He had to investigate personally!
The first layer: checking his bone age.
Chu Tianjiao’s mental power was like the most precise surgical scalpel, slicing through the aura disguising Su Yu’s body and reaching straight into the life rings deep within his soul.
One ring.
Two rings.
…
Eighteen rings.
There was not the slightest trace of forgery, nor any trace of the vicissitudes left by the passage of time.
There really were only eighteen life rings!
He really was eighteen years old!!!
The corner of Chu Tianjiao’s eye twitched uncontrollably.
Even someone like him, an emperor who had witnessed the vicissitudes of the starry sky, could not help but feel a wave of turmoil in his heart after confirming this fact.
The second layer: checking his Origin Blood.
His mental power continued deeper, reaching the area around Su Yu’s heart.
A thousand drops of scarlet Origin Blood were circulating steadily.
The quantity was correct.
But the moment Chu Tianjiao’s mental power touched the essence of those thousand drops of Origin Blood—
Boom!
The heart of this Domain Lord-level powerhouse suddenly skipped half a beat!
Flawless!
One hundred percent flawless Origin Blood!
There were no impurities whatsoever, nor any sense of hollowness caused by forcibly catalyzing it with top-grade resources!
“What the hell…”
Chu Tianjiao cursed inwardly. At that moment, the dignity of an emperor nearly shattered.
“How did he cultivate this?!”
“Even the Ninth Prince, whom our family has poured its entire foundation into nurturing, has only barely reached ninety-five percent purity in his Origin Blood!!”
“And this kid is absolutely flawless?!”
“He didn’t use any cultivation resources at all???”
Chu Tianjiao felt his breathing grow somewhat labored.
Eighteen years old.
A thousand drops of flawless Origin Blood.
This was no longer the level of a genius. He was practically heaven’s illegitimate child, wasn’t he?!
However—
The shock was not over yet.
The third layer: examining his physical body.
When Chu Tianjiao’s mental power attempted to penetrate Su Yu’s flesh and blood to inspect the resilience of his meridians—
An extraordinarily terrifying resistance suddenly rebounded!
Buzz—!!!
That wisp of Chu Tianjiao’s mental power was actually forced back!
“Hm?!”
Chu Tianjiao’s pupils contracted sharply.
He increased the output of his mental power and forcibly pushed deeper into Su Yu’s body.
In the next instant—
He saw a scene that completely shattered his understanding of reality.
Inside that seemingly slender and utterly ordinary body—
The muscle fibers, bone density, and even every tiny cell displayed a terrifying level of compactness!
It was as if…
A miniature black hole capable of devouring everything lay hidden within.
Of course, Chu Tianjiao had no way of knowing that this was the ultimate transformation produced when more than forty-four thousand drops of flawless Origin Blood were broken down by the <i>Primal Chaos Limitless Origin Blood Art</i> and perfectly integrated into the flesh.
He could only rely on his vision as a Domain Lord-level powerhouse to assess the strength of this physical body.
“This physical strength…”
Chu Tianjiao drew in a sharp breath, his voice trembling violently in his heart.
“It seems…”
“It may not be weaker than that of some top-tier Black Hole-level powerhouses?!”
He was dumbfounded.
Chu Tianjiao was completely dumbfounded.
He sat blankly upon the meteorite-iron throne, staring vacantly at the eighteen-year-old youth in the preparation area below.
His mind was utterly blank.
Eighteen years old.
A thousand drops of flawless Origin Blood.
A terrifying physical body comparable to that of a top-tier Black Hole-level powerhouse.
Put together, those three words were as absurd as a cheap joke about the stars.
“Me...”
Chu Tianjiao rubbed his brow.
“I think perhaps I’m getting old. My eyes must be playing tricks on me.”
He was even beginning to wonder whether there was something wrong with the perception of a Domain Lord.
“Or perhaps...”
Chu Tianjiao took a deep breath, forcibly coming up with a reasonable explanation.
“This kid has an invincible background. Perhaps an unsurpassable being beyond the Domain Lord level stands behind him—someone helping conceal his aura and create this ridiculous illusion.”
That was the only explanation that could barely make sense.
Chu Tianjiao withdrew his spiritual perception.
He turned to look at Chu Wudao, who was still utterly confident in his own strength.
After a long silence, Chu Tianjiao slowly spoke, his tone more solemn than ever.
“Wudao.”
“This kid...”
“May be your greatest opponent in this Rising Star Tournament.”
The moment those words fell, Chu Wudao froze.
He turned to look at his father’s grave expression, completely dumbfounded.
His greatest opponent?
That eighteen-year-old brat?
“Father, are you joking with me?”
An incredulous curve tugged at the corner of Chu Wudao’s mouth.
“I admit it—he’s an extraordinary genius!”
“His talent and cultivation speed may indeed surpass mine!”
“But!”
Chu Wudao abruptly rose to his feet.
One hundred and fifty thousand drops of Origin Blood roared through his body like surging rivers. The tyrannical pressure of an Imperial Divine Son burst forth without restraint.
“One thousand drops of Origin Blood, challenging my one hundred and fifty thousand???”
Chu Wudao pointed at the holographic display, his voice carrying a trace of fury at having been underestimated.
“That’s a one-hundred-and-fifty-fold difference in foundation!”
“The gap between us is a chasm!”
“No matter how monstrous his talent is, no matter how miraculous his cultivation technique may be—”
“In the face of absolute power, what does he have to fight me with?”
Chu Wudao’s gaze was icy, his tone utterly resolute.
“Impossible. Absolutely impossible!”
“He isn’t even qualified to break through my defenses!”
“If I could lose to him...”
With a cold sneer, Chu Wudao swore a solemn oath.
“If I lose, I, Chu Wudao, will cripple my own cultivation on the spot and scatter these one hundred and fifty thousand drops of Origin Blood across the stars!”
Seeing the certainty written all over his son’s face, Chu Tianjiao did not argue.
He merely turned back, his gaze once again falling upon the enormous arena below.
What lingered in his mind was that terrifying physique, comparable to a top-tier Black Hole-level existence.
The silence was deafening.
At last, Chu Tianjiao leaned back in his chair and calmly uttered a few words.
“Let’s see what the kid can do.”
Meanwhile—
At the center of the Grand Void Arena.
Upon the vast fighting platform.
A flash of light appeared.
A burly figure, unable to wait any longer, had already materialized on the left side of the arena.
Zhao Kuang of the Zhao family from the Sirius Star System.
Six thousand years old. Nine thousand drops of Origin Blood.
In this Rising Star Tournament, filled with geniuses, he should have been nothing more than an inconspicuous supporting character.
But now, the eyes of the entire audience were focused on this match.
More precisely, they were focused on his opponent.
Zhao Kuang stared fixedly at the other side of the arena, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.
Jealousy.
Overwhelming jealousy.
He had cultivated bitterly for six thousand years, endured countless life-and-death battles, and only then had he managed to amass these nine thousand drops of Origin Blood.
Why?
Why could that brat on the other side—barely eighteen—possess a thousand drops of Origin Blood?!
Why did he get to bask in the near-fanatical amazement of tens of billions of spectators across the arena?!
“A peerless genius?”
Zhao Kuang gritted his teeth.
“Today, right here on this stage, I’m going to crush you—a so-called peerless genius—with my own hands!”
“So what if you have a thousand drops of Origin Blood?”
“I have nine thousand!”
“I’ll crush you with the sheer gap in our cultivation!”
Even as Zhao Kuang raged inwardly,
the space to the right of the arena rippled faintly.
Su Yu’s lean, upright figure slowly emerged.
He wore a simple black combat outfit.
His eyes were deep and unfathomable.
Faced with the deafening uproar of the crowd, and Zhao Kuang’s jealous glare that seemed ready to devour him whole,
Su Yu’s expression did not waver in the slightest.
He merely stood there calmly,
like an ancient well of immeasurable depth.
“Seventh Legion, Su Yu.”
Su Yu parted his thin lips. His voice was not loud, yet it carried clearly throughout the entire arena.
He paid no attention to Zhao Kuang’s fury.
He simply raised his right hand.
“Let’s begin.”
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.
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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!
