Got work to do?
Chen Chang'an's words left Da Huang stunned. At the same time, Chen Chang'an glanced at Yi Tuo and said with a smile, "Am I right?"
Hearing this, Yi Tuo nearly cried. "Bro, what do you take me for?"
"I really don’t know anything. All I know is that I’m supposed to follow you," Yi Tuo grumbled.
"Oh?"
"So, you’re saying you know nothing about Chen Tian’s arrangements in Liuyun Domain?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"I really don’t."
Seeing Yi Tuo’s pitiful expression, Da Huang scoffed, "Useless. What good are you if you don’t know anything? Just a little mascot?"
"What’s wrong with being a mascot?"
"Wait, what’s a mascot?" Yi Tuo asked curiously.
"Get lost." Da Huang couldn’t be bothered with Yi Tuo’s ignorance. He’d rather spend the time eating a few more bites.
"They’re almost here. No need to rush," Chen Chang'an said calmly.
Chen Chang'an felt bored, even experiencing a strange sense of déjà vu, as if he’d returned to Fengxian Mountain.
Back then, guided by Chen Wanqing, he had gone to Fengxian Mountain, found Chen Tian’s letter, and after descending, encountered the Li family—triggering a chain of events.
This time, Chen Tian’s arrangements were even more direct. He had calculated exactly when Chen Chang'an would leave Xuantian Domain and even set up a teleportation array right where he’d planned.
Chen Chang'an could sense people beginning their ascent up the mountain. If nothing unexpected happened, they were probably here to ask for his help again.
"Da Huang, do you ever get the feeling…"
"…that ever since arriving in the Ancient Immortal Domain, I’ve turned into some kind of saint? Always solving other people’s problems?"
"Since when am I that nice?" Chen Chang'an sighed.
"Bro, what are you talking about?"
"You’re the number one saint in the world!"
"How could you doubt yourself?" Da Huang retorted, displeased.
"Ah, right. I forgot—I’m a good person."
"Da Huang, you’ve got insight."
"Just learning from you, bro. So… can I eat now? Stop grabbing my neck, yeah?"
"Go ahead."
"Thanks, bro."
Chen Chang'an wasn’t in a hurry. He and Da Huang ate and drank leisurely while waiting. Before long, a group of people arrived nearby.
The moment they saw Chen Chang'an, their emotions visibly surged.
The more excited they got, the more certain Chen Chang'an became—they were definitely here to ask for a favor.
He sighed and was about to stand when the group suddenly knelt before him.
"We welcome the return of the Grand Elder!"
Huh?
What?
Grand Elder?
Chen Chang'an gave them a puzzled look. Were they sure they hadn’t mistaken him for someone else?
"You… have the wrong person, don’t you?"
Chen Chang'an suspected this was Chen Tian’s doing, but how had he arranged for Chen Chang'an—someone who’d never even appeared—to become a Grand Elder a million years ago?
How ridiculously powerful was this guy?
"Grand Elder, it’s normal if you don’t remember us."
"Perhaps your memories haven’t fully returned."
"But you truly are the Grand Elder of our Nine Clouds Immortal Sect."
"You were the one who instructed us to wait here for you. Do you really not recall?"
Hearing this, Chen Chang'an frowned, deep in thought. What was Chen Tian playing at?
Had he used Chen Chang'an’s name and appearance to secure a position as Grand Elder in this sect?
But what was the point?
"Bro, what’s going on?" Da Huang whispered, confused.
"Probably Chen Tian’s doing."
After sending the message, Chen Chang'an turned back to the sect members. "Do I look exactly like your Grand Elder?"
"Do you even know my name?"
"Identical. Otherwise, how could we recognize you?"
"Aren’t you Chen Chang'an?"
Now the sect members were equally baffled. If Chen Chang'an had told them to wait here, why didn’t he remember anything?
Was it because of reincarnation?
Damn it!
Chen Tian had used his name and face. What the hell was that bastard planning?
Though Chen Chang'an had never met Chen Tian, he knew from Chen Wanqing that their appearances differed—otherwise, she would’ve recognized him immediately.
Yet after arriving in Liuyun Domain, Chen Tian had chosen to impersonate him. What was the purpose of this arrangement?
Just to give him a legitimate identity here?
"He… ahem… what exactly did I tell you back then?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Since the Grand Elder doesn’t remember, allow us to refresh your memory."
The leader, now an inner elder of the sect, explained that a million years ago, Chen Chang'an had appeared in Liuyun Domain, saved the Nine Clouds Immortal Sect, and thus became their Grand Elder.
But after about a century, he suddenly chose to reincarnate and start anew—a decision no one understood, yet couldn’t oppose.
Before his reincarnation, the Grand Elder had specifically instructed them to come here today to welcome him back.
After listening, Chen Chang'an narrowed his eyes. "Did you personally witness how I reincarnated?"
"Well… no."
"After giving the order, you left. We never heard from you again."
Chen Chang'an smirked inwardly. Of course they hadn’t—Chen Tian had likely resumed his original identity after leaving Liuyun Domain.
Any news afterward would’ve been about Chen Tian, not Chen Chang'an.
"I see. My memories are still hazy."
"Aren’t you afraid I might be an imposter?"
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible."
"You look identical—even your tone and expressions are the same."
"Though your cultivation is weaker now, that’s understandable after reincarnation."
"Grand Elder, shall we return to the sect?"
Since he was here, he might as well go along with it. Chen Chang'an didn’t resist and simply nodded.
Following the principle of not wasting an opportunity, he smoothly assumed the role of the Nine Clouds Immortal Sect’s Grand Elder.
And they were thrilled about it.
"Bro, isn’t this a trap?"
"What if we get to the sect and it’s an ambush?" Da Huang worriedly whispered.
A trap?
"Doesn’t matter. They can’t kill me anyway."
"Bro, I can die. I’m scared of dying."
"Scared of what? I’m here, aren’t I?"
"Don’t worry. I’ll collect your corpse—won’t leave you rotting in the wild."
"Damn… bro, you’re the best."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.
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?!
