Chen Chang'an stepped into the barrier and indeed sensed the presence of oppressive pressure. However, this pressure was utterly insignificant to him.
With a light tap of his toes, he had already appeared atop the peak of Taihua.
Hmm?
Strangely, there was no oppressive pressure at all at the summit of Taihua.
Chen Chang'an had initially assumed that the strongest pressure would be found here, yet upon arriving, he discovered none.
It seemed that once one reached the peak, the pressure would vanish entirely.
Could it really be as simple as whoever arrived first claiming first place?
Was it really this arbitrary?
If Mu Yunyao were here, Chen Chang'an would have loved to ask whether the previous Earth Ranking had been the same.
"He's back already?"
"How did Chen Chang'an return so quickly?"
"Damn, did he already reach the summit of Taihua and come back down?"
"That fast? The pressure had no effect on him at all?"
"Of course not. Who do you think Chen Chang'an is? Even the Heavenly Sword Emperor is his disciple. His strength must be at the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm—how could such trivial pressure affect him?"
"Well, that makes sense."
Though surprised by Chen Chang'an's swift return, the onlookers found it perfectly reasonable.
"How was it?" Da Huang asked, looking at Chen Chang'an.
"Mediocre. No challenge at all. And there’s no oppressive pressure at the summit of Taihua."
"But for Chen Yunxuan and the others, it’ll be a significant trial."
"The further they climb, the pressure will multiply by dozens, even hundreds of times."
"Unless they break through to the peak of the Ninth-Level Sovereign Realm—or even the Undying Realm—they won’t be able to reach the top."
What?
The Undying Realm?
Even with their monstrous talent, they’d need to reach the peak of the Ninth-Level Sovereign Realm or even the Undying Realm to summit?
How long would this Earth Ranking take, then?
Would they be trapped here for centuries?
"Da Huang, let’s go."
Go?
Da Huang was taken aback. Were they leaving already? Not even waiting a little longer?
"Even with their exceptional talent, it’ll take Chen Yunxuan and the others some time to break through to the Ninth-Level Sovereign Realm, let alone the Undying Realm."
"Surely we’re not going to sit here idly for years, are we?" Chen Chang'an said with a faint smile.
"Ah? No way, absolutely not!"
"That’d be so boring."
The thought of doing nothing for years reminded Da Huang of its past life in the Forbidden Forest—dull and torturous.
No, absolutely not!
"Let’s go, let’s go explore… ahem, let’s go wander around."
With so many people around, Da Huang had grown more conscious of its image. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have swallowed the words "brothel" at the last moment.
"Palace Master, where do you plan to go next?"
"Will you continue searching for the beads?" Hua Wulei asked.
"Yes, that’s still the priority," Chen Chang'an nodded.
"Understood. I’ll stay here, cultivating while waiting for the Earth Ranking to conclude."
"You can rest assured, Palace Master."
"I’ll stay as well, Master. Don’t worry," the Heavenly Sword Emperor said with a smile.
Apart from Chen Chang'an, everyone else chose to remain. For them, cultivating for a few years was nothing.
But for Chen Chang'an, staying here without being able to cultivate would be unbearably tedious.
Under the puzzled gazes of many, Chen Chang'an and Da Huang departed from the peak of Taihua.
The vast Central Heaven Domain stretched before them, yet Chen Chang'an found himself unsure of where to go next.
Before the Earth Ranking began, Chen Chang'an had already searched extensively but found no trace of the fetal beads.
As he and Da Huang wandered aimlessly, Chen Chang'an suddenly frowned and looked into the distance.
"Someone from Tianji Pavilion?"
"Could it be that Wang Tianji has a lead on the beads?"
The newcomer was none other than Know-It-All Wang Budiao, who had previously followed Chen Yunxuan.
Since Chen Yunxuan was participating in the Earth Ranking, Wang Budiao had returned briefly to Tianji Pavilion.
"Know-It-All pays his respects to the senior," Wang Budiao greeted respectfully.
"Did Wang Tianji send you to find me?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Yes."
"I was heading to the peak of Taihua anyway, so the Ancestor asked me to relay a message to you."
"What message?"
"The west… may yield results."
The west?
Was Wang Tianji pointing him in a direction?
Though Wang Tianji’s strength was modest, his expertise in divination was profound.
He couldn’t deduce matters related to Chen Chang'an, but he could employ other methods to predict where the beads might be found.
"Anything else?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"No. But… after saying this, the Ancestor seemed unusually grave."
"I suspect whatever you seek may prove difficult, though the Ancestor didn’t elaborate."
Chen Chang'an nodded. He didn’t need to be told—he already knew it wouldn’t be easy.
But with a clear direction now, at least he wouldn’t have to search blindly.
The west?
It was a region Chen Chang'an had rarely ventured into.
"You’re from Tianji Pavilion, so you must know more than most."
"What can you tell me about the west?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Senior, the most notable feature of the west is undoubtedly the Temple of Heavenly Sound."
"The Temple is immensely powerful, with countless devotees. It operates independently, never interacting with other factions or individuals in the Central Heaven Domain."
"As for its exact strength… that remains unknown."
The Temple of Heavenly Sound?
A monastery?
Chen Chang'an had never encountered monks in the Central Heaven Domain before, suggesting the Temple seldom ventured beyond its borders.
But whether the beads were there remained uncertain.
For now, heading west was the only option.
"Very well. If you return to Tianji Pavilion, convey my thanks to Wang Tianji for this information."
"Senior, the Ancestor said thanks are unnecessary. He only seeks to ensure Tianji Pavilion’s prosperity and a reliable ally."
"I understand. But gratitude should still be expressed."
"Go attend to your affairs."
"Yes, Senior. This junior takes his leave."
After Wang Budiao departed, Chen Chang'an glanced at Da Huang and smiled.
"Seems like we’re heading west."
"Let’s go! I’ve never visited a brothel in the west before."
"Is that all you ever think about?"
"Well… there’s plenty else, but nothing as important."
"Already forgotten the female disciples of Luo Shen Palace?"
"Ah, now that’s unfair. How could I forget them? But there are countless other damsels in distress awaiting my salvation."
"This is a noble endeavor—you wouldn’t understand."

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.”

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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."

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?!