As expected, it was in the hands of the Qilin clan.
Chen Chang'an had suspected that this item would likely be held by one of the top-tier powerhouses, which was why he had chosen to visit the Qilin clan first.
On one hand, he wanted Da Huang to return and see if there would be any gains. On the other hand, he also wanted to gather information about the fragments of the Laws.
"Do you know I’ve been searching for this?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"I do."
"And it seems that aside from you, no one else can use it."
"This thing was originally called the Fragment of the Law of Life."
"You’ve already comprehended the power of the Laws?" The Qilin clan leader asked in astonishment.
Chen Chang'an didn’t hide it and nodded. Comprehending the power of the Laws wasn’t something that needed to be kept secret.
"So, do you know the whereabouts of the other Law fragments?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"I do."
It actually knew the locations of the other Law fragments?
This news brought Chen Chang'an immense joy. Now, he wouldn’t have to wander around aimlessly like a headless fly.
"Where are they?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"I have one here. The Dragon and Phoenix clans each have one as well."
Chen Chang'an had only found three Law fragments so far. Including those from the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin clans, that made six—still three short.
"That’s it?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"I also know the Mu Family has one, and the Ye Family seems to have one as well."
"That’s all I know. Isn’t this the complete set?" the Qilin clan leader asked.
The Mu and Ye Families also had them? Why did Mu Yunhai and Ye Beixuan claim they’d never seen them?
Was it because these items had been kept hidden, not even disclosed to their own clansmen?
Most importantly, why was one still missing?
"There’s indeed one missing."
"It seems I’ll have to search for that one myself."
"But with these clues, it’ll save me a lot of trouble."
"The Dragon and Phoenix clans, as well as the Mu and Ye Families—looks like I’ll have to visit them all."
"By the way, how did these things end up in your possession?" Chen Chang'an asked curiously.
"Someone entrusted them to us for safekeeping."
Someone entrusted them to you?
Chen Tian?
"Chen Tian?"
"Yes, it was him."
"Chen Tian was an extraordinary man. Before you, none of us had ever imagined someone so outstanding could appear."
"His cultivation progressed rapidly, and his strength was immense. From the moment he appeared to the time he conquered the entire Ancient Immortal Domain, it took him only a few hundred years."
"You must understand—this is the Ancient Immortal Domain. For ordinary people, even a few hundred years wouldn’t bring much progress in cultivation. Yet, he reached the pinnacle of this world."
"But his appearance seemed to serve a purpose. Once that purpose was fulfilled, he vanished without a trace."
"Since then, no one has heard any news about him." The Qilin clan leader sighed.
As for Chen Tian, Chen Chang'an’s feelings were complicated. They weren’t exactly friends, but they weren’t enemies either.
Yet, the reason Chen Tian appeared here was likely related to him.
Who was he? Why did he do this?
What exactly was his connection to Chen Chang'an?
According to Chen Tian, only by standing at the peak of the Ancient Immortal Domain would Chen Chang'an have the chance to uncover his own secrets.
And even then, it was merely a chance—nothing more.
Could it be that the future Hu Tianjiao had foreseen was truly caused by him?
Chen Chang'an took the Law fragment from the Qilin clan leader without hesitation and immediately fused it with himself.
As the fragment merged into his body, Chen Chang'an felt the power of the Law of Life within him finally break free of all restrictions.
"How long will your Holy Master take to complete the inheritance?"
"It’s hard to say—maybe a few years, or even decades. Why do you ask?"
"No reason."
It would take that long? Chen Chang'an had promised the Tree God to return within ten years. If he waited for Da Huang, he might not make it in time.
"Yi Tuo, Little Earthworm, you two stay here and wait for Da Huang."
"I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving first."
Hearing this, Little Earthworm and Yi Tuo immediately understood what he was planning.
"Go ahead, Father. I’ll wait here for Brother Da Huang."
"By the way, will you come back?" Little Earthworm asked.
"That depends."
"If Da Huang finishes his inheritance first, come find me."
"Though I doubt he’ll be done that quickly."
After some thought, Chen Chang'an estimated that traveling to the Pure Sea and back would take about two or three years.
Whether Da Huang could complete his inheritance within that time was still uncertain.
"If I don’t return, come find me at the Pure Sea."
"If I do come back, we’ll figure it out then."
"Got it."
"But you’re leaving so soon? Shouldn’t we eat something first?"
Hearing Little Earthworm’s words, Chen Chang'an could only chuckle helplessly. This kid had truly learned to be mischievous.
"It’s fine. I might be back soon."
"Best not to delay and risk complications."
Chen Chang'an had come to the Qilin clan for two reasons—to find the Law fragment and to help Da Huang improve his strength.
Though he had just arrived, both objectives had been accomplished, so there was no need to linger further.
"You’re going to the Pure Sea?"
Upon hearing this, the Qilin clan leader seemed hesitant.
"What’s the matter?"
"We came here by passing through the Pure Sea. Is there a problem?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"The Pure Sea… For a very, very long time, no one has chosen to take that route."
"You actually came here through the Pure Sea?"
What did that mean?
Why would no one choose to travel through the Pure Sea?
"Is there something wrong with the Pure Sea?" Chen Chang'an frowned.
"It’s not exactly wrong, but there have been rumors."
"It’s said that something dangerous lurks within the Pure Sea."
"According to legend, an Immortal Venerable-level expert once died there, so people stopped taking that path."
"Why did you choose to come through the Pure Sea?" The Qilin clan leader asked in confusion.
Why?
Chen Chang'an glanced at Little Earthworm, who laughed awkwardly and said, "Father, I didn’t know about this either."
"But nothing happened to us, right? If anything, it was a blessing in disguise. Don’t you think?"
True, nothing had happened. But such misinformation couldn’t be allowed again.
"Father, I swear there won’t be a next time."
"Trust me." Little Earthworm said solemnly.
"Fine, I’ll let it slide this time."
"I’m leaving now."
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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."
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
