"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?"
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
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.
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...
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
