"Brother Chen!"
"In my life, Ye Beixuan has never admired anyone."
"But you—I am utterly convinced."
"Let me toast you."
"I like hearing that. Drink up."
"Brother Chen, I’ll toast you as well."
"Meeting someone like you is the honor of three lifetimes."
"Good, I like that too. Let’s drink."
"Brother Chen, then I also—"
"As long as the words are sweet, the drinks won’t stop."
"Brother Chen..."
Chen Chang'an basked in the flattery, the sensation utterly intoxicating.
After all, those praising him weren’t mere commoners but peerless prodigies from the Nine Great Immortal Clans.
To have them all singing his praises—how many in this world could claim such an honor?
At another table, Da Huang and the other two were eating heartily. Yi Tuo glanced at Chen Chang'an’s situation and whispered, "Big Bro’s into this kind of thing?"
"Ah, let him enjoy it. It’s rare for so many to praise him."
"Let’s not mind him—just eat and drink."
"Look at Little Qiu, he’s just eating and drinking, not saying a word."
From start to finish, Little Qiu never spoke a word, burying himself in the feast. Half the table’s dishes and wine had already vanished into him.
After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Chen Chang'an finally stopped the flattery.
"That’s enough. Do you even have any more words left?"
"Don’t force it—it’s getting awkward."
Hearing this, everyone secretly sighed in relief. This lord of theirs should’ve said so earlier! They’d run out of compliments long ago!
If he hadn’t been so fond of praise, would they have bothered spouting so many sweet words?
"Didn’t you want to tell me about your sister?"
"How’s she been lately?" Chen Chang'an asked Mu Yunhai.
At the mention of Mu Yunyao, Mu Yunhai’s expression turned serious, a trace of worry in his voice. "Brother-in-law, after hearing you became the top-ranked on the Heavenly Pride Leaderboard, my sister made a decision."
"A decision? What decision?"
Seeing Mu Yunhai’s expression, Chen Chang'an sensed this was no trivial matter.
"My sister went to the Immortal-Demon Secret Realm."
The Immortal-Demon Secret Realm?
The name was unfamiliar to Chen Chang'an, but Ye Beixuan and the others were stunned!
What kind of courage did it take to venture into the Immortal-Demon Secret Realm?
Ye Beixuan considered himself bold and fearless, yet the secret realm was a forbidden land he wouldn’t dare approach.
He’d even thought of waiting until he reached the Immortal Venerable realm, aiming for Immortal Emperor, before attempting to challenge it.
Yet Mu Yunhai’s sister had already gone?
"Your sister really entered the Immortal-Demon Secret Realm?"
"Why didn’t you stop her?"
"Did your father agree?" Ye Beixuan asked gravely.
"How could I stop her? Besides, my father said he respects her decision."
"But the consequences are hers to bear." Mu Yunhai smiled bitterly.
"That’s reckless. The Immortal-Demon Secret Realm is no joke—the chances of dying there are far too high." Su Wenqian frowned as well.
Seeing their reactions, Chen Chang'an understood—this secret realm was undoubtedly perilous.
But since Mu Yunyao chose to go, it was likely because it offered a path to great strength.
"If it’s her decision, I believe she’s weighed the risks."
"She went despite the danger because she doesn’t want to fall too far behind me."
"So I respect her choice." Chen Chang'an smiled faintly.
"Brother-in-law, aren’t you worried at all about my sister?" Mu Yunhai asked, surprised.
Worried?
Truthfully, Chen Chang'an couldn’t say he wasn’t concerned. But with the Wisdom Law, he could sense Mu Yunyao’s life wouldn’t be cut short so easily.
"I’ve divined your sister’s fate."
"Her life isn’t that brief."
"This trip to the secret realm will bring her great gains."
"Don’t worry." Chen Chang'an patted Mu Yunhai’s shoulder reassuringly.
Divined her fate?
Was… that reliable?
While divination arts did exist, no one could guarantee their accuracy.
After all, man proposed, but heaven disposed—accidents could still happen.
"Brother-in-law, you can do that?"
"Is it trustworthy?" Mu Yunhai asked skeptically.
"Of course it is."
"Rest easy."
Seeing Chen Chang'an’s confidence, Mu Yunhai felt somewhat reassured, though he still harbored doubts.
"Brother Chen, what are your plans next?"
"Will you go out to train?"
"Or something else?" Ye Beixuan asked curiously.
Plans?
Naturally, it was to search for Law Fragments—but that wasn’t something he could share.
"I’ll train for a while."
"By the way, have any of you seen this before?"
With that, Chen Chang'an projected an image of a Law Fragment for Ye Beixuan and the others to examine.
As descendants of the Nine Great Immortal Clans, perhaps Chen Tian had left such a thing with one of them.
"What is this?"
"It looks like some kind of fragment?"
"Is it a treasure?"
"I’ve never seen such a peculiar artifact."
"Brother Chen, what is this?"
Seeing their confusion, Chen Chang'an sighed.
"It’s something I need."
"If any of you find it in the future, please notify me."
"There’ll be a generous reward."
With Chen Chang'an’s request, the others readily agreed.
Just then, Da Huang approached. "Big Bro, we’re done eating. We’ll head out first."
Chen Chang'an glanced at him and nodded.
After Da Huang and the other two left, Chen Chang'an and the group chatted a while longer before wrapping up.
"You all go ahead. I’ll settle the bill."
"Today was enjoyable—no one argue with me."
"This tab is mine."
Su Wenqian was generous, insisting Chen Chang'an and the others leave while he handled the payment.
They nodded, naturally accepting his kindness.
"Proprietor, how much in spirit stones?"
"Young Master Su, the total is 3.2 million mid-grade immortal spirit stones."
Huh?
How much?
3.2 million?
Damn, are you running a scam here?
"Proprietor, you’ve got some nerve."
"Do you not know who I am?" Su Wenqian’s voice turned icy.
"Young Master Su, of course I know who you are."
"You’ve been here often lately."
"Then how dare you charge so much?"
"But… your group really did consume this much."
"Nonsense! I’ve been here before. I know how much we ate—it couldn’t possibly cost this much!"
Hearing this, the proprietor sighed helplessly.
"That dog with your group… it took a portion to-go when it left."
What?
The dog took it to-go?
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
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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?!
