"Are you going to fuse the pearl here?"
"The spiritual energy here and that of the Tai Xuan Realm..."
Before the Zhou family members could finish speaking, Chen Chang'an willed the fetal pearl to transform into a surge of energy that rushed directly into his body.
"Young Mistress, what's here is immortal spiritual energy, not the spiritual energy of the Tai Xuan Realm."
"Chen Chang'an..."
"Don't worry." Mu Yunyao said lightly.
"Um... what's the deal with immortal spiritual energy?"
"Aren't the people of the Ancient Immortal Domain all living in an environment filled with immortal spiritual energy?" Da Huang asked, somewhat puzzled.
"If you've been born and raised in immortal spiritual energy, your body would be accustomed to it."
"But Chen Chang'an is different. He has always cultivated by absorbing ordinary spiritual energy."
"So if immortal spiritual energy enters his body, it will suppress the ordinary spiritual energy. These two different energies might collide within Chen Chang'an's body."
"This is also why people from the Tai Xuan Realm must reach the peak of the Great Emperor realm before they can ascend."
"Because once they break through to the Emperor Sovereign realm, the spiritual energy in their bodies will automatically transform into immortal spiritual energy, allowing them to enter the Ancient Immortal Domain without any adverse effects."
Hearing Mu Yunyao's explanation, Da Huang finally understood why the Zhou family was so concerned.
"So... will Chen Chang'an really be alright?" Da Huang asked worriedly.
"You're worried about him?"
"He's tough as nails—what could possibly happen to him?"
Huh?
That makes sense!
With a body like Chen Chang'an's, what couldn't he endure?
"This..."
"His speed of absorbing immortal spiritual energy is terrifying!"
"If this continues, he’s going to drain all the immortal spiritual energy here!"
"This kid has some nerve, not even bothering to take it slow."
Even the Zhou family members had never seen someone absorb immortal spiritual energy at such a frightening speed. The sheer intensity of it left them utterly shocked.
And the sheer volume he was absorbing was downright staggering!
How could a mere Deathless realm cultivator contain so much immortal spiritual energy?
"Young Mistress!"
"He’s about to suck this place dry of immortal spiritual energy!"
"What do we do? It doesn’t look like he’s planning to stop anytime soon!"
Chen Chang'an's absorption speed was absurdly fast, and his capacity was equally monstrous. In mere moments, he was on the verge of depleting all the immortal spiritual energy in the space.
"That brat really knows how to cause trouble!"
"Open the exit."
"Yes."
The Zhou family members quickly formed hand seals and opened the passageway out of the space.
BANG!
The moment the exit appeared, Mu Yunyao didn’t hesitate—she kicked Chen Chang'an straight out.
"Whoa!"
"That kick was clean!"
Da Huang’s eyes lit up—for once, it wasn’t him getting kicked, but Chen Chang'an.
"You too—get out!"
Mu Yunyao showed no mercy to Da Huang either, delivering another kick that sent the grinning fool flying out.
"You all stay here and guard the Tai Xuan Realm. I’ll be leaving now."
"Young Mistress, wait."
"Are you really not planning to leave yet?"
"The main family has likely already turned their attention toward our Zhou family."
"Most likely... they’ll soon send people to the Tai Xuan Realm."
Hearing this, Mu Yunyao’s expression darkened.
"So soon?" She hadn’t expected the Mu family to track her down to the Tai Xuan Realm this quickly.
"It’s already been delayed. We heard the main family initially searched for you in other minor worlds."
"It’s only recently that they’ve turned their focus to vassal families like ours."
"We... really can’t hold out much longer." The Zhou family member said helplessly.
Mu Yunyao understood—the Zhou family couldn’t withstand the main family’s interrogation, nor did they have the courage to defy them.
"Don’t feel burdened. I won’t blame you."
"It seems some things truly can’t be avoided."
"In the past, I also have to thank your Zhou family for not proactively reporting my whereabouts to the Mu family."
"I’ll remember this favor. In the future, I’ll look after your Zhou family when I can."
With Mu Yunyao’s promise, the Zhou family members were overjoyed!
Mu Yunyao was the esteemed Young Mistress of the Mu family—her words carried immense weight.
"Thank you, Young Mistress!"
"No need. I’ll be going now."
Mu Yunyao didn’t linger. Her mood had soured.
Meanwhile, Chen Chang'an had returned to the summit of Cloud Peak Mountain, still absorbing spiritual energy at an alarming rate.
Da Huang watched with a grimace—was this guy seriously planning to drain the entire Tai Xuan Realm of its spiritual energy?
Just how monstrous was he?
"Oh, you’re out."
Da Huang had been about to crack a joke, but seeing Mu Yunyao’s grim expression, he wisely shut his mouth and stood quietly to the side, avoiding any unnecessary beatings.
Chen Chang'an was absorbing energy, Mu Yunyao was lost in thought with a heavy expression, and Da Huang—stuck between the two—didn’t dare say a word, feeling utterly stifled.
Haaah!
"That felt good!"
"Great Emperor realm!"
"And... straight to the peak of Great Emperor!"
"Now that’s satisfying!"
"My body... it feels like all restraints have finally vanished."
Chen Chang'an hadn’t expected that fusing the last fetal pearl would propel him straight to the peak of the Great Emperor realm.
Moreover, the usual stagnation after a breakthrough—where he could no longer absorb spiritual energy—had completely disappeared.
For the first time, he felt truly unshackled, and the sensation was exhilarating.
"Master, you..."
Seeing Mu Yunyao’s expression, Chen Chang'an’s heart clenched.
In the ten thousand years he had spent by her side, he had never seen such an expression on her face.
"Has something happened?" Chen Chang'an asked cautiously.
Mu Yunyao didn’t answer. Instead, she looked up at the sky.
"Perhaps... it’s time for me to leave."
Huh?
Time to leave?
What did that mean?
Was Master returning to the Ancient Immortal Domain?
"Master, you don’t want to go back?"
"Or... is there something in the Ancient Immortal Domain you don’t want to face?"
Mu Yunyao’s strength and status meant she never needed to come here, let alone stay for so long.
There had to be a reason—one she had never spoken of.
Now that she was preparing to leave, her reluctance was palpable.
"There are indeed things I’d rather not face... but I can’t avoid them any longer."
"Hiding for this long was already a luxury."
Mu Yunyao didn’t elaborate, and Chen Chang'an didn’t press further. Everyone had their secrets—if she didn’t want to speak, he wouldn’t pry.
"Look at the sky!"
"What’s going on?!"
Suddenly, Da Huang shouted, pointing at a rift that had torn open in the heavens.
A rift?
Chen Chang'an and Mu Yunyao looked up. Mu Yunyao could only let out a bitter laugh.
"What was meant to come... has finally arrived."
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.”
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
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.
