"Long Wuqi?"
When Chen Chang'an mentioned this name, Mu Ye's expression shifted once again.
The words "Fengxian Holy Land" especially filled Mu Ye's heart with shock and confusion.
Who exactly was this person? How did he know so much?
What else did he know?
"I have nothing to tell you."
"Don't waste your breath," Mu Ye said coldly.
"Really, nothing at all?"
"Will you tell me yourself, or should I search your soul?" Chen Chang'an asked with a smile.
Search his soul?
"Hahahaha!"
"Chen Chang'an, you may be strong, but don’t forget—I am at the peak of the Great Emperor realm."
"You dare to use soul search on me? Do you have a death wish?"
"Besides, I might as well tell you—even if you try, it’ll be useless."
"You won’t get anything," Mu Ye sneered.
Nothing at all?
What did that mean?
Chen Chang'an frowned slightly. Could it be that Mu Ye’s soul had been sealed with a restriction? Even a soul search wouldn’t reveal the information Chen Chang'an sought?
What kind of matter required such extreme secrecy?
"What exactly has the Holy Lord of Fengxian Holy Land done to all of you?"
"Didn’t he already ascend to the Upper Realm?"
"Why is he still stirring up trouble in the Tai Xuan World?"
Chen Chang'an didn’t need to think hard to know—the one who could place a restriction on Mu Ye’s soul had to be the former Holy Lord of Fengxian Holy Land.
It was even likely that many subsequent events, including the current state of the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance and the Dragon Emperor Palace, bore his influence.
Why would someone who had already ascended to the Upper Realm meddle so much in the Tai Xuan World?
"Hahahaha!"
"The victor becomes king, the loser a bandit. I lost, Chen Chang'an, but you haven’t won either."
"Dream on if you think you’ll get any information from me!"
"The only regret is that I failed to complete the task the Holy Lord entrusted to me."
"Chen Chang'an, your arrogance won’t last long. Though I won’t live to see it, the Holy Lord will surely punish you."
Holy Lord’s punishment?
Was the Holy Lord of Fengxian Holy Land still in the Tai Xuan World?
Or did he have the ability to return at will?
"Damn it!"
"He’s going to self-destruct!"
"Run!"
Mu Ye’s choice to self-destruct took Chen Chang'an by surprise. A peak Great Emperor, and he didn’t even put up a fight? He chose such a brutal method?
Chen Chang'an grabbed Da Huang and instantly teleported hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
"Damn lunatic!"
"I thought he was at least somewhat sane, but he’s even crazier than Long Wuqi!"
"What kind of people has Fengxian Holy Land been raising?"
"Why are they all so deranged?"
The self-destruction of a peak Great Emperor was unimaginably devastating.
At the very least, the entire Yunxiang Province had been reduced to nothingness.
Even from this distance, Chen Chang'an could still feel the shockwaves of Mu Ye’s explosion.
"Tsk tsk tsk, was this really necessary?"
"How did he know for sure he wasn’t your match?"
"At least he could’ve fought back. Self-destructing right away… Was his brain malfunctioning?"
Da Huang also couldn’t understand Mu Ye’s actions. It was downright idiotic—a peak Great Emperor choosing to self-destruct?
He was dragging countless others to their deaths!
How many innocent lives had been lost because of this?
"Whatever, let’s just head back to Beast God Continent."
"What a waste of time."
Chen Chang'an’s main goal had always been the fetal pearl. As for everything else, it was mostly his restless curiosity at play.
Whether it was the Holy Lord of Fengxian Holy Land, Long Wuqi and his Dragon Emperor Palace, or whatever schemes they were plotting—Chen Chang'an didn’t really care.
The only thing that mattered was that they didn’t provoke him.
Chen Chang'an wasn’t Li Jingyun or Li Qiye. He didn’t have grand ideals or ambitions.
He only cared about the people and things that mattered to him. It might seem selfish, but that was just how he was.
The lives of others? What did they have to do with him?
"Big Brother, you’re back!"
"Little Qiqi? What are you doing here?"
Chen Chang'an was surprised to see Little Qiqi waiting at the courtyard he had purchased.
She was as adorable as ever, though this time, she seemed a bit more reserved around Da Huang—no longer daring to casually pet him.
"I’ve been waiting here for you ever since you left."
"Grandpa told me to."
"Um… What happened to Mu Ye?" Little Qiqi asked.
"He’s dead. Blew himself up—went out in quite the spectacle," Chen Chang'an replied with a grin.
"Oh… I see. I’ll go tell Grandpa."
"Big Brother, are you leaving soon?" she asked.
"Yeah, now that things are settled, it’s time to move on," Chen Chang'an nodded.
"Grandpa told me to give this to the Beast God."
The Beast God?
Da Huang?
With that, Little Qiqi took out a palm-sized, crystal-clear object.
Seeing it, both Chen Chang'an and Da Huang were stunned.
Was this the treasure the old dean had mentioned—the one that could help Da Huang break through to the tenth rank?
At first glance, it didn’t seem particularly special, except for a strange energy fluctuation.
It was a type of energy neither Chen Chang'an nor Da Huang had encountered before.
"That old man was holding out on us?" Da Huang grumbled unhappily.
"No, he wasn’t!"
"Don’t talk about Grandpa like that!"
Hearing Da Huang’s words, Little Qiqi’s face darkened, and she puffed her cheeks in protest. But after speaking, she quickly retreated a few steps, still wary.
"Don’t be scared, Little Qiqi. Da Huang’s a good boy—he doesn’t bite," Chen Chang'an said with a laugh.
"No… He’s a qilin. That’s terrifying."
Little Qiqi shook her head. It wasn’t about biting—just standing there was enough to frighten her.
This was the suppression of bloodline, the trembling of the soul.
Even though Da Huang wasn’t in his true form or releasing his aura, now that Little Qiqi knew his identity, instinctive fear took over.
"Look how much you’ve scared the kid."
"Can’t you at least smile?" Chen Chang'an shot Da Huang an annoyed look.
Smile?
Easy for you to say. What kind of dog walks around grinning all day?
Da Huang rolled his eyes at Chen Chang'an before baring his teeth in an awkward attempt at a smile.
But instead of easing the tension, it made Little Qiqi hide behind Chen Chang'an in fright.
"Damn it, smiling doesn’t work, not smiling doesn’t work—what do you want me to do?"
"Should I just leave?"
Da Huang was thoroughly exasperated. If not for the fact that Little Qiqi was holding something he wanted, he would’ve turned and walked away.
"Big Brother, this thing appeared from the lake after you left."
"Grandpa wasn’t sure at first whether to give it to me."
"But in the end, he decided to hand it over to you."
"After all, if it weren’t for you, the demon beasts of Beast God Mountain Range might have gone extinct."
"And for so many years, this item never surfaced. But the moment you arrived, it appeared—that means it’s connected to you."
After saying this, Little Qiqi handed the crystal to Chen Chang'an.
Chen Chang'an looked at Little Qiqi and asked with a smile, "Don’t you want to break through to the tenth rank, become a Beast God, and protect the Beast Divine Land?"
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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."
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.”
