Chen Chang'an stretched out his arms, ready to receive the Tree God's gratitude.
However, the Tree God seemed puzzled by his gesture.
"What are you doing?"
"Sit down."
Huh?
She wants me to sit?
Is this her preferred position?
Wow!
Who would’ve thought the Tree God, who appears so elegant and refined, could be so bold and forward.
Without hesitation, Chen Chang'an sat cross-legged on the ground and said, "Alright, I'm ready."
"Prepare yourself mentally. It might hurt a little."
Hurt?
Who’s going to hurt?
"Will it hurt you or me?"
Chen Chang'an's question left the Tree God utterly confused. Frowning, she replied, "Of course you! Why would it be me?"
"Why are you speaking so strangely today?"
Strange?
Wasn’t this a normal conversation?
"Fine, fine, it doesn’t matter who hurts. Happiness belongs to everyone."
"Alright, let’s—"
"Holy crap!"
Before Chen Chang'an could finish, countless roots burst from the ground, tightly wrapping around him.
Despite his incredibly robust physique—one that even a Celestial Emperor couldn’t harm—he actually felt a faint sting of pain.
Pain?
He could actually feel pain?
As the discomfort spread, an incredibly pure energy surged into his body at an astonishing speed.
"What… what kind of energy is this?"
Seeing that Chen Chang'an could still speak normally, the Tree God was astonished. "You’re not in pain?"
"It hurts, but… it’s bearable. Just a brief sting, then it’s gone."
Just one sting? How is his body so strong?
The Tree God was amazed by Chen Chang'an’s resilience but quickly composed herself.
For someone at the peak of the Celestial Immortal Realm to comprehend the profound power of Life Origin—this man was anything but ordinary.
"What I’m giving you now is the Primordial Force of the Ancient Immortal Realm."
"With this power, your cultivation speed within the Ancient Immortal Realm will be tens of thousands of times faster than others."
"Moreover, your strength will also increase—anywhere within this realm, your power will multiply by ten to a hundredfold."
Hearing this, Chen Chang'an’s face lit up with joy. He was already a fast cultivator, but now, with an additional ten-thousandfold boost? And his combat prowess would skyrocket too?
"So this is the Primordial Force of the world?"
"Won’t giving this to me affect you?" Chen Chang'an asked, frowning.
"It will."
"But if not for you, I might not have survived. In that case, the Primordial Force within me would have vanished anyway."
"So, it’s only right to give it to you."
"However, from now on, I’ll no longer possess infinite longevity."
The Tree God had coexisted with the Ancient Immortal Realm since its inception, sharing a portion of its Primordial Force. This bond tied her fate to the realm itself.
Originally, as long as the Ancient Immortal Realm endured, so would she—immortal and unaging.
But in the world’s early days, she had suffered irreparable damage protecting it, injuring her Life Origin beyond repair, even with the Primordial Force’s power.
"What will you do now?" Chen Chang'an asked, concerned.
"I’ll just follow you."
"After all, your Life Origin energy can sustain me."
Follow him?
Chen Chang'an never expected this—was she really latching onto him?
"How strong are you?" he asked curiously.
"How strong?"
"I’m not sure, but within the Ancient Immortal Realm, I doubt anyone can rival me."
"With one condition."
"That my lifespan remains sufficient."
Sufficient lifespan?
Did that mean every time she fought, she burned through her own life force?
Talk about a double-edged sword—winning battles at the cost of her vitality.
"But with you around, I won’t have to worry about lifespan."
"You can replenish it for me anytime."
Great.
Now he was her personal life-support system.
Still, having such a powerful ally—and a stunningly beautiful one at that—wasn’t a bad deal.
As Chen Chang'an pondered this, the roots wrapped around him suddenly vanished.
He shook his head, slightly disappointed. He’d hoped for something more… intimate, but it ended up being purely transactional.
"You seem disappointed."
"Don’t you like my gift?" the Tree God asked, puzzled.
"I do, but… it’d be even better with something extra."
Extra? Like what?
Seeing her clueless expression, Chen Chang'an coughed lightly and said, "Never mind. I’d like to cultivate for a bit and test the effects."
"Very well."
The Tree God nodded, and Chen Chang'an began meditating within her mystical space.
Ten Years Later
"HAHAHAHA!"
"Big bro, I’ve completed the inheritance!"
"Big bro…"
"Huh? Where’s big bro?"
Da Huang had just finished the Kirin Clan’s heritage ritual and was eager to show off to Chen Chang'an—only to find him gone.
"Little worm, Yi Tuo, where’s big bro?" Da Huang asked in shock.
"He left."
Left?
Da Huang couldn’t believe it. The realization hit him hard, and his excitement instantly deflated.
Had Chen Chang'an abandoned him?
Did big bro not want him anymore?
"Da Huang, your power… it’s increased?" the little dragon asked, astonished.
"Yeah, it has," Da Huang muttered listlessly.
"You’re already at the peak of the Immortal Emperor Realm?"
"That’s insanely fast! Only ten years!"
"How is this possible?"
The little dragon couldn’t comprehend how Da Huang had progressed so rapidly.
"I merged with something that originally belonged to me."
"It’s not cultivation—more like recovery."
"From now on, my strength will naturally restore itself over time, and the progress will be swift."
"By the way, why did big bro leave?"
"The Pure Sea."
Hearing those words, Da Huang finally understood—Chen Chang'an must have left early to deal with the Tree God’s matter.
"He still hasn’t returned after all this time?"
"Yeah, it’s been too long. At his speed, he should’ve been back ages ago."
"Let’s go find him."
"What? You’re leaving now?"
"Why not?"
"You’re the Kirin Clan’s Holy Lord now. Shouldn’t you stay longer?"
"Who cares about being Holy Lord? Big bro’s way more important."
"Let’s move!"
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?!
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?
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!
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
