...?”
Chen Yi had already found a plane he wanted to visit among the countless temporal fragments. He didn’t want to create complications by getting involved with this “unusual” plane.
So Chen Yi summoned Chen Six and tossed him into the strange plane.
“Go take a look! Find out what’s going on, then kill yourself. See you tomorrow!”
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?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
