The arrival of Chen Chang'an brought much-needed joy to Yao Niming's otherwise dull and monotonous life.
Now, with the impending heavenly punishment looming, Yao Niming wanted nothing more than to spend his remaining days laughing and chatting with his dearest friend, savoring every moment of happiness.
Medicine Destiny had never seen his master wear so many smiles before. Over these past few days, even when interacting with him, Yao Niming's smiles outnumbered all those from the past combined. Deep in his heart, Medicine Destiny felt nothing but gratitude toward Chen Chang'an.
Though busy running errands these days, Medicine Destiny harbored no complaints. He was more than willing, even joyful, his smile never once fading.
"Your adopted son is quite commendable," Chen Chang'an remarked.
"If you wish to pass on your legacy, why not simply entrust it to him?"
Chen Chang'an had observed Medicine Destiny's actions closely over these days. The young man was not only grateful but also wholeheartedly devoted to Yao Niming.
Chen Chang'an couldn't quite understand why Yao Niming would rather recruit Yun Xiao than choose the person closest to him for his succession.
Was it simply because Yun Xiao had greater talent?
For some reason, Chen Chang'an couldn't shake the feeling that something about Yun Xiao felt off—almost artificial.
Moreover, Yun Xiao's soul was unnaturally powerful. In terms of soul strength alone, even Yao Niming, a mighty Emperor-level cultivator, paled in comparison.
Though curious, Chen Chang'an didn't probe further. After all, Yun Xiao had no connection to him.
Hearing Chen Chang'an's words, Yao Niming sighed helplessly. Medicine Destiny had always been his first choice.
"To be honest, I have considered it. But Medicine Destiny's talent is limited. He cannot truly inherit my legacy."
"Still, I intend to leave him the Alchemy Emperor City and the Alchemy Emperor Manor. Otherwise, once I'm gone, he'll have nothing to rely on," Yao Niming said resignedly.
"What does talent have to do with it?" Chen Chang'an retorted.
"Who says someone without talent can't inherit a legacy?"
"Over these past few days, I've noticed that Medicine Destiny is meticulous and thorough in everything he does."
"Even if he may not be able to elevate your legacy to greater heights himself, can he not take on disciples?"
"Can he not guide others?"
"With his attentiveness and patience, those he trains won't turn out poorly."
"You're just being too rigid."
"Have you considered that if you're truly gone, will he alone be able to protect the vast Alchemy Emperor City or the Alchemy Emperor Manor that houses your legacy?"
"Only by mastering your legacy himself will he be truly secure, ensuring others don't look down on him."
Chen Chang'an's words struck Yao Niming like a thunderclap. How had he never thought of this?
Medicine Destiny might not be the best disciple, but he would undoubtedly be a devoted successor, faithfully passing on his master's teachings.
Moreover, this would elevate his status and guarantee his safety.
"Thank you for enlightening me, Brother Chen. I understand now!" Yao Niming said gratefully.
"Enough with the sentimentality between us," Chen Chang'an chuckled.
"If you really want to thank me, prepare more fine wine and good food."
"Hahaha, of course! I'll arrange it right now—"
Before he could finish, Yao Niming's expression suddenly shifted as he looked up at the sky.
Noticing the change, Chen Chang'an frowned. Had it arrived already?
He had only been at the Alchemy Emperor Manor for a few days. Was the heavenly punishment coming so soon?
"The heavenly punishment... it's truly coming."
"Medicine Destiny!"
Hearing the urgency in his master's voice, Medicine Destiny, who had been busy, rushed over immediately.
"Master!"
"Hurry, inform everyone in the manor to evacuate."
"And tell the people of Alchemy Emperor City to stay far away from the manor. The farther, the better," Yao Niming commanded gravely.
"Master, is it... is it the heavenly punishment?"
Medicine Destiny hadn't expected their joyous time to be so fleeting. Just as he had begun to bask in this happiness, was it all about to end?
"Why are you still standing there? Go!"
"Master, I..."
Though filled with worry, Medicine Destiny knew he couldn't disobey his master's orders. Gritting his teeth, he turned to leave.
"Wait!"
Yao Niming suddenly called out to him. Seeing Medicine Destiny's confusion, he smiled softly.
Under normal circumstances, such a gentle smile would have delighted Medicine Destiny. But now, it felt like a final farewell.
"Medicine Destiny, from this moment onward, my legacy is yours to inherit."
"It's a pity there's no time left. Otherwise, I would have guided you personally. But... never mind."
"How much you can inherit will depend entirely on you."
"From now on, you are the master of the Alchemy Emperor Manor."
Hearing this, Medicine Destiny's heart trembled. His master was entrusting him with something so monumental?
Under normal circumstances, this would have been cause for celebration. But now, Medicine Destiny couldn't bring himself to feel joy.
These were his master's last words.
"Master, you'll be fine! You—"
"Go. Ensure everyone leaves safely. We must not let innocents suffer."
"Yes."
After instructing Medicine Destiny, Yao Niming turned to Chen Chang'an with a smile.
"Brother Chen, I appreciate your kindness, but you must leave now."
"This is my burden to bear. In my final moments, I don't wish to see my only dear friend harmed because of me."
Chen Chang'an studied Yao Niming intently before nodding.
Relieved, Yao Niming exhaled.
"Da Huang, take the two of them and go ahead."
Without hesitation, Da Huang led Gu Xian'er and Kuang Zhongtang out of the Alchemy Emperor Manor.
"Senior Da Huang, is Brother Chen really not coming with us?" Kuang Zhongtang asked curiously once they were outside.
"Aren't you worried about him?"
"Not exactly," Da Huang replied.
"I just want to see if even the terrifying heavenly punishment can leave a scratch on him. I'm a bit curious."
Truthfully, Da Huang wasn't sure whether Chen Chang'an could withstand the heavenly punishment. But curiosity got the better of him.
"You don't know? And you're not worried at all?"
"What can I do? He chose to face the heavenly punishment himself. Besides, I have some faith in him."
"Let's wait and see."
Kuang Zhongtang could only sigh. At this point, everything depended on Chen Chang'an's abilities.
"Brother Chen, why... why must you do this?" Yao Niming asked, moved yet frustrated.
He truly didn't want Chen Chang'an to take such a risk for his sake.
"I'm not doing this entirely for you," Chen Chang'an replied.
"I also want to confirm whether my body is truly indestructible."
Indestructible?
Yao Niming recalled all the past experiences he had shared with Chen Chang'an. It seemed that Chen Chang'an had truly never been injured before—no matter who he encountered, what situations he faced, or what dangers arose, not even a single strand of his hair had ever been harmed.
At that very moment, the clear skies suddenly darkened as thick clouds gathered, and a terrifying energy began condensing in the heavens.
In an instant, the entire Alchemy Emperor City seemed shrouded in deathly silence.
"What’s happening? What’s going on?"
"What is that in the sky? Did someone break through? Is this a tribulation?"
"What kind of heavenly tribulation could possibly carry such an overwhelming aura?"
"Holy crap, could it be the Alchemy Emperor breaking through again?"
"Possibly. In our Alchemy Emperor City, only the Alchemy Emperor could trigger such a terrifying phenomenon."
The onlookers were clueless, but the alchemists who had fled from the Alchemy Emperor Manor knew exactly what was happening.
"The Heavenly Punishment… it’s already coming so soon?"
"Do you think the Alchemy Emperor and Chen Chang'an can survive this Heavenly Punishment?"
"Ah, I hope they make it. I truly don’t want to see the legends of our alchemy world fall like this."
"Then it all depends on Chen Chang'an now!"
All the alchemists pinned their hopes on Chen Chang'an. Meanwhile, Yun Xiao was stunned when he noticed Medicine Destiny’s actions.
"What are you doing?"
Yun Xiao grabbed Medicine Destiny, who was trying to rush back into the Alchemy Emperor Manor, and frowned as he questioned him.
"Even if I die, I want to die with my master."
"My life was given to me by him," Medicine Destiny said solemnly.
"Foolish! Even if the Alchemy Emperor truly can’t withstand this Heavenly Punishment, what good would your presence do?"
"If you die, who will inherit the legacy of the Immortal Alchemy Emperor?"
Yun Xiao’s words struck Medicine Destiny like a thunderbolt. If he died, what would happen to his master’s legacy?
But…
Medicine Destiny stared at the terrifying Heavenly Punishment in the sky, its aura growing stronger by the second, his heart filled with dread.
Huh?
"How did you know Master entrusted his legacy to me?"
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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...
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uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
