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!"
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?
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."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
