"Check my constitution?" Qin Hao looked blank. Why would she want to check his constitution out of nowhere?
Xu Siya nodded heavily. "That's right. I suspect you have some sort of special constitution. Only those with powerful constitutions would have absolutely no reaction to such a massive amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Perhaps this amount of energy is simply nothing to you!"
Qin Hao thought about it for a moment. Letting Xu Siya take a look would be fine. He currently knew nothing about himself; perhaps learning about his constitution through her could help him remember something.
"Sure, but how do you check it?"
"With my divine sense. I'm a Nascent Soul realm cultivator, after all. As long as I send my divine sense into your body, I'll be able to see the true nature of your physical form. Just cooperate and don't resist my divine sense entering you."
Hearing this, Qin Hao nodded. He opened his arms and said to Xu Siya, "Then come on."
Having received Qin Hao's permission, Xu Siya grabbed his wrist, condensed a wisp of divine sense, and carefully probed into his body.
Inside Qin Hao's body, she saw a vast, boundless starry sky.
That's right, a starry sky.
When her divine sense entered his body and witnessed this scene, Xu Siya was completely dumbfounded. Qin Hao's internal structure wasn't made up of the meridians and dantian of an ordinary cultivator, but a genuine, endless cosmos.
Countless stars revolved within it—some large, some small, some bright, some dim. Some were dazzlingly brilliant, while others were deep and tranquil. They moved slowly along some profound, mystical trajectory, forming a magnificent cosmic river.
"Good heavens, just what kind of secrets is Ah Cheng hiding?"
Xu Siya was completely stunned. In all her life, she had never seen anyone with an internal structure like Qin Hao's. No, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't even dare to imagine that a person's inner body could be a starry sky!
Her divine sense continued forward, wanting to see what lay at the end of this cosmos.
However, Xu Siya quickly realized how naive her thought was. No matter how far her divine sense extended, all she saw was endless stars and the void.
This starry sky seemed to have no boundaries. An indescribable shock surged in Xu Siya's heart:
"Just what kind of constitution is this? Ah Cheng... what kind of existence is he?"
Just as she was marveling at this, Xu Siya noticed that somewhere in this starry sky, something was flickering with a light that seemed completely out of place with its surroundings.
The light wasn't bright, but its mere presence there made it feel as if it were the ruler of this cosmos.
"What is that?" After a moment of hesitation, Xu Siya controlled her divine sense to probe in that direction. As she drew closer, the light became clearer.
Finally, she saw it clearly. It was a figure—a middle-aged man dressed in profound black robes, standing with his hands clasped behind his back.
Xu Siya tried to see the man's face, only to find that it was a blur. She couldn't make out his features at all.
"Who is he? Why is he inside Ah Cheng's body?"
The man just stood there quietly with his eyes closed, as if in a deep slumber. Yet, even in his sleep, his body exuded a suffocating pressure.
It was an aura that stood above all things, a majesty that surpassed even an Immortal King.
Right at that moment, the figure slowly opened his eyes. With just a single glance, Xu Siya felt as if her soul was about to be crushed. She wanted to flee, to retreat, to escape this terrifying place.
But she couldn't move. She couldn't move at all.
"Little girl, let me give you a warning. Do not take it upon yourself to restore my son's memories. He is currently undergoing his own tribulation. Only when he relies on his own strength to rediscover who he is will his future be a broad and open road."
"Do not meddle unnecessarily. If your actions cause my son's efforts to be wasted, then even if my son tries to protect you, I, this Emperor, will not spare you."
With those words, a gentle force bounced Xu Siya's divine sense right back out.
Xu Siya snapped her eyes open, her entire body freezing in place like a statue.
"Siya, are you alright?" Qin Hao looked at her suspiciously. Weren't they just checking his constitution? Why did she suddenly look like she had suffered a massive blow?
Her pupils were unfocused, and her lips were slightly parted, but no sound came out. She couldn't register Qin Hao's words at all. At this moment, her mind was entirely filled with Qin Wuya.
That pressure radiating from Qin Wuya that surpassed an Immortal King, and the fact that he referred to himself as this Emperor... that meant the other party was a supreme mighty figure at the level of an Immortal Emperor. And Ah Cheng was the son of an Immortal Emperor!
The son of an Immortal Emperor. Xu Siya had thought of many possibilities. Through their daily interactions, she could sense Qin Hao's extraordinary nature and the innate noble temperament he possessed.
He could see through flaws at a single glance that even her father couldn't spot, and he had absolutely no reaction after consuming so many spirit fruits and ferocious beast meat.
All of these things told Xu Siya that Qin Hao's identity was far from ordinary.
However, Xu Siya never in her wildest dreams expected it to be an Immortal Emperor! Her Ah Cheng was actually the son of an Immortal Emperor. This background was simply too massive—so massive that Xu Siya found it hard to accept all at once.
"Siya, Siya?"
A voice drifted over. To Xu Siya's ears, it sounded muffled and indistinct, as if separated by a layer of water.
Seeing Xu Siya like this, Qin Hao stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders, and gave her a firm shake.
"Siya, are you okay?"
Xu Siya snapped back to reality. She looked at Qin Hao. He still had that blank expression, his eyes as clear as a pool of spring water.
"Ah... Ah Cheng..." Xu Siya's voice trembled slightly.
Qin Hao looked at Xu Siya, his eyes full of concern.
"Siya, what's wrong? Is there a problem with my constitution?"
Xu Siya shook her head, then nodded, and finally just buried her face in Qin Hao's chest, her hands tightly gripping his clothes.
Qin Hao was completely thrown into a panic by her actions. Wait, what exactly happened? How did just checking my constitution turn her into this?
You acting like this is really freaking me out. Am I dying soon? That can't be. Even though I have amnesia and can't remember anything, I feel like my body is perfectly fine. It's like I have an endless supply of strength inside me.
"Ah Cheng, you'll definitely leave me in the future, won't you?" Xu Siya tightly gripped Qin Hao's sleeves, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
Qin Hao didn't know why Xu Siya was suddenly acting like this, but all he could do was hold her and pat her back, promising:
"How could I, Siya? I'm here. I'll always be by your side. Didn't I tell you? No matter what the future holds, I will always be your Ah Cheng."
Hearing Qin Hao's words, Xu Siya felt an even deeper ache in her heart. This fool didn't know anything at all!
He had no idea just how precious his identity truly was, nor did he know that his starting point was a finish line she would never be able to reach in her entire lifetime.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
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.”
