"To Chen Chang'an, Personal."
"Holy shit, this person actually knows your name is Chen Chang'an?"
"Left for you?"
Da Huang was completely stunned when he saw the words written on the envelope.
"If I remember correctly, Chen Wanqing met Chen Tian nearly a million years ago."
"And before Chen Wanqing met him, he had already left something here in Fengxian Mountain."
"A million years ago, he knew there would be someone named Chen Chang'an coming to retrieve this spatial ring?"
"What a terrifying person."
This was the first time Chen Chang'an felt a chill run down his spine because of someone.
After opening the envelope, a letter appeared inside.
"Chen Chang'an, aren’t you curious how I know about you?"
"Are you also wondering what our relationship is?"
"I can tell you that there is indeed some connection between us."
"But… it’s not what you imagine."
"I won’t die, so there’s no such thing as a reincarnated version of me."
"Likewise, I’m not your father either."
At this point, Chen Chang'an was utterly baffled!
Not a reincarnation, and not his father—then what kind of relationship could it be?
Brothers?
That didn’t make sense either; the timeline didn’t match.
"Well? Do you really want to know our connection?"
"Heh, I’m not telling you."
Damn it!
This bastard is even more infuriating than me!
"Don’t call me infuriating. I’m a very upright and serious person."
Huh?
He even knows that?
"Alright, let’s get to the point."
"To uncover the secrets within you, you’ll have to rely on yourself."
"Even if I had the power to dominate the entire Ancient Immortal Realm, I couldn’t help you directly."
"Because at that time, my strength wasn’t enough to do much for you."
"However, I did make some preparations for you in the Ancient Immortal Realm. You’ll find out in time."
"By the time you read this letter, I should have already left the Ancient Immortal Realm."
"Keep striving. The first step to uncovering the truth is to become the strongest in the Ancient Immortal Realm."
"Otherwise, you won’t even have the capability to touch upon this level of secrets."
"Good luck."
"Chen Tian."
The letter wasn’t long, and the information it revealed was limited. Yet, even these sparse details made Chen Chang'an feel troubled.
Chen Tian had dominated the Ancient Immortal Realm—yet even that level of power wasn’t enough?
What exactly was the secret within him? Why was Chen Tian helping him?
A conspiracy? A scheme? Or did he have other motives?
And the first step to uncovering the secret was to become the strongest in the Ancient Immortal Realm—and that was just the bare minimum qualification.
"Dammit, how dare he dictate my life?"
"Why the hell should I even bother with this secret?"
"I’ll just refuse to look into it."
"Whatever happens, happens!"
Chen Chang'an valued freedom and spontaneity. He hated having his life controlled by others.
The more Chen Tian pushed him, the more Chen Chang'an resisted.
My life, my rules.
"Hey… since he knows so much, maybe he even predicted your reaction?"
"What if he deliberately did this to make you go against his words?"
Da Huang’s remark left Chen Chang'an stunned. But there was no denying it—Da Huang had a point.
This Chen Tian was terrifyingly omniscient, as if he knew everything that would happen.
"Whatever I think of, he’s probably already considered."
"If I follow his plan, he wins."
"If I defy it, he’s probably prepared for that too."
"No matter what I do, I’ll likely end up falling into his arrangements."
"This feeling is absolutely awful."
"Damn it."
For the first time, Chen Chang'an felt powerless against this mysterious Chen Tian.
The sensation of having every move anticipated, of being manipulated like a puppet—it made him feel like he was living someone else’s script.
"I don’t like this feeling."
"Da Huang, what if I just kill myself?"
Chen Chang'an’s words left Da Huang speechless.
Are you even listening to yourself? Suicide? Since when is that something Chen Chang'an would do?
Besides, with your freakish constitution, dying isn’t even an easy task.
"Stop joking."
"In my opinion, we should just enjoy life—have fun, live freely."
"Don’t live for some grand purpose."
"That’s just exhausting."
"Come on, bro, let me take you to a brothel. We’ll relax a little."
"Heheh, this is an immortal realm brothel. The women there must all be like celestial fairies, right?"
Brothel?
Women?
Celestial fairies?
Xiao Yao, who had been listening nearby, suddenly grew curious. "Da Huang, what’s a brothel? Is it fun?"
"Fun? Of course it’s fun!"
"But you can’t go. It’s not for you." Da Huang waved dismissively.
"Why not?" Xiao Yao asked, puzzled.
"Just trust me, you can’t go."
"Big bro, let’s go! I’ll take you to the brothel. How about it?"
"Let’s have some fun first."
Da Huang’s obsession with brothels left even Chen Chang'an exasperated. Was it really that important?
"Whatever. Let’s just leave Fengxian Mountain first."
After burning the letter, Chen Chang'an led Da Huang and Xiao Yao away from the mountain.
But as soon as they reached the foot, they saw a group of people kneeling, as if waiting for someone.
"Ancestor, does this person really exist?"
"Can he truly save our Li family from this crisis?"
"Silence! Kneel properly and don’t ask questions."
"Yes, Ancestor."
Seeing this, Chen Chang'an’s expression darkened.
Damn it, am I already being played?
Is this Chen Tian’s doing?
It’s been a million years—how could he be sure nothing would go wrong?
"One man, one dog, and a little girl."
"It’s him!"
"It’s really him!"
"He’s appeared!"
When the Li family’s ancestor saw Chen Chang'an, he became ecstatic. Meanwhile, Chen Chang'an was utterly frustrated.
Damn it!
It really was arranged by Chen Tian!
He even knew their current group composition.
"Li Yuntian of the Li family greets you, Senior."
Li Yuntian rushed forward and knelt before Chen Chang'an. The rest of the Li family exchanged bewildered glances.
A first-level Quasi-Immortal?
Was this really the person their ancestor claimed could save their family?
Wasn’t this a bit too ridiculous?
"You’ve got the wrong person. I was just passing by."
"No mistake, no mistake!"
"Look!"
With that, Li Yuntian pulled out a portrait—depicting Chen Chang'an, Da Huang, and Xiao Yao, with Fengxian Mountain in the background.
Every detail was identical, down to their clothing and posture.
"This Chen Tian… what kind of monster is he?"
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
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