Within the barrier, Chen Chang'an stared at the dark, oval-shaped object standing about his height, lost in deep thought.
Is this a treasure?
How the hell does this look like a treasure?
For this worthless thing, the Sacred Yuan Immortal Dynasty massacred the four families of the different-surnamed kings?
"Da Huang, you—"
Chen Chang'an instinctively wanted Da Huang to take a look, figuring out what this thing was. After all, Da Huang's inherited memories needed to be triggered bit by bit.
But when he turned around, he realized Da Huang wasn’t by his side—still trapped outside the barrier.
"Big bro, what’s up? What’s up?"
Da Huang was hopping anxiously, itching to rush in and see what the treasure was.
"Hey, don’t just stand there! Hurry up and open the barrier!"
"My big bro can go in, but we can’t!"
"Move it!" Da Huang urged impatiently.
Under Da Huang’s relentless prodding, the He Family's Ancestor and the others finally snapped out of it and quickly opened the barrier.
"Big bro, what the hell is this?" Da Huang charged in excitedly.
"I was just about to ask you the same thing."
"How would I know? I’ve never seen anything like it."
"Do you guys know?"
Chen Chang'an turned to the four ancestors of Qifeng Valley, hoping for an answer. But to his surprise, the four shook their heads in confusion.
"To be honest, we don’t know either."
"We’re not really sure about this thing."
"For us, it’s the disaster that brought us to this state—not some treasure."
"The only reason we kept it was because our families paid a terrible price for it. If we just threw it away, it’d be an insult to the blood our ancestors shed."
"But what it actually is… only the ancestors from back then knew. They never told us."
"I suspect… in the Sacred Yuan Immortal Dynasty, the only one who knows the truth is probably Qin Shengtian."
Hearing this, Chen Chang'an couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. "So, you just handed this useless thing over to me?"
His words made the four ancestors scratch their heads awkwardly. But the truth was, they had nothing else of value to offer.
"Big bro, I think I know what this thing is."
"Except… something’s off."
After racking his brain, Da Huang suddenly brightened, looking at Chen Chang'an excitedly.
"Da Huang, you’re the man."
"Outstanding."
Chen Chang'an didn’t hold back his praise, giving Da Huang a thumbs-up.
Faced with the compliment, Da Huang wagged his tail smugly, even throwing a challenging glance at Yi Tuo.
"Alright, stop showing off."
"Just tell me—what the hell is this thing?" Chen Chang'an pressed.
"Big bro, this is a dragon egg!"
"Your ancestors were absolute madmen! They actually stole a dragon egg?"
"No wonder they never told you what it was. If word got out, the dragon race would never let this go."
Da Huang’s words left not just the four ancestors of Qifeng Valley stunned—even Chen Chang'an was speechless.
Damn, a dragon egg?
But that doesn’t make sense. Even if the ancestors of these four families were Immortal Emperor-level powerers back then, they wouldn’t have the guts to sneak into dragon territory and steal an egg, would they?
Chen Chang'an wasn’t too familiar with the Ancient Immortal Realm, but he knew the dragons had their own domain. They rarely ventured out and were fiercely united.
The strongest among them were at the Immortal Emperor level. No ordinary person would dare cause trouble in dragon territory.
"What the hell did your ancestors do back then?"
"Did they really barge into dragon territory?" Chen Chang'an asked in disbelief.
"We… we really don’t know."
"If we’d known this was a dragon egg, we’d have tossed it long ago. Keeping it around is just asking for trouble!"
"Wait, this can’t be a dragon egg, right? If it is, how hasn’t it hatched after all these years?"
"We’ve been hiding in Liuyun Domain for nearly a million years. After a million years, it should’ve hatched by now!"
The four ancestors of Qifeng Valley were completely baffled. Something felt off—if this was a dragon egg, why hadn’t a dragon hatched from it?
"Da Huang, when you said something was off earlier, were you talking about the fact that it hasn’t hatched?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"Exactly."
"From what I remember, dragon eggs take a long time to hatch—up to ten thousand years, maybe even tens of thousands in rare cases."
"But nearly a million years without hatching? That’s unheard of."
"And the weirdest part is, big bro—can you sense any aura or signs of life inside this egg?"
"I’ve been staring at it, and this thing might as well be a rock." Da Huang frowned at the egg.
"Could it be… that the baby dragon inside died after they stole it?" Chen Chang'an suggested.
Died?
It was possible, but not very likely.
Dragon eggs had incredibly tough shells—a natural defense mechanism. Ordinary people couldn’t crack them open.
Plus, the moment a dragon egg was laid, the dragon race would place all sorts of protective enchantments and restrictions on it.
After all, dragon reproduction was ten thousand times harder than humans’. They treasured every chance to reproduce and guarded every egg fiercely.
That was why Da Huang couldn’t wrap his head around how this egg had been stolen in the first place.
"Big bro, maybe there’s some kind of restriction hiding the egg’s aura."
"But the fact that it hasn’t hatched… I still can’t figure that out."
"After nearly a million years, has it really turned into a damn rock?" Da Huang muttered.
At first, Chen Chang'an had been thrilled—who’d have thought Qifeng Valley would hold such an unexpected find? But now, it turned out to be a massive headache.
It wasn’t that Chen Chang'an feared the dragon race, but no one wanted to make unnecessary enemies.
This thing was a hot potato.
"Big bro, what if… you try hatching it?" Yi Tuo chimed in.
Hatch it?
How the hell was he supposed to do that? Was he supposed to sit on it like a hen?
"Big bro, don’t you have the power of Life Laws?"
"Maybe give it a shot?" Da Huang transmitted mentally.
The power of Life Laws?
Would that actually work?
Chen Chang'an wasn’t sure, but he was willing to try. If it succeeded, this could be a golden opportunity—a chance to earn the dragon race’s favor.
Without wasting another word, Chen Chang'an placed his left hand on the dragon egg and channeled a surge of powerful life force into it.
As time passed, Chen Chang'an and the others suddenly felt a jolt in their hearts.
It was reacting!
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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?!
