“Commander.”
Lu Xinghe knelt on one knee.
Chen Xuan did not turn around.
His gaze remained fixed on the red dots representing the demons on the star map.
“Xinghe, weren’t you infiltrating Gu Ming’s vanguard?”
Chen Xuan’s voice was low.
“Why have you suddenly returned? Are the demons launching their general assault ahead of schedule?”
“No.”
Lu Xinghe drew a deep breath.
“Gu Ming is dead.”
Chen Xuan’s brows knitted slightly.
“Dead?”
“Who killed him?”
“I flicked him to death,” Lu Xinghe replied.
Chen Xuan finally turned around and looked at Lu Xinghe displeasedly.
“You exposed yourself?”
“You blew our cover just to kill a Stellar-level piece of trash?”
“Lu Xinghe, do you have any idea how much pressure the Seventh Legion is under right now?”
“The great families up there control all the resources, while our frontier legions can’t even get a sip of the leftovers.”
“I had you infiltrate them so you could find an opportunity to destroy the demons’ logistics and supply lines!”
Faced with his superior’s reprimand, Lu Xinghe did not argue.
He raised his head and met Chen Xuan’s gaze directly.
“Commander.”
“I found someone.”
“A… monster.”
Chen Xuan snorted.
He walked over to his desk, sat down, and picked up a cup of astral spirit tea.
“A monster?”
“What kind of monster could exist in this barren frontier star region?”
“Some spoiled young master from a powerful family who came out to gain experience?”
“Or a lucky human who happened upon some great opportunity?”
Lu Xinghe shook his head.
“Neither.”
“He’s a native from a lost wasteland plane.”
Chen Xuan paused.
Then he shook his head, a trace of disdain flashing through his eyes.
“A wasteland native?”
“In a place where the laws are incomplete, I doubt he can even condense a single drop of Source Blood.”
“Lu Xinghe, have you been undercover for too long? Is there something wrong with your head?”
“Commander, please hear me out.”
Lu Xinghe’s tone grew exceptionally solemn.
“He’s eighteen years old.”
Chen Xuan took a sip of tea, completely unconcerned.
“Eighteen? Quite young.”
“He has condensed eleven drops of Source Blood.”
Chen Xuan swallowed the tea and gave a faint chuckle.
“An eighteen-year-old Meteor-level cultivator? On a wasteland world, that would indeed make him a genius.”
“But in the supreme academies of the Great Chu Star Region, geniuses like that are everywhere.”
“You exposed yourself for this?”
Lu Xinghe stared intently at Chen Xuan.
He spoke each word distinctly.
“Commander.”
“Those eleven drops of Source Blood…”
“He didn’t use any natural treasures.”
“He received no power transmission from any elder.”
“The purity is one hundred percent.”
“Absolutely flawless.”
Clatter.
The teacup in Chen Xuan’s hand fell onto the desk without warning.
Scalding spirit tea spilled all over the floor.
Yet he did not seem to notice.
Chen Xuan abruptly raised his head and stared at Lu Xinghe, his eyes filled with stunned disbelief.
“What did you say?!”
“One hundred percent purity?!”
“Are you sure?!”
Chen Xuan’s voice rose eight full octaves.
As a Domain Lord-level powerhouse, he knew all too well what the words “absolutely flawless” meant.
Across the starry sky, geniuses inevitably devoured resources in pursuit of faster cultivation.
And as long as they absorbed external resources, their Source Blood would inevitably become tainted with impurities.
Even the crown prince of the Great Chu Star Region’s imperial family, hailed as an unparalleled genius who appeared only once in a million years, had reached a maximum Source Blood purity of merely ninety-five percent after the imperial family had exhausted its entire foundation to refine him.
Yet a native from a wasteland actually possessed one hundred percent purity?!
“I’m certain.”
Lu Xinghe nodded heavily.
“I personally examined him. His vital energy is as pure as a blank sheet of paper!”
Chen Xuan suddenly rose to his feet.
His chest heaved violently.
The terrifying pressure of one hundred million drops of Source Blood surged uncontrollably through the command room.
Under that pressure, the holographic star map flickered wildly, emitting shrill warning alarms.
“Absolutely flawless Source Blood…”
Chen Xuan muttered to himself.
“This means he can perfectly harmonize with any law of the starry sky!”
“This means that the divine abilities he awakens in the future will have no upper limit!”
“This means he cultivated eleven drops of Source Blood purely through his own efforts, without relying on any resources! His talent is truly heaven-defying!”
Chen Xuan’s eyes shone with excitement.
But then Lu Xinghe dropped a second bombshell.
“Commander.”
“That’s not all.”
Lu Xinghe swallowed hard.
Recalling the scene in the abyss, his voice still trembled faintly.
“He hasn’t awakened a divine ability.”
“He relied solely on the martial intent he comprehended himself.”
“With a single thrust of his spear…”
“He pierced through the defenses of the Great Demon God Guming.”
Silence.
The command room fell into suffocating silence.
Chen Xuan stood frozen in place.
His eyes, which had witnessed the vicissitudes of the starry sky, widened until they were round.
His pupils trembled violently.
“You…”
“What did you say?”
Chen Xuan wondered if his ears had malfunctioned.
“Eleven drops of Source Blood…”
“He breached the defenses of Gu Ming, who possessed thirty thousand drops of Source Blood?”
“He crossed a gap of nearly three thousand times his own level?!”
“Using martial intent?!”
Chen Xuan’s breathing became completely ragged.
This was no longer a genius.
This was a living ancestor who violated the fundamental laws of the universe!
No matter how powerful martial intent was, could it really erase a three-thousandfold difference in strength?
What kind of monstrous thing was this boy’s martial intent?!
“What kind of intent has he comprehended?” Chen Xuan blurted out.
“Qi Resonance Spear Intent.”
Lu Xinghe took a deep breath and shook his head with a bitter smile.
“Warriors at the Planetary level across the starry sky can spend their entire lives without comprehending martial intent of this caliber!”
“I only saw him thrust his spear once, yet even Gu Ming was wounded.”
“That feeling… was as if the laws themselves were submitting to him.”
Chen Xuan fell silent, his mind racing.
Eighteen years old.
Absolutely flawless Source Blood.
Martial intent powerful enough to cross a gap of three thousand levels.
Any one of these three conditions alone would be enough to make the top forces of the Great Chu Star Region fight desperately to claim him.
And now, all three were concentrated in a single boy from a wasteland!
“Xinghe…”
Chen Xuan’s gaze suddenly became razor-sharp.
There was even a hint of madness in it.
“Do you know what this boy’s appearance means for our Seventh Legion?”
Lu Xinghe was stunned.
“What does the commander mean?”
Chen Xuan slammed his palm onto the desk.
The alloy tabletop instantly disintegrated into dust.
“The World Lord Divine Palace!”
Chen Xuan ground out the four words through clenched teeth.
Lu Xinghe’s entire body shook.
The World Lord Divine Palace.
It was the most central and ancient primordial ruin in the Great Chu Star Region.
It was said to contain an unparalleled opportunity to break through to the Immortal realm.
But the restrictions within the divine palace were extraordinarily demanding.
Only geniuses under ten thousand years old with extremely high Source Blood purity could enter.
Over the years, the great families of the Great Chu Star Region had fought desperately for the right to enter the divine palace, piling resources upon resources into the cultivation of their prodigies.
Yet only a select few geniuses could barely meet the requirements to reach the palace’s innermost regions.
“Those lofty great families control every resource, while our Seventh Legion isn’t even qualified to drink the leftovers!”
Chen Xuan let out a series of cold laughs.
“The so-called divine sons they cultivate have a maximum purity of only ninety-five percent.”
“Once inside, their strength is suppressed by fifty percent!”
“If their Source Blood purity is below ninety percent, their strength is suppressed by one hundred percent.”
“But what if…”
Chen Xuan stared fixedly at Lu Xinghe.
“What if we let that monster with a hundred percent Flawless Origin Blood enter?”
Lu Xinghe drew in a sharp breath.
“He could sweep straight through the Divine Palace!”
“Exactly!”
Chen Xuan clenched both fists.
“He’s the perfect key to unlocking the core of the World Lord’s Divine Palace!”
“As long as he can bring out the World Lord’s inheritance…”
(Cultivation levels: Meteor, Planetary, Stellar, Black Hole, Domain Lord, World Lord.)
“Our Seventh Legion can finally turn things around completely!”
“We’ll never have to worry about those great families’ attitudes again!”
Chen Xuan abruptly turned around.
“Where is he? Why didn’t he come back with you?”
“He said there are still some matters to deal with in this wasteland, so he doesn’t want to leave for the time being,” Lu Xinghe replied at once. “However, I left him a token.”
“Good!”
Chen Xuan drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the wild joy surging in his heart.
“Pass on my order!”
“Immediately seal off all star coordinates related to this wasteland!”
“Classify it as the Seventh Legion’s highest-level secret!”
“Under no circumstances can we let the spies of the Imperial Family or the other legions detect even the slightest trace!”
Chen Xuan’s eyes burned intensely.
“When he’s finished dealing with the matters in the wasteland and arrives in the Great Chu Starfield…”
“I will meet him personally!”
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.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
