Four years?
He cultivated for just over four years and surpassed my ten thousand years of cultivation?
Is this guy even human?
"Are you sure you hadn’t started cultivating four years ago?" Luo Yiyi asked in shock.
"Of course. Otherwise, why would my master, who doted on me the most, have driven me away?"
"Ah, speaking of which, it’s truly shameful. I’ve really let my master down," Chen Chang'an sighed with regret.
Shameful?
Let her down?
If this is shameful, then what does that make me?
"Four years to reach the peak of the Great Emperor realm?"
"What? Is that… a bit slow? I know it’s not impressive, but there’s nothing I can do. I’m just dull-witted, alas."
"Stop talking to me."
Luo Yiyi couldn’t stand looking at Chen Chang'an right now. Was he trying to infuriate her on purpose?
If he was dull-witted, then what did that make everyone else?
"Senior Sister—well, I suppose you count as my senior sister?"
"What’s wrong? Have I offended you somehow?" Chen Chang'an asked, puzzled.
"No, no, no. The senior never officially accepted me as her disciple, so I dare not presume to be your senior sister."
"Let’s go. We’ll talk more once we return to the Luo Divine Palace."
After Chen Chang'an and Luo Yiyi returned to the Luo Divine Palace, Luo Yiyi turned to Hua Wulei and said, "Gather all members of the Luo Divine Palace immediately."
"As you command, Palace Master."
Hua Wulei didn’t question the order and immediately set out to carry it out.
Chen Chang'an noticed Da Huang, who looked utterly blissful, and Xuan Wudao, who seemed heartbroken.
"What happened here?"
"Did he get beaten up?" Chen Chang'an asked, eyeing Xuan Wudao curiously.
"I… I want to go home," Xuan Wudao whimpered, tears welling in his eyes as he looked at Chen Chang'an.
Seeing him like this, Chen Chang'an was stunned. What kind of trauma could make such a tough man cry like this?
"Missing home?"
"Then go back. I won’t stop you."
"He can leave, right?" Chen Chang'an asked Luo Yiyi.
"Go ahead. But be careful in the future. If you ever mistake one of our Luo Divine Palace branches for a brothel again, I’ll personally pay a visit to your Wuji Sect," Luo Yiyi said coldly, glaring at Xuan Wudao.
"Ahhh!"
"I can’t take this anymore!"
After Luo Yiyi’s words, Xuan Wudao completely broke down, wailing loudly in front of everyone.
Then, wiping his tears, he flew off toward the Wuji Sect without looking back.
"Chen Chang'an, your brother is leaving."
"Don’t ever come looking for me again in this lifetime. I’m begging you."
Hearing Xuan Wudao’s tearful voice, Chen Chang'an sighed with a melancholic expression.
"Ah, being too exceptional has its downsides."
"Too outstanding, and you end up with no friends left."
Luo Yiyi shot him a serious look. "Chen Chang'an, be serious."
"I have something important to discuss with you."
Something important?
Chen Chang'an was taken aback. What could Luo Yiyi possibly have to say that was so crucial?
"What is it?" Chen Chang'an asked.
Luo Yiyi didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she waited until all the disciples of the Luo Divine Palace had assembled.
Once everyone was present, Luo Yiyi declared solemnly, "From today onward, Chen Chang'an will be the Palace Master of the Luo Divine Palace."
"I, along with Hua Wulei, will serve as deputy palace masters."
The announcement left everyone dumbfounded—even Chen Chang'an hadn’t seen this coming.
Wasn’t the Luo Divine Palace an all-female sect? Why would they make a man their palace master? What was she thinking?
The only one who seemed thrilled was Da Huang.
Hell yeah! Now we can settle down in a high-class brothel!
"Is this the 'important matter' you mentioned?"
"The Luo Divine Palace is yours. It has nothing to do with me. Why make me the palace master?" Chen Chang'an’s confusion mirrored that of everyone else present.
"Everything I have today is thanks to Senior Mu Yunyao. Therefore, all that I possess belongs to her."
"But Senior Mu Yunyao has no need for such things. She disdains worldly affairs."
"I want to repay her kindness, and you are the most suitable candidate."
"So, starting today, you are the Palace Master of the Luo Divine Palace."
"Whether you acknowledge it or not, whether you accept the position or not, from now on, you are." Luo Yiyi smiled.
This was practically a forced transaction!
Regardless of his consent, the Luo Divine Palace would henceforth declare Chen Chang'an as its palace master?
"You’re putting me in a difficult position."
"No need to feel troubled. This—"
"Then I’ll graciously accept."
Huh?
One moment he was hesitant, the next he agreed just like that?
Luo Yiyi studied Chen Chang'an carefully, feeling as though she couldn’t see through this man at all.
An enigma of a man!
And undoubtedly, a man of profound wisdom.
Yes, that had to be it.
"Luo Yiyi greets the Palace Master."
"Hua Wulei greets the Palace Master."
"Disciples of the Luo Divine Palace greet the Palace Master."
Chen Chang'an looked at the crowd and nodded with a smile. Admittedly, this felt pretty good.
"Heh heh, I knew sticking with you would lead to the good life."
"You’re a real bro, setting me up like this. Who needs brothels when we’ve got the Luo Divine Palace?" Da Huang excitedly transmitted his thoughts to Chen Chang'an.
Ignoring Da Huang, Chen Chang'an turned his attention back to Luo Yiyi.
"You still have something else to say?"
"Yes. The truly important matter hasn’t been mentioned yet."
The truly important matter?
"When Senior Mu Yunyao came here, she once tasked me with something."
"To investigate the whereabouts of a special kind of bead."
"I had all the disciples of the Luo Divine Palace look into it."
"And not long ago, we finally found a lead."
A bead?
A fetal bead?
Damn, Master is too considerate! She actually took action to help me track them down.
Right now, Chen Chang'an only had two fetal beads left to find. Once he gathered them all, he would finally be complete.
"Where is the bead?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Our disciples only found a lead."
"Whether it’s the real thing or not, we can’t confirm yet."
"Palace Master, perhaps you should wait a little longer?"
"Once we have confirmation, I’ll report to you."
"Yeah, yeah, no rush! Let’s stay here for a while!" Da Huang darted to Chen Chang'an’s feet, frantically signaling him with his eyes.
After some thought, Chen Chang'an figured it made sense. If it turned out to be a false lead, wouldn’t the trip be wasted?
"Fine, I’ll wait for now."
"Then I’ll have accommodations prepared for you. Please wait a moment, Palace Master."
"Mm."
Chen Chang'an never expected that a simple visit to the Luo Divine Palace would end with him becoming its palace master.
Still, staying here was quite pleasant—both visually and in terms of service.
Ever since Chen Chang'an settled in the Luo Divine Palace, Da Huang had been nowhere to be seen. That bastard was really treating this place like a high-end brothel.
Every day, he’d cozy up to the female disciples, building camaraderie like his life depended on it.
"I wonder how the Chen Family is doing these days."
"Once I gather all the fetal beads, maybe it’s time to go back."
Chen Chang'an suddenly thought of the Chen Family. Ever since he left the Northern Domain, there had been no news from them.
He wondered how the Chen Family was faring now.
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
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!
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.
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?!
