Chen Chang'an had never imagined that someone would actually covet the Embryonic Pearl.
What puzzled him even more was their motive for wanting it. The only plausible explanation was that they were targeting him.
This situation shifted Chen Chang'an from the active to the passive role.
The other party was deeply concealed, possibly even deliberately avoiding him. If they didn’t reveal themselves, finding the Embryonic Pearl would be nearly impossible.
"I actually hope they’re coming for me," Chen Chang'an mused.
"Only then will they show themselves."
"Otherwise, this Embryonic Pearl might truly vanish without a trace."
He wasn’t afraid of being pursued—he feared the opposite.
If they didn’t seek him out, even if he recovered one Embryonic Pearl, the other would remain lost.
"Let’s go. Back to Luoshen Palace first."
Without dwelling further, Chen Chang'an returned to Luoshen Palace with Da Huang.
Luo Yiyi was surprised to see him back so soon. After hearing the full story, she was even more astonished.
"So, the pearl’s trail has gone completely cold?" she asked.
"What do you plan to do now, Palace Master?"
"Let it marinate," Chen Chang'an replied casually.
"Marinate? You’re joking at a time like this?"
"What else should I do? Cry?"
"Did you settle the Tu Family’s matter?"
"Mn. Solved it. After beating up their ancestral elder, he obediently handed over the person."
Luo Yiyi was no weakling—though she paled in comparison to Chen Chang'an, few others could match her.
The Tu Family’s elder, having recently broken through to the peak of the Great Emperor realm, had tried to throw his weight around—only to be thoroughly schooled by Luo Yiyi on how to behave.
"From now on, you should remain the Palace Master of Luoshen Palace. I’m not suited to staying in one place."
Luo Yiyi frowned. "You’re leaving?"
"Mn. There’s still much to do."
"Fine. But the title stays with you. Just be a hands-off leader."
Seeing her insistence, Chen Chang'an didn’t argue further—it was just a formality, after all.
"While I’m gone, keep an ear out for news across the Profound Sky Realm."
"It’d be great if you hear something, but no pressure."
"If you get reliable intel and can’t reach me, send someone to Tianji Pavilion to find Wang Tianji. He can locate me."
"Understood. So, you’re leaving right after returning?"
"Mn. Time to wander. News won’t fly to me if I stay put."
After a brief exchange, Chen Chang'an dragged a reluctant Da Huang away from Luoshen Palace.
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Two Years Later
With just three months left until the Earth Ranking Tournament, crowds began journeying toward the Summit of Taihua.
"Did you hear? Chen Yunxuan recently challenged a peak ninth-level Supreme Realm expert—and killed him in one move."
"What?! That fast? He can already obliterate peak Supreme Realm cultivators?"
"Absolutely. His power is terrifying. Rumor has it he’s broken through to the Supreme Realm himself."
"Heavens… Chen Yunxuan’s barely twenty, right? A Supreme Realm cultivator at that age? Monstrous."
"And that’s not all. Ye Zhiqiu’s strength is equally fearsome—probably Chen Yunxuan’s toughest rival."
"Ye Zhiqiu, the Peerless Sword Demon. Six months ago, he defeated a first-level Immortal Realm expert in a duel."
"Damn. These freaks keep one-upping each other?"
"What about the third-ranked Gu Xian'er and fourth-ranked Gu Fengyao?"
"Not much news on them."
"Li Qiye—don’t forget him. The guy single-handedly annihilated the Benevolent Hall."
"I heard he’s a descendant of Li Jingyun, the hall’s founder. It was vengeance."
"He wiped out the entire Benevolent Hall alone? Weren’t they packed with Supreme Realm experts? Even Han Liming had reached peak ninth-level Supreme Realm!"
"Yep. All slaughtered by Li Qiye."
"Tsk. Each of them is a once-in-ten-millennia prodigy. Yet this generation spawned so many."
"People thought expanding the Earth Ranking to include those under a hundred might shake things up. But now? The top spots seem locked in."
"True. Even if they don’t crack the top five this time, top ten is guaranteed."
Across the Central Heaven Domain, discussions raged, with Chen Yunxuan and the others becoming staple tavern talk.
"Oh, and here’s a juicy tidbit."
"Did you know? Not just anyone can ascend the Summit of Taihua now."
"You’ve got to qualify first."
"Qualified? What does that mean? How do they determine if someone is qualified?"
"Is it just about age? If you're too old, you can't go? I was planning to check out the excitement."
"You won't be able to see anything. The summit of Taihua is already shrouded by an unknown barrier. Ordinary people can’t even get close."
"Even the participants have to pass a test conducted by a stone tablet. Only those who pass can enter the summit of Taihua."
"As for what counts as passing the test, I’m not sure. That’s all I’ve heard."
Listening to the discussions around him, Chen Chang'an grew curious. So, there was a test tablet at the foot of Taihua’s summit?
Chen Chang'an and Da Huang had been wandering for two years, yet they hadn’t found any clues about the remaining two orbs. It was as if those orbs had never existed in the first place.
Coincidentally, the Earth Ranking competition was about to begin, so Chen Chang'an decided to set aside the search for the orbs and head to the summit of Taihua. After all, he had promised Gu Xian'er and Gu Fengyao that he would go.
"Hey, do you think we’ll also need to pass the test to enter the summit of Taihua?"
"Or maybe we won’t even be able to get in?" Da Huang asked curiously, glancing at Chen Chang'an.
"Whether we can enter or not, we’ll find out when we get there."
"But... I should be fine. No barrier works on me—not even one set up by the Heavenly Dao." Chen Chang'an chuckled.
"Damn, you’re seriously abnormal."
"Before, I suspected you were the Heavenly Dao’s favorite son. Now, I feel like the Heavenly Dao is your son." Da Huang grumbled in frustration.
"Alright, let’s rest for a bit. We should get moving soon."
"Wow, that dog is so cute!"
"Great-grandfather, I want that dog! Can you get it for me?"
Suddenly, an overly sweet voice reached Chen Chang'an’s ears, making him frown.
"Young man, my Yun Shuang has taken a liking to your dog. Consider it an honor. What are you waiting for? Hand it over obediently."
Before Chen Chang'an could react, Da Huang was the first to lose his temper.
Damn it, who do you think I am?
"You bastard! You think I’ll just come when you call?"
"Who the hell do you think you are?"

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

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.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

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."