Chen Chang'an's words threw Nie Pengju and Ye Liuyun into a state of panic.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, how could they possibly save face now?
Run?
Back at the Gu Family, few had witnessed their humiliation, so fleeing had been an option. But now, with so many eyes on them, escaping would mean utter disgrace.
They were trapped—unable to advance or retreat, caught between a rock and a hard place.
"Who is this man? The sect master of the Wuji Sect actually addresses him as 'sir'?"
"And that powerhouse from the Gu Family—he actually calls him 'Little Gu'?"
"That Gu Family expert is no weakling among Great Emperor realm cultivators. His strength is second only to the Gu Family's ancestral patriarch, who stands at the peak of the Great Emperor realm. Damn, this man's identity is terrifying!"
"Have any of you heard of him before? I certainly haven’t."
"N-no… never seen him in my life."
"Wait, I think I have. His name is… yes, Chen Chang'an. I remember now—Chen Chang'an."
"Chen Chang'an?"
This was the first time the name "Chen Chang'an" had reached so many ears, the first time he had truly entered the awareness of the Central Heaven Domain's inhabitants.
"Deputy Palace Master Hua Wulei of the Luo Shen Palace greets the Palace Master."
At that moment, Hua Wulei arrived with the disciples of the Luo Shen Palace. While the disciples might struggle to compete in the Human Ranking, they could still participate in the Earth Ranking.
"Palace Master?"
"What the hell? How is this possible?"
"Isn’t the Luo Shen Palace exclusively for women? How is Chen Chang'an their Palace Master?"
This scene left everyone dumbfounded—even those who knew Chen Chang'an were stunned. No one had expected him to hold such a position.
Shortly after, members of the Qingyun Sect arrived to pay their respects.
"Hahaha! Master, your disciple has arrived!"
A booming laugh echoed as the Heavenly Sword Emperor, the ancestral patriarch of the Heavenly Sword Sect from Famous Sword State, appeared before the crowd.
"The Heavenly Sword Emperor?"
"What the—? The Heavenly Sword Emperor has a master? Since when?"
"This is insane! Absolutely insane!"
"Just who is this Chen Chang'an? Is he defying the heavens?"
The Heavenly Sword Emperor addressing Chen Chang'an as "Master" shattered everyone's expectations. This was the Heavenly Sword Emperor—the only Sword Emperor in the entire Tai Xuan Realm!
Chen Chang'an glanced at the Heavenly Sword Emperor and smiled. "Seems you’ve made some progress recently?"
"All thanks to Master’s guidance. My Sword Domain has finally taken shape," the Heavenly Sword Emperor replied excitedly.
"Good. Keep at it, and you might not be far from the peak of the Great Emperor realm."
"Yes, Master."
More and more familiar faces arrived—something Chen Chang'an hadn’t anticipated. Yet, many others were absent, likely uninterested in competing for the Earth Ranking.
Despite the distractions, Chen Chang'an hadn’t forgotten about Nie Pengju and Ye Liuyun.
"Well, you two?"
"Shall we begin?" Chen Chang'an said with a faint smile.
"W-wait! Let’s talk this over, alright? We were ignorant back then. Can we just let this go?"
"We owe you a favor. We’ll repay you properly in the future," Nie Pengju said nervously.
"Who gave you the right to decide for me?" Ye Liuyun shot Nie Pengju a disdainful look before turning to Chen Chang'an.
"Fine, no need to repeat yourself. I know what you’re going to say—just echoing his words, right?"
Chen Chang'an sighed. These two seemed like bitter rivals, but their relationship wasn’t as hostile as outsiders assumed.
"Exactly! My affairs are mine to decide. I don’t need him speaking for me," Ye Liuyun nodded.
"It’s not impossible."
"You two owe me a favor."
"When and how I call it in will be my decision—no objections."
"Either agree, or we proceed with the bet right now. Your choice," Chen Chang'an said calmly.
Nie Pengju and Ye Liuyun exchanged glances. This wasn’t a promise to make lightly.
It meant Chen Chang'an would have the right to command them once, without refusal.
"Relax. I won’t ask you to act against your own families."
Seeing their hesitation, Chen Chang'an added with a smile.
The two visibly relaxed. Their greatest fear had been Chen Chang'an ordering them to harm their own kin.
After all, a Great Emperor’s vow was not to be broken lightly—doing so could damage their cultivation or even invite divine retribution.
This was precisely why Great Emperors rarely made bets or promises.
Back then, these two had agreed to the wager only because they were certain of victory, never imagining they’d lose to someone they’d underestimated.
Fortunately, they’d found a loophole—as long as the bet remained unresolved, they weren’t technically in violation.
"Fine, I accept."
"Me too."
"Whenever you need me in the future, I won’t refuse."
"Same here."
"Damn it, speak for yourself! Stop piggybacking on my words!"
"I’ll do as I please. None of your damn business!"
Chen Chang'an ignored their bickering. Meanwhile, those unfamiliar with him—or who had never even heard of him—were buzzing with speculation.
Not only was he the Heavenly Sword Emperor’s master and the Luo Shen Palace’s Palace Master, but among the three great families, the Gu Family treated him with respect, while the other two seemed almost… afraid?
Even among the three great sects, the Wuji Sect and the Qingyun Sect regarded him with deference.
This spectacle was beyond what most could fathom.
Just what kind of person could command such reverence?
"So… he’s already reached such heights?"
In the distance, Changsun Xixue watched with a complicated expression.
After being repelled by Mu Yunyao, she had returned to the Changsun Family and questioned her ancestral patriarch, Changsun Wuwo.
Yet upon hearing her description, Changsun Wuwo had trembled in fear, offering only one piece of advice before falling silent:
"Xixue, some obsessions aren’t worth holding onto. This man… you cannot provoke him. No—no one in the entire Tai Xuan Realm can."
Those words had plunged her into despair.
Now, finally seeing Chen Chang'an again, she lacked the courage to approach.
Though the Changsun Family ranked among the top five powers, trailing only the three great families, she still felt unworthy to face him.
Perhaps he had long forgotten the past—maybe this was all just her own stubborn fixation.
"Look! Isn’t that Gu Xian'er and Gu Fengyao?"
"They're here!"
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."
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.”
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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?!
