"You've never been this reckless before. What happened this time?"
The death of Wang Zhiwei left Mu Yunyao deeply puzzled. Knowing Chen Chang'an as she did, he wasn’t the type to act so impulsively.
She couldn’t believe Chen Chang'an was unaware of the dangers he would face after killing Wang Zhiwei.
Yet he did it anyway. Mu Yunyao couldn’t quite grasp his reasoning.
"Master, whether I kill Wang Zhiwei or not, you’ll still have to leave, right?" Chen Chang'an asked with a smile.
Hearing this, Mu Yunyao nodded. Now that her whereabouts had been exposed, she couldn’t stay in the Tai Xuan Realm any longer.
"What does that have to do with you killing Wang Zhiwei?" Mu Yunyao questioned.
"I’m your disciple. By killing Wang Zhiwei’s avatar, I’ve effectively made an enemy of the Wang family."
"That gives you one more reason to refuse. Even if it doesn’t change the final outcome, at least it buys you some time."
"Besides, the Wang family won’t swallow this insult. They’ll spare no effort to find and kill me."
"Not only do you have to leave—I have to leave too."
"Only when both of us are gone will the Tai Xuan Realm remain peaceful."
"After all, their targets are just you and me."
Chen Chang'an’s meaning was simple: with the two of them gone, the Wang family would have no reason to act against the Tai Xuan Realm.
The only one truly at risk in this plan was Chen Chang'an himself.
Mu Yunyao, after all, was the eldest daughter of the Mu family. No matter how stubborn she was, the Wang family wouldn’t dare harm her outright.
So their only outlet for vengeance would be Chen Chang'an. In fact, they might even use his safety to pressure Mu Yunyao into compliance.
"Do you realize that by doing this, you won’t just have the Wang family as enemies? Those in the Mu clan who want to force this marriage alliance will also despise you—maybe even seek revenge," Mu Yunyao said.
"Of course I know."
"Doesn’t matter. I’m thick-skinned and tough. Let them come at me," Chen Chang'an replied with a careless shrug.
"Chen Chang'an, your physique is indeed special. Just because I can’t kill you doesn’t mean others can’t."
"You don’t actually think your body is indestructible even in the Primordial Immortal Domain, do you?"
"Are you seriously claiming to have an Immortal Emperor-level constitution?"
"Do you really believe your flesh is imperishable?" Mu Yunyao said angrily.
She understood that Chen Chang'an was doing this entirely for her sake. Yet even so, she couldn’t quell the fury in her heart.
Did her disciple really think she needed his protection now? Was he truly so unconcerned for his own safety?
"Master, are you hungry?"
"Want to eat something before you go?" Chen Chang'an asked with a grin.
Hearing his words and seeing the genuine smile on his face, Mu Yunyao’s anger faded by half.
Master, are you hungry?
This was the phrase Chen Chang'an had loved repeating when he first followed her. Because Mu Yunyao’s cultivation meant she never needed to eat, the young Chen Chang'an had always worried his master might starve.
Mu Yunyao took a deep breath and let out a helpless sigh.
She stepped forward and suddenly noticed how much her disciple had grown—taller, more handsome.
Once, she had to crouch to pat his head. Now, she had to raise her hand just to reach him.
She ruffled his hair, and Chen Chang'an didn’t resist, just like when he was a child.
"Master isn’t hungry."
"Master is amazing."
Chen Chang'an chuckled. To his younger self, a master who never needed to eat was nothing short of miraculous—especially since skipping a single meal left him miserable.
"Enough of that. You’re grown now. Aren’t you embarrassed?"
"Look at Da Huang."
Da Huang?
Chen Chang'an glanced at the dog, whose expression was a riot—torn between laughter and disgust, yet daring neither.
"Da Huang, are you sick?" Chen Chang'an asked, amused.
"No, no! Cough—just feeling a bit off."
"Don’t mind me. Carry on. I didn’t see anything. Didn’t hear anything."
"You two have such a close bond."
"Woof woof!" Da Huang said with a cheeky grin.
"Da Huang, tell me—what do you think will happen when you return to the Qilin clan looking like this?"
Chen Chang'an’s smile was bright but dangerous, sending a chill down Da Huang’s spine. Oh no, he’s plotting revenge!
"Alright, enough fooling around."
"I really have to go."
"And once I leave, you should depart soon as well. But I’ll buy you some time. Stay a little longer and settle your affairs."
Hearing Mu Yunyao’s words, Chen Chang'an and Da Huang dropped their playful moods. This farewell was different from when she’d chased him away years ago.
The Primordial Immortal Domain was vast, and the Mu family was one of its nine great immortal clans. Reuniting might take who knew how many years.
"Here."
Mu Yunyao tossed Chen Chang'an the spatial ring she always carried.
"When I left the Mu family, I took plenty of treasures with me."
"Once I return, I’ll have access to even more."
"When you journey to the Primordial Immortal Domain, you’ll need resources. A traveler must be well-prepared."
"After all, the things you have in the Tai Xuan Realm will be worthless there."
A traveler must be well-prepared?
Hah. How familiar. Da Huang looked between Mu Yunyao and Chen Chang'an. Yep, cut from the same cloth.
"Master, how can I possibly accept this?"
Chen Chang'an spoke even as he clutched the ring tightly, showing no intention of returning it.
"Still as shameless as ever."
"Goodbye."
Mu Yunyao smiled faintly, then with a thought, a massive rift tore open in the sky.
As the fissure appeared, her figure flashed upward, streaking toward it.
Chen Chang'an knew—beyond that rift lay the passage to the Primordial Immortal Domain.
"Da Huang, see that rift?"
"Soon, we’ll be leaving through it too," Chen Chang'an said with a grin.
"Yeah, our turn’s coming."
"Heh heh… The brothels in the Primordial Immortal Domain must be top-tier, right?"
"Right? Right?"
"You’ll take me, won’t you?"
"Wait—no! I’ll be ascending. I can take human form!"
"I’ll go myself."
"The brothels of the Primordial Immortal Domain, your Grandpa Da Huang is coming!"
Da Huang’s face twisted into a lewd grin. Chen Chang'an hadn’t expected this bastard’s first thought to still be about brothels.
"Let’s go. We don’t have much time left."
"Before we leave, there are still matters to settle."
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."
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.”
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
