Chu Xingchen looked at Xu Jin, who had suddenly moved closer, and pushed him away with a hint of disdain, signaling him to step back.
At this point, the conversation had only explained the general situation from back then and revealed what Xu Jin often referred to as the "Mandate of Heaven" from the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect.
Chu Xingchen's gaze turned somewhat inscrutable as he looked at the pristine Rule Crystal.
At least, based on the contents of the Rule Crystal, the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect's claims weren’t entirely baseless.
But the fact that they were sharing these secrets with him meant he was inevitably tied to them.
Xu Jin and the others might not know what a "system" was, but they had likely thoroughly researched concepts like the Mandate of Heaven and destiny.
Still, Chu Xingchen remained relatively calm. If a great calamity truly came, he probably wouldn’t be able to escape unscathed—especially since his system had a "Great Calamity Mission."
If he reframed his thoughts—this mission meant the entire Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect would have to rally behind him.
Thinking this way, Chu Xingchen still felt the urge to curse.
His eyes fixed on Xu Jin as he asked calmly,
"So, you think I’m the chosen one this time, just like that dragon that died halfway?"
Xu Jin nodded calmly. "Theoretically, yes. But our current situation is far better than back then. The bloodshed of the past has borne some fruit."
"Every immortal sect occupying a spiritual vein has signed the Heavenly Dao Covenant. When the calamity comes again, the eighteen major sects will be the first to face it."
"That’s why the eighteen sects have been silently hunting traces of the [Demonic]. As for the Buddhist sects… whether it’s just a faction acting alone or the entire sect is involved remains unknown…"
Before he could finish, Chu Xingchen abruptly interrupted,
"You should investigate those matters yourselves. That’s not my concern for now. You called me here—surely not just to ramble about this?"
Chu Xingchen cleared his throat, his tone suddenly solemn.
"I’m ready. Hand it over now."
Xu Jin was taken aback, staring at Chu Xingchen’s serious expression before asking in confusion,
"...What exactly are you asking for?"
"The 'Chosen One’s Grand Gift Pack,' of course. The Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect has been preparing for so long—you must have a full set ready for the Chosen One. Hand it over so I can equip it."
"Chosen One’s Grand Gift Pack?"
"Top-tier armor painstakingly forged for me, capable of withstanding attacks from Mahayana or even Tribulation Transcendence experts. And maybe a peerless spiritual treasure that can annihilate the world with a single strike."
"If the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect had such things, why would we need to bring you here to see this? Why wouldn’t I be the Chosen One myself?" Xu Jin laughed in exasperation, pulling out his spiritual sword.
"This is the most powerful weapon the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect could forge at great cost. If you want it, I’ll give it to you."
Chu Xingchen glanced at it. By his standards, this sword was undoubtedly among the finest.
But it was far from enough. At best, he could sell it for a hefty sum of spirit stones.
He changed the subject. "Then there must be some hidden supreme cultivation technique, reserved for the Chosen One..."
"The strongest technique in the sect is the one I’m cultivating. If you want it, I can make a copy for you."
"So after all this preparation, you didn’t leave anything good for the Chosen One?" Chu Xingchen said disdainfully. "At the very least, there should be a spirit stone gift pack, right?"
Xu Jin pressed his lips together. For some reason, he almost wished he had mistaken Chu Xingchen for the chosen one.
After these exchanges, he couldn’t shake the feeling that Chu Xingchen might sell out the entire world if the price was right.
After a moment of thought, Xu Jin finally replied,
"If your requests are reasonable and within our means, the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect will naturally provide."
Chu Xingchen studied Xu Jin’s earnest expression before speaking after a pause,
"So why am I here? To inherit the destiny of humanity or the Heavenly Mandate of the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect?"
"The destiny of humanity belongs to all mankind—a reward for facing the calamity. The Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect cannot use it, nor can the Chosen One."
"Then I’m here to inherit your Heavenly Mandate?"
Xu Jin met his gaze frankly. "No need to inherit. It’s already with you. Two hundred years ago, the Heavenly Mandate carried by the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect began fading, along with some of its rules. We believe the Heavenly Dao was reclaiming it."
"Perhaps the sect can no longer bear this calamity. The Heavenly Mandate must go where it belongs."
"Strictly speaking, you’re not the Chosen One—you’re the Child of Heaven’s Mandate. The destiny belongs to mankind, but you alone bear the Heavenly Mandate."
"Reflect on your life, and you’ll know if I speak the truth."
"We brought you here to lay everything bare. No matter what, when the calamity comes, the Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect will give its all—not for you, but for this world."
"The Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect bears the Heavenly Mandate and thus the Heavenly Mission. Even now that the Mandate has left us, we will still fulfill our duty."
"If a mission calls, the sect will act as it did millennia ago."
"At any cost!"
"We charge first!"
Mysterious Purity Heavenly Sect, Main Hall.
Li Moze calmly observed Bai Xuanling standing at the center of the hall. Her expression was solemn, spiritual energy coiled around her, and her divine sense aggressively probed outward, nearly enveloping the entire sect.
If anything seemed amiss outside, she wouldn’t wait for Chu Xingchen’s signal—this Tribulation Transcendence killing god would strike first.
Li Moze chose to ease Bai Xuanling’s tension with words.
"One must admit, the Tianyan Sect’s divination arts have truly reached the pinnacle."
Bai Xuanling glanced at him, her tone flat.
"As expected of a sect leader—such flattery is rare. Save it for when my own sect leader is here. I don’t practice divination."
Li Moze smiled faintly at her prickly response.
Bai Xuanling’s abrasive demeanor was well-known.
As long as she wasn’t drawing her sword, it counted as politeness.
From what he could see, Chu Xingchen clearly trusted Bai Xuanling deeply.
And Bai Xuanling, in turn, fiercely protected him. For someone of her notorious reputation, such protectiveness could only come from genuine care.
As for whether Chu Xingchen would share all the information with Bai Xuanling after learning of it, Li Moze wasn’t overly concerned. Sometimes, fate passively guides people to where they ought to be and to the ones they ought to meet.
Even if it’s just a subconscious urge, a sudden impulse to act.
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!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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?!
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.
