The breeze was gentle, carrying a hint of autumn chill, yet the entire Northern Guardian City felt as if it had plunged into the depths of winter—cold and piercing.
Last night, the thunderous march of the Northern Guardian Army's three hundred thousand soldiers echoed through the city, shaking the earth and sending its inhabitants into panic. The army's entry into the city was no common occurrence; the last time such a thing had happened was decades ago. Many still vividly remembered that event, yet now… they were witnessing it a second time.
Recalling the events of the day, the people grew even more bewildered. Were three hundred thousand soldiers truly necessary to deal with just two individuals?
Now, the entire Northern Guardian City lay desolate. Apart from the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, everyone had retreated into their homes, and all shops had shut their doors. The streets were eerily silent, resembling a ghost town.
The Prince of Zhenbei gazed at his severely injured son on the bed, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. That night, he had pondered many things.
The prince had not fathered only this one son, yet he was the sole survivor. The prince would not allow any harm to befall his last remaining heir.
"No matter their origins or status…"
"I will not let them escape justice!"
"Yesterday… I should never have let them leave."
"Still, those two have quite the audacity—they didn’t even flee."
After Chen Chang'an departed, the prince had felt a twinge of regret, but his curiosity about the man's identity and purpose had stayed his hand. When he learned that Chen Chang'an had gone to the Gathering Immortals Pavilion, his intrigue only deepened. Why would the man act so brazenly?
Though the urge to kill Chen Chang'an burned within him, the prince had restrained himself.
"Take care of the young master."
"Yes, Your Highness."
After instructing his servants, the prince strode out of the mansion with his trusted aides.
Outside, the long streets were lined with soldiers of the Northern Guardian Army, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Boom!
"Salute to His Highness!"
The moment the prince appeared, the three hundred thousand soldiers stood in perfect formation, paying their respects in unison. Their voices reverberated through the city, sending shivers down the spines of its terrified inhabitants. Though uninvolved, the sheer force of the sound left them trembling.
The prince glanced at the generals ahead, mounted his steed, and coldly commanded, "Move out!"
"Yes!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earth trembled beneath the march of three hundred thousand soldiers. Only when the sound faded did the people dare to emerge from their homes.
"What in the world is happening? The entire Northern Guardian Army has been mobilized?"
"Who would have thought the prince would gather three hundred thousand troops?"
"They’ve left the city! The prince led them out—does anyone know where they’re headed?"
"I… I’m not sure. Should we follow?"
"Are you out of your mind?"
"But I’m dying to know!"
"Wait, wasn’t that Chen Chang'an staying at the Gathering Immortals Pavilion? Is he still there?"
"Rumor has it he left the city early this morning with that woman by his side."
"Both of them are gone?"
Meanwhile, fifty li outside the city, Chen Chang'an and Gu Xian'er had been waiting for some time.
"They’re coming."
Chen Chang'an smiled faintly, his gaze turning toward Northern Guardian City.
"Young Master, later…"
"Just watch. You’re not yet strong enough to participate in a battle of this level," Chen Chang'an said calmly.
"Yes, Young Master."
Gu Xian'er felt a pang of disappointment, but she understood the vast gap between her own strength—though ranked second on the Human Rankings—and that of true powerhouses. This was a long journey, not something effort alone could bridge in a short time.
The sound grew louder as the prince and his army drew nearer.
When the prince caught sight of Chen Chang'an, he froze in disbelief.
Just the two of them?
This was not what he had expected. He had assumed Chen Chang'an had reinforcements waiting in the shadows. Otherwise, how could the man be so bold?
"I’ve arrived!"
"Now, will you finish what you left unsaid yesterday?"
"Or shall we wait for your backer to show himself?"
"Tell him to come out. There’s no need to hide."
The prince’s words left Chen Chang'an momentarily speechless. Did the man truly underestimate him so much—just because his cultivation was only at the first level of the Divine Transformation Realm?
"There’s no one else. I alone am enough."
"You alone?"
"Hahaha! Do you truly take me for a fool?"
"A mere Divine Transformation cultivator, spouting such arrogance!"
"If not for my curiosity about your motives and who stands behind you, do you think I would have let you leave the mansion alive yesterday?" The prince sneered at Chen Chang'an.
Hearing this, Chen Chang'an shook his head with amusement. The prince believed he had granted Chen Chang'an an extra day of life.
Little did he know, it was Chen Chang'an who had allowed him one more day.
"My name is Chen Chang'an. You may not know it, and perhaps few in the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty do."
"But within this dynasty, there is one who remembers it well."
"That person… is Yin Tianzi."
The moment Chen Chang'an uttered these words calmly, the prince’s mind went blank.
Yin Tianzi?
He knew of Yin Tianzi?
And what did he mean by that? Did Yin Tianzi know him as well?
Was Chen Chang'an sent by Yin Tianzi?
But… how could that be?
Who was Yin Tianzi? The foremost powerhouse of the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty, a half-step Great Emperor!
Moreover, Yin Tianzi had last made a move centuries ago. After that incident, hadn’t he gone into seclusion?
When had he emerged? Why was there no news of it?
"Are you Yin Tianzi’s man?" The prince’s expression darkened.
"Yin Tianzi’s man?"
Chen Chang'an scoffed. "Yin Tianzi is nothing. Is he even worthy?"
Boom!
His words sent shockwaves through not only the prince but the entire Northern Guardian Army.
What had he just said?
He had insulted Yin Tianzi?
Mocked the god of the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty?
"Outrageous!"
"How dare you disrespect Yin Tianzi!"
"Who the hell are you?!" the prince roared.
"Who am I?"
"Tell me… have you heard of the name Wu Mingdao?"
Wu Mingdao?
How did he know that name? Unless…
The prince was well aware of Wu Mingdao. The incident involving him had caused quite a stir in the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty. Though the prince had not participated in the manhunt, he knew the details well.
Was this man here to avenge Wu Mingdao?
The prince was both stunned and amused. A mere Divine Transformation cultivator, seeking revenge? Was he out of his mind?
Did he think the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty was some backwater? Did he not know who Yin Tianzi was?
Yin Tianzi is the one with the highest chance of breaking through to the Great Emperor realm within the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty. How could a mere brat like him possibly turn the heavens upside down?
"Exactly!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!"
"You think you can seek revenge against Yin Tianzi?"
"Have you even looked at yourself? Are you even worthy?"
"Don’t even mention Yin Tianzi—you won’t even get past me, the Prince of Zhenbei!"
After mocking him relentlessly, the Prince of Zhenbei suddenly felt something was amiss. If this kid wanted revenge against Yin Tianzi, why come here?
And why ask him to bring so many men? What was his purpose?
No…
There must be someone behind this kid—a true powerhouse. Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare be so audacious!
"Hmph!"
"If you dare to come, then stop hiding. Show yourself! Let me see what kind of person has the nerve to cause trouble in the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty."
The Prince of Zhenbei’s voice boomed, echoing across dozens of kilometers, reaching even the commoners of Northern Guardian City.
His words sent shockwaves through the people. Could an enemy be invading the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty?
Who could it be?
The Fengtian Imperial Dynasty hadn’t seen war in years. Was their peaceful life about to end?
Chen Chang'an looked at the Prince of Zhenbei and smiled helplessly. This man was truly overthinking things, stubbornly convinced that someone else was pulling the strings behind him.
"Enough shouting!"
"The one with a grudge against Yin Tianzi is me."
"As for why I came here—"
"I’ll tell you right now."
"It’s to deliver a gift to the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty… and to Yin Tianzi."
"Your life, Prince of Zhenbei, along with the lives of your Northern Guardian Army, will be my first offering." Chen Chang'an said coldly.
The moment these words left his mouth, the Prince of Zhenbei and his men paled.
"Just you alone?"
"Hahaha!"
"I don’t even need to lift a finger to deal with you."
"Northern Guardian Army!"
"Here!"
"Kill him!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
th】 【No prior gaming knowledge required】【The First Cultivation + Game Design Novel on the Platform】 In a world where the righteous path dominates and crushes the demonic sects, Lu Ze unlocks the "Son of the Demon Path" system. Killing righteous cultivators now grants him power-ups. Wait—deaths in illusions count too? As a former game designer, Lu Ze decides to give the cultivators of this world a little—no, a massive—shock... Sect Elders: "What is this 'Escape from the Demon Sect' game? Why have all our disciples abandoned cultivation to play it??" Elite Disciples: "You're saying... mastering 'Demon Slayer' can help us counter demonic schemes?" Reclusive Masters: "Why did I leave seclusion? Ask that backstabbing rat who ambushed me in 'Eternal Strife' yesterday!" Rogue Cultivators & Civilians: "'Immortal Abyss Action' is addictive! You can even earn spirit stones by loot-running..." Sect Prodigy: "My Dao heart is unshakable... except for that cursed black hammer." Royal Scions: "Can skins have stat boosts? I’ll pay 10,000 spirit stones for one!!" Sect Leader: "WHO IS CORRUPTING MY DISCIPLES?!!!"
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
