"Quite enthusiastic, aren't you?"
"Your welcome is... rather unique."
With a wave of his hand, Chen Chang'an dispersed the dust around him. The expressions of those nearby, however, looked as if they had seen a ghost.
Unharmed?
He was completely unharmed?
Qin Huang, in particular, found this utterly unbelievable. He had absolute confidence in his own strength—that earlier strike would have forced even the four ancestors of Qifeng Valley to defend with their full power. Even then, those old monsters wouldn’t have walked away unscathed.
Yet this young man before him, merely at the first level of the Golden Immortal Realm, had emerged without a scratch?
The four ancestors of Qifeng Valley were equally stunned. Not only was Chen Chang'an's medical skill extraordinary, but his combat prowess was also this monstrous?
"Who are you?" Qin Huang frowned.
"These are my patients. A healer's heart is like that of a parent."
"They are all my children."
"How could I stand by and watch my children suffer?"
"Right, you all?"
Chen Chang'an glanced back at the four ancestors, who, momentarily caught off guard, nodded earnestly. But then it struck them—wasn’t Chen Chang'an implying he was their father?
"I don’t care who you are."
"Let me make this clear—this is between us. It has nothing to do with you."
"If you insist on interfering, think carefully."
"Our Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty is not to be trifled with."
Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty?
Never heard of it. Was there such a faction in the Liuyun Domain?
"The Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty isn’t from the Liuyun Domain. Their strength is formidable—they already had five Immortal Emperor-level experts in the past."
Seeing that Chen Chang'an seemed unfamiliar with the name, the He Family's Ancestor offered an explanation.
Not from the Liuyun Domain? No wonder he hadn’t heard of them.
"Divine Physician, this matter has nothing to do with you. You should leave."
"That’s right. The Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty is too powerful. There’s no need to provoke them for our sake."
"We’ll never be able to repay your kindness in this lifetime."
Though the earlier scene had been shocking, the four ancestors still didn’t believe Chen Chang'an could stand against the Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty. After all, they didn’t just have Immortal Emperors—they boasted countless Immortal Kings and other formidable experts.
Chen Chang'an was only at the Golden Immortal Realm. No matter how monstrous his talent, he couldn’t possibly oppose the Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty.
Hearing their words, Chen Chang'an didn’t leave. Instead, he smiled faintly.
"Oh, by the way, I’ve found the source of the strange illness here."
"From now on, it shouldn’t reappear."
This should have been joyous news, yet the four ancestors couldn’t muster even a hint of a smile. The illness might be gone, but with enemies at their doorstep, their fate would only be worse.
"Brat, do you truly disregard our Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty?"
"Don’t think that just because you somehow blocked my attack, you can look down on everything."
"Do you think you can block a second one?"
Qin Huang’s expression darkened. He never imagined a mere Golden Immortal junior would dare ignore him.
Without hesitation, Qin Huang struck again, causing the four ancestors to pale.
Yet Chen Chang'an remained utterly calm, his gaze fixed on Qin Huang without the slightest ripple of emotion.
Boom!
Another deafening explosion erupted, its terrifying force threatening to flatten all of Qifeng Valley.
"Impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Qin Huang stared in disbelief.
Unharmed again?
This time, he had seen it clearly—his attack had landed squarely on Chen Chang'an. Yet the result was something he couldn’t accept.
Even Qin Yuxuan, who had been composed until now, was shaken. He never expected to encounter someone so troublesome this time.
"Having fun?"
"Enjoying yourself?"
"You’ve hit me twice now."
"Isn’t it… my turn?" Chen Chang'an asked with a faint smile.
Qin Huang glared at him coldly. "Even if you can block my attacks, I refuse to believe you have the power to—"
Before he could finish, Chen Chang'an appeared right before him.
How could a first-level Golden Immortal exude such terrifying pressure?
Facing Chen Chang'an’s aura, Qin Huang felt as though he wasn’t confronting a Golden Immortal at all, but a peer—an Immortal King no weaker than himself!
What terrified him most was that he hadn’t even noticed Chen Chang'an’s movement. It was as if he had… materialized out of thin air!
What kind of speed could achieve that?
Before Qin Huang could react, his body was already sent flying backward.
In the blink of an eye, he had been hurled thousands of kilometers away, blood spraying from his mouth.
Before he could steady himself, a chill ran down his spine—Chen Chang'an’s presence had appeared behind him.
Without even a chance to turn, Qin Huang was sent flying forward again, his consciousness fading.
"Imperial Uncle!"
In mere moments, Qin Huang was back at the entrance of Qifeng Valley—but now, the once-arrogant man was a bloodied wreck, barely breathing.
Qin Yuxuan’s heart pounded. Qin Huang was an eighth-level Immortal King, yet he had been crushed so easily? And so thoroughly?
"This…"
"He’s this strong?"
The four ancestors of Qifeng Valley were dumbfounded. Chen Chang'an’s strength had completely surpassed their imagination.
Was he at the peak of the Immortal King Realm? Half-step Immortal Emperor? Or… an actual Immortal Emperor?
When Chen Chang'an reappeared, the way everyone looked at him had changed.
Especially the Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty’s forces. With Qin Huang’s defeat, their lives now rested in this young man’s hands.
"Divine Physician, are you… an Immortal Emperor?" the He Family's Ancestor asked in shock.
"Not at all. First-level Golden Immortal, through and through."
A genuine first-level Golden Immortal? What kind of joke was this? Since when could a Golden Immortal thrash an Immortal King?
Chen Chang'an glanced at the fallen Qin Huang and smiled faintly.
"You hit me twice. I hit you twice. Fair and square. We’re even."
Fair and square?
How was this fair?
Qin Yuxuan’s gaze turned icy. "If anything happens to my Imperial Uncle, the Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty will never let you go!"
Never let me go?
Chen Chang'an chuckled. "Don’t worry. I have a very precise sense of control."
Hm?
What did that mean?
For a moment, Qin Yuxuan felt a flicker of relief. Did this mean Chen Chang'an had held back out of fear for the Sheng Yuan Immortal Dynasty’s might?
"Then you’d better—"
"Rest assured. He definitely won’t survive."
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?
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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?!
