The Earth Ranking began in a manner that felt rather hasty, and unexpectedly, it ended just as abruptly.
Many even had the impression that the Earth Ranking seemed eager to conclude as quickly as possible.
What was going on?
Was this how the previous Heaven, Earth, and Mortal Rankings had been?
"Earth Ranking finalized."
"Rankings announced."
"First place: Chen Yunxuan"
"Second place: Ye Zhiqiu"
"Third place: Li Qiye"
"Fourth place: Gu Xian'er"
"Fifth place: Gu Fengyao"
"Sixth place: …"
Hasty!
Even more ridiculously hasty!
The rankings were announced with nothing but names listed?
Moreover, the list appeared at an unprecedented speed. Previously, each name had been revealed one by one, slowly. Now, nearly all fifty rankings appeared simultaneously.
"Rewards distributed!"
Immediately afterward, the heavenly rewards descended—fifty golden beams of light enveloping the summit of Taihua.
"I can’t help but feel like the Earth Ranking is in a hurry?"
"Yeah, I get the same impression—like it’s rushing through the process?"
"Exactly! It’s too abrupt, as if time is running out."
"This is strange. Why would something like this happen? Does anyone know how the first Heaven, Earth, and Mortal Rankings unfolded?"
"No idea. That was over thirty thousand years ago—hardly anyone alive today would remember."
"Regardless of how it was before, this time, something is definitely off."
Everyone suspected the Earth Ranking had ended far too abruptly, and even Chen Chang'an furrowed his brows, sensing something unusual.
"What’s it in such a hurry for?"
"Da Huang, tell me—what could possibly be making it rush like this?" Chen Chang'an asked curiously.
"How should I know? I’m not its father," Da Huang retorted with an eye roll.
"You think the Heaven Ranking might force them to fight on the spot, decide the winners quickly, and then wrap things up just as carelessly?" Chen Chang'an joked.
"That would be beyond ridiculous."
"Surely not, right?"
"Even if its father died, why should that affect others? After announcing the rankings, it could just let everyone take their time."
"Unless… there’s another reason for its urgency."
Da Huang’s words struck a chord with Chen Chang'an. If there was another reason, what could it be?
"Heaven Ranking begins. Rules as follows!"
"All participants under ten thousand years of age in the Tai Xuan Realm are eligible."
Huh?
Under ten thousand years old?
What did this mean?
Were they now dragging those Emperor-level figures into this competition?
The first rule alone sent shockwaves through the crowd. Had the Heaven Ranking been like this in the past?
"Ten years’ time. After a decade, the final battle commences."
"The top ten will receive heavenly rewards."
Simple.
The Heaven Ranking’s rules were straightforward—giving the Earth Ranking qualifiers only ten years to compete against those ancient monsters who had lived for millennia.
The final battle!
So, the true contest was the Heaven Ranking’s ultimate clash?
"Damn it, is this a joke? Even with ten years, how can they possibly catch up to those who’ve lived for nearly ten thousand years?"
"Those prodigies who stood out long ago have already broken through to the Emperor level. Even if they’re under ten thousand years old, they’re definitely not ordinary Emperor-level experts."
"Making the Earth Ranking contenders compete against them? This is absurd!"
"Weren’t the Heaven, Earth, and Mortal Rankings meant to select the most outstanding talents? If this is how it’s done, doesn’t that mean the Heaven Ranking has nothing to do with them?"
"Even if Chen Yunxuan and the others are monstrously talented, ten years is far too short!"
"Ten years—how could they possibly match those veterans?"
"Right now, their cultivation has already reached the Immortal Realm. Further breakthroughs won’t come easily."
"Exactly. Advancing even a single stage in the Immortal Realm is no simple feat."
"But don’t you think something’s off? Where will this final battle take place?"
"Well… the Heaven Ranking didn’t specify."
"Maybe the location will be announced after the ten years pass."
After the Heaven Ranking’s announcement, Chen Yunxuan and the others frowned, but their immediate priority was finding Chen Chang'an.
As they descended from Taihua’s summit, the crowd instinctively stepped back, maintaining a cautious distance.
"Ancestor."
"Master."
"Young Master."
"Chang'an, brother."
Seeing them approach, Chen Chang'an smiled and nodded. "Seems like the rewards this time were quite generous."
"Ancestor, the heavenly blessing allowed me to break through four stages. I’m now at the fifth level of the Immortal Realm."
"Master, as the second-place winner, I only received three stages of breakthrough. My cultivation is now at the fourth level of the Immortal Realm."
"Master, same for me—three stages, now at the fourth level of the Immortal Realm."
"Young Master, I only advanced two stages, reaching the third level of the Immortal Realm."
"Chang'an, brother, same here—same as Xian'er."
The heavenly blessings had elevated their cultivation without the usual drawbacks of pill-based breakthroughs.
These rewards had no side effects and wouldn’t hinder their future potential.
"Ancestor, but there’s something else in the heavenly blessings this time."
"It’s… immortal techniques!"
Immortal techniques?
The revelation stunned everyone.
The heavenly blessings included immortal techniques?
Weren’t those supposed to be upper-realm arts? How could they be bestowed upon the Tai Xuan Realm’s cultivators?
"Same for me."
"Me too…"
Not just Chen Yunxuan—Ye Zhiqiu and the others had also received immortal techniques.
This was an irresistible temptation for any cultivator. After all, these techniques surpassed even Emperor-tier skills.
Chen Chang'an looked at them and asked with a smile, "What do you think about this?"
After exchanging glances, Chen Yunxuan spoke first. "Ancestor, something feels off."
"No one in the Tai Xuan Realm has ever been known to cultivate immortal techniques. That means the previous Heaven, Earth, and Mortal Rankings didn’t bestow such rewards."
"If they didn’t before, why now?"
"Could it be because we didn’t practice the techniques rewarded in the Mortal Ranking, so they’re offering better ones to tempt us?"
"Either way, I suspect there’s a hidden agenda."
Ye Zhiqiu and the others agreed wholeheartedly.
Anything this unusual had to have ulterior motives.
"That is indeed a concern."
"So, under no circumstances should you cultivate the techniques granted by the heavenly blessings."
"The arts I’ve taught you are more than enough to reach the pinnacle of this world—even to break through and ascend to the upper realm."
"As for these heavenly techniques… I’ll find a way to uncover the truth."
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
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.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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."
