"Big bro, this turtle... seems to be smiling."
"Yeah, and it's smiling right at the two of us."
"What the hell!"
"Truly a piece of work!"
Chen Chang'an and Da Huang hadn't expected to run into "that guy" so soon.
At first, they found it odd—why would a turtle show up in the middle of nowhere? And why did it look so familiar? Turns out, it was actually someone they knew?
"Both of you here, huh?"
"What a coincidence," the turtle said with a grin as it crawled up to Chen Chang'an.
"You... crawled all the way here?" Chen Chang'an asked curiously.
"Yep. Tired me out."
?????
With strength like yours, why not use it? What are you saving it for?
"Wait, why didn’t you just fly?"
"Or at least run? You were so fast back in the secret realm—why not run now?" Chen Chang'an pressed.
"Well... don’t turtles usually crawl?"
"That’s for normal turtles. Are you a normal turtle? Don’t forget, you’re the Ashen Lord, not a turtle. This is just a form you took," Chen Chang'an said helplessly.
After saying this, he shot a meaningful glance at Da Huang.
"Why are you looking at me?"
"What did I do?"
"I haven’t forgotten my own strength."
Hearing Da Huang’s words, Chen Chang'an smirked. True, he hadn’t forgotten his strength—just often forgot he was a qilin.
"So... even though I look like a turtle now, I don’t have to act exactly like one, right?" the turtle asked thoughtfully.
"Of course not."
"Though... you did make pretty good time."
"The distance from Scarlet Moon Valley to here isn’t short. Did you really just crawl the whole way?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Pretty much. Crawled day and night without stopping."
Day and night?
For months?
"Since we’ve met by chance, how about grabbing a bite before you go?" Chen Chang'an offered.
"Nah, I’d better keep moving."
"By the way, where are you two headed?" the turtle asked.
"Not sure yet. Probably not the same way as you."
"Alright then, I’ll be off."
After a brief chat, the turtle left. But Chen Chang'an noticed something—its strength didn’t seem weakened at all after leaving the Scarlet Moon Secret Realm. It just wasn’t growing any stronger.
"Big bro, did you notice? That guy’s aura, thought process, and speech have all improved compared to before."
"Yeah, I noticed."
"Master, that turtle... is it your friend?" Qingluan asked, stunned.
"We know each other, but I wouldn’t call us friends."
"But this..."
Mid-sentence, Chen Chang'an suddenly froze, his eyes widening as he stared into the distant sky.
"Why is he here?"
Chen Chang'an never expected to run into an old acquaintance in the Primordial Immortal Realm.
Clearly, the other person had noticed him too—and was just as shocked.
"Chen Chang'an?"
"You actually ascended to the Primordial Immortal Realm too?"
"Hahahaha!"
"Never thought we’d meet again like this."
"Holy crap, why him?" Da Huang was equally surprised. After all, this was someone both he and Chen Chang'an knew.
"Shen Yunfei?"
"When did you ascend?"
Shen Yunfei was a friend Chen Chang'an had made back in the Profound Mystic Realm, but they’d lost contact. Who would’ve guessed he’d already ascended to the Primordial Immortal Realm?
"A long time ago. About six thousand years back."
"What about you? When did you get here?" Shen Yunfei asked with a smile.
"Much later. Only about half a year."
Half a year?
"And you’re already at the peak of Quasi-Immortal Realm?"
"Typical you. No matter where you go, you’re still a freak."
If it were anyone else, Shen Yunfei would’ve been floored. But since it was Chen Chang'an, he found it completely normal.
"So, I take it you didn’t accept the Zhou family’s offer either?" Shen Yunfei asked.
"Nope. You didn’t either?"
"Nah, I’m too used to being free. The Zhous were decent about it, though—didn’t give me trouble."
"About three thousand years ago, I came to the Profound Heaven Domain and have been cultivating here since."
"Now I’ve reached the Golden Immortal Realm, First Layer," Shen Yunfei said proudly.
His talent was exceptional—reaching Golden Immortal in such a short time was beyond most people’s capabilities.
"And these two are...?"
Shen Yunfei recognized Da Huang but not Xiao Yao or Qingluan.
"This one’s my disciple."
"That one’s just a little tagalong."
Xiao Yao wanted to argue but realized—yeah, she really was just a hanger-on, and a persistent one at that.
"Your disciple?"
"Your disciple’s cultivation is higher than yours?"
Shen Yunfei stared at Qingluan in disbelief. She was at the peak of True Immortal Realm—a full major realm above Chen Chang'an—and she was his disciple?
"Greetings, Senior. I am indeed Master’s disciple."
"Everything I’ve achieved is thanks to his guidance," Qingluan replied politely.
Her demeanor matched her constitution—cool, reserved, and not fond of small talk with strangers. But since Shen Yunfei was Chen Chang'an’s friend, she made an exception.
"Brother Chen, your disciple seems... quite young."
"Yeah, she is. Qingluan’s only a little over a hundred years old."
"What?!"
"A hundred years old and already at the peak of True Immortal Realm?"
"You’ve only been in the Primordial Immortal Realm for half a year, how...?"
Shen Yunfei’s mind short-circuited. A hundred-year-old True Immortal peak was terrifying enough, but then it hit him—Chen Chang'an had just arrived.
Wait...
No way. No freaking way!
"Ah, never mind. Don’t want to sound like I’m showing off."
"It’s nothing special, really," Chen Chang'an said with a grin.
"Bullshit!"
"Nothing special?! Chen Chang'an, why are you still not acting human even in the Primordial Immortal Realm?"
"Your disciple’s insane."
"She’s definitely making it onto the Heavenly Pride Ranking!" Shen Yunfei exclaimed excitedly.
Heavenly Pride Ranking?
What’s that?
Seeing Chen Chang'an’s confusion, Shen Yunfei blinked. "You don’t know?"
"First time hearing about it. Still new here."
"Is this another one of those Heavenly Dao rankings?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Nope!"
"It’s not like the Heaven, Earth, and Man Rankings from the Profound Mystic Realm."
"This is a ranking system unique to the Primordial Immortal Realm—a symbol of prestige."
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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?!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
