Chen Yi was a man of action.
As luck would have it, several Sacred Dragon people were in the sky, taking the form of dragons and flirting with one another.
These Sacred Dragon people were not very strong. The most powerful among them was only at the Spirit Condensation Realm, equivalent to a late-stage Innate Martial Artist by the standards of the real world.
Standing on the ground, Chen Yi waved a hand. A gigantic flaming palm appeared out of thin air and seized all seven dragons in one grab.
Then he yanked hard.
The seven dragons were dragged down and smashed heavily into the ground.
“Rumble—!”
The earth shook, and the mountains trembled, as if an earthquake had struck.
Fortunately, the Sacred Dragon people had sturdy bodies. Even after being slammed down like that, they had only broken a few bones and were nowhere near death.
“Bastard! Who dares hurt this Crown Prince? Show yourself!”
The few Sacred Dragon people were knocked back into their original forms: humanoid creatures with the heads of divine dragons.
After getting to their feet, the first thing they saw was Sotuofeiren, whose appearance was that of a Dragon person.
The Sacred Dragon person who had called himself a crown prince pointed at Sotuofeiren.
“Well, well, well! You fake dragons actually dare to make trouble openly in our Sacred Dragon Realm now? Once I report this to my father, you’ll be sorry!”
Sotuofeiren was at the late Qi Transformation Realm, vastly stronger than these Sacred Dragon people.
He merely shook his powerful body, and countless white feathers shot out like a rain of arrows, turning the Sacred Dragon people into pincushions.
The Sacred Dragon people did not stop to consider why a Dragon person could shoot feathers out of thin air. They simply assumed it was some technique of his.
“Who is the current Realm Lord of the Sacred Dragon Realm? Where does he live?”
“Hmph! Fake dragon! Don’t even think about getting a single piece of information out of this Crown Prince!”
“Cut the nonsense. Answer my question honestly, or I’ll make sure you die horribly!”
“This Crown Prince will never bow his head to an alien race! Especially not to fake dragons!”
Sotuofeiren was relying entirely on Chen Yi’s authority and had completely thrown caution to the wind. With Chen Yi backing him, he had no qualms about using a precise and highly effective “memory restoration technique” on the group.
After one treatment session, the self-proclaimed crown prince, whose teeth had all been knocked out, stammered through his answer.
“I—I don’t know the Realm Lord. I’m only the crown prince of Xitu. Our Xitu Kingdom has a very low standing in the Sacred Dragon Realm…”
Chen Yi stepped out from behind him.
“Then take us to the highest-ranking person you can reach.”
Sotuofeiren kicked the crown prince again.
“You heard him! Lead the way!”
The Myriad Souls Banner hung across Chen Yi’s back. Seeing Sotuofeiren act this way, Chen Yi could not help shaking the banner in exasperation.
“This Brother Sotuofeiren sure forgets his roots quickly. A dignified War God of the Winged Race, yet he’s already so practiced at being a lackey. He knows when to bend and when to stretch—truly a role model for us all!”
The Crown Prince of Xitu led Chen Yi and Sotuofeiren to the capital of Xitu.
Calling it a capital was something of a stretch. There was no city at all—only a stretch of primeval forest.
A number of Sacred Dragon people lived there. They formed the ruling class of this land known as Xitu.
Chen Yi and Sotuofeiren flew through the sky.
Chen Yi waved his hand, and Sotuofeiren immediately understood. He grabbed the badly beaten Crown Prince of Xitu and brought him above the forest. Then he shouted down at the people below:
“Which one of you is the King of Xitu? Come claim your son!”
The Sacred Dragon people below saw the Dragon person and all revealed looks of disdain.
“Where did this fake dragon come from?”
“Most likely a spy the Dragon people planted in our Sacred Dragon Realm!”
“Why listen to him? Kill him!”
The Sacred Dragon people in the forest had not even heard what Sotuofeiren said clearly before launching an attack against him.
The strongest among them was only at the Martial King Realm, so Sotuofeiren dealt with them effortlessly.
Using the Crown Prince of Xitu as a human shield, he made him take the brunt of the attacks.
The Crown Prince of Xitu immediately began cursing.
“If you’re going to hit someone, at least hit the right person! I’m Crown Prince Zhu Ying—look carefully!”
From a mountain in the distance, a divine dragon flew out and spoke in the language of the Sacred Dragon people.
“Don’t you dare hurt my son!”
The newcomer was none other than the King of Xitu, a Martial Saint.
After arriving, the king returned to a humanoid form and performed a formal Sacred Dragon salute toward Sotuofeiren.
“Esteemed expert, please show mercy! If my son has offended you in any way, I will take full responsibility!”
This king clearly cherished his child.
That was only natural.
From his age, Chen Yi could tell that the man was already middle-aged or older.
Given the Sacred Dragon race’s reproductive capabilities, this crown prince was most likely his only son.
Of course he would treasure him.
“Your son has not offended me. I merely have a question to ask.”
Sotuofeiren’s command of the Sacred Dragon language was exceptionally fluent.
As the War God of the Winged Race, learning the language of a rival was a compulsory lesson.
“Please ask, esteemed expert!”
“Who is your Realm Lord, and where can he be found?”
The king hesitated.
He was probably trying to determine why Sotuofeiren wanted to know and whether he intended harm to the realm.
But seeing his precious son wailing in Sotuofeiren’s grasp, the king had no choice but to answer honestly.
“The Realm Lord stands high above all others. I am merely the ruler of a small kingdom and have never met him…”
“Looks like you’re planning to have a second child.”
“No, no, esteemed expert! Although I have never met the Realm Lord, Xitu is a vassal of the Central Fire Empire. The venerable Great Emperor of Zhonghuo should know the Realm Lord!”
Sotuofeiren tossed the Crown Prince of Xitu back to his father, then flew back to Chen Yi.
“Boss, it looks like we’ll have to move one level higher.”
Chen Yi smiled.
“It’s fine. There’s no rush. Xuanlan and the other four will need some time to gather the materials anyway. We can take our time, enjoy the beautiful scenery of the Sacred Dragon Realm, and perhaps gain some insights into cultivation along the way.”
Sotuofeiren envied Chen Yi’s leisurely pace and unshakable composure.
This was the powerful confidence that came from possessing absolute strength!
The next day.
Following the directions given by the King of Xitu, Chen Yi and Sotuofeiren continued on their leisurely journey.
Halfway there, Chen Yi suddenly remembered Chen Six and summoned him once more.
“How was it? Was that world polluted?”
When Chen Yi had passed through the spatial turbulence, he had caught a glimpse of what looked like contamination on that plane. That was why he had sent Chen Six to investigate.
Chen Six nodded and confirmed that the entire plane was filled with pollution. It was like a black vat of dye, with all things being tainted and corroded by it.
“Not only was there pollution, but there were monsters there too!”
“Monsters? Why don’t you just say there were Ultramen as well? With pollution that concentrated, there shouldn’t be any living creatures.”
“It really was a monster. It probably shouldn’t be considered a living creature. It was composed entirely of pollution and had a bizarre, misshapen appearance. But I’m certain it possessed life—or something resembling life.
“It had vision, could move, could roar, and even knew how to hunt.”
“Was that thing what killed you?”
“That’s right.”
“But you were at the Absolute Realm…”
Chen Yi gave him a look that clearly said, Are you really that useless?
Chen Six coughed.
“I wasn’t using my full strength.”
Chen Six had to die in the first place. If he did not die, he could not return to Chen Yi’s side.
Rather than waste the effort killing himself, he had simply given up resisting and let the monster swallow him.
The information Chen Six brought back left Chen Yi deep in thought.
“There’s pollution in the Void Realm too? Just how many planes have been completely consumed by pollution…?”
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
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...
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.
