Seven days!
They still have to eat for seven more days?
How am I supposed to survive these seven days?
The Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan leader was now filled with regret—why had he ever uttered those two words, "eat your fill"?
"Would you like to join us for some food and drink?"
"Don’t be shy, we’re practically family."
"Don’t worry, I won’t charge you extra."
Huh?
What the hell does that mean?
You actually thought about charging me?
Have you no shame? This is all our Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan’s resources, and you dare think about charging?
He had seen shameless people before, but never someone this shameless!
The Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan leader wished he could devour Chen Chang'an alive. But after living for so many years, he could still endure this minor humiliation.
"I won’t disturb you any longer. I have matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave."
"Oh? You’re busy? Then go ahead, but don’t forget to restock. This little bit of food will be gone in no time."
Hearing this, the clan leader gritted his teeth in frustration, yet he forced a stiff smile and nodded at Chen Chang'an.
"Eat up!"
"May you choke on it, you bastard."
"May you burst from overeating!"
The Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan leader could only silently curse Chen Chang'an in his heart—there was nothing else he could do.
As a mighty Immortal Emperor and the leader of the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan, when had he ever suffered such indignity?
After days of anxious waiting, the day Chen Chang'an was finally leaving had arrived.
Bliss!
Pure bliss!
Not just the clan leader, but the entire Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan felt an indescribable sense of relief and comfort.
"Big brother, I never expected the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan to be so hospitable. Even though we didn’t stay long, they were truly wonderful."
"Look, they’re even crying because they don’t want us to leave," Da Huang said emotionally.
"Yeah, it really moves me too."
"Such a pure and kind-hearted clan, the Nine-Tailed Divine Foxes."
"They’re crying so sorrowfully—maybe we should stay a little longer—"
"Ahem!"
"Ah, Young Master Chen, let’s head to the Sacred Qilin Heaven first. We shouldn’t delay your important business, right?"
"Come, come, I’ll take you there myself."
Chen Chang'an’s words nearly made the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan leader faint on the spot. Stay longer? If they lingered any more, the clan would be eaten into poverty!
"A teleportation array?"
"You have a teleportation array connected to the Qilin clan?"
"Can teleportation arrays even link different blessed realms?"
During his stay, Chen Chang'an had learned that Qingxuan Heaven and Sacred Qilin Heaven weren’t too far apart. With an Immortal Emperor leading the way, it would only take about half a month to travel between them.
But to his surprise, the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan leader brought them straight to a teleportation array. What was this? Couldn’t they wait even a moment longer to send them away?
"This teleportation array was established with great effort many years ago."
"It was meant as a contingency, ensuring both sides had a backup plan in case of emergencies."
"This array is rarely activated."
"The last time it was used was probably over ten million years ago."
"You are honored guests, so naturally, you deserve the finest treatment," the clan leader said with a smile.
Yet after finishing his explanation, he was met with skeptical looks from Chen Chang'an and the others. Was it really just because they were honored guests?
"This is the absolute truth."
"Not a single word is false."
"It’s solely because you are honored guests."
"No other reason."
Chen Chang'an smirked. "I didn’t say anything. Why are you explaining?"
"Did I explain?"
"I just didn’t want you to misunderstand."
"Ahem, anyway, I’ll activate the array now. You can head straight through."
"You’re not coming with us?"
"I… I’m a bit tired."
"Alright."
Without another word, the clan leader activated the teleportation array. Watching as Chen Chang'an and the others stepped inside, he finally let out a long sigh of relief.
"Come visit again sometime!"
Slap!
The moment the words left his mouth, the clan leader slapped himself without hesitation.
Stupid mouth.
"Oh? What was that for?" Chen Chang'an teased.
"Nothing, just… a mosquito."
"Ahem, yes, a mosquito."
The awkwardness of the explanation was almost painful, but Chen Chang'an just chuckled and said nothing more.
This was Qingxuan Heaven—since when were there mosquitoes here? Couldn’t even come up with a decent lie.
"Big brother, these beast clans really aren’t the brightest, huh?"
"Yeah, pretty average."
"Wait, aren’t you a beast clan too?"
"That’s different. I’m worldly and wise—a model among beast clans!"
As they stepped into the teleportation array, Chen Chang'an and the others vanished without a trace. Only after the array completely closed did the clan leader truly relax.
"They’re gone!"
"Those ancestors are finally gone!"
"Should I… permanently shut down this teleportation array?"
The clan leader considered it—to prevent Chen Chang'an from ever returning, it might be necessary to dismantle the array entirely.
"Never mind. Not worth the cost."
Meanwhile, on the other side, Chen Chang'an and the others arrived directly in the territory of the Qilin clan—Sacred Qilin Heaven.
Sensing the familiar aura of other Qilin, Da Huang grew excited.
Home!
Finally home!
They’re all family here!
"Da Huang, are you really going to meet your kin looking like that?" Chen Chang'an asked.
Looking like this?
Da Huang suddenly remembered—he was still in his dog form. With a grin, he immediately revealed his true body.
The moment Da Huang’s true form appeared, the entire atmosphere of Sacred Qilin Heaven seemed to shift.
Originally, only a few auras had been approaching, but now, it felt like every single Qilin in Sacred Qilin Heaven was rushing toward them.
"Big brother, did the Nine-Tailed Divine Fox clan leader notify them?"
"Are they coming to welcome us?" Da Huang asked curiously.
Logically, activating the teleportation array would cause energy fluctuations, so it wasn’t surprising that someone would come to investigate. The earlier auras were likely just scouts.
But the moment Da Huang revealed his true form, Chen Chang'an realized something was different.
These Qilin… were coming for Da Huang.
"Da Huang!"
"They’re definitely coming for you."
"Kid… are you really just an ordinary Qilin with royal bloodline?" Chen Chang'an asked curiously.
"How would I know? Wasn’t that what your master said?"
Da Huang was just as baffled. Could it be… he had another identity?
Was he… the Qilin King?

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."