If he could possess a miniature world, then other powerful beings must have them as well. So, the Primordial Immortal Domain he currently resided in—was it an independently existing world, or a miniature world within the body of a powerful entity?
Chen Chang'an didn’t know the answer to this, and neither could Chen Qingqing provide a definitive explanation. After all, they were both inhabitants of this world, unable to uncover the truth of its existence.
Perhaps only when Chen Chang'an gained the ability to break free from the Primordial Immortal Domain would he truly understand whether it was an independent realm or merely a world within another being’s body.
"The Primordial Immortal Domain contains countless small worlds like the Profound Mystic Realm, all existing independently."
"If the world within me grows powerful enough to rival the Primordial Immortal Domain, will it also give birth to many small worlds like the Profound Mystic Realm?"
"This…"
Chen Chang'an didn’t know, and he was aware that no answers could be found at his current level.
"Enough, overthinking is pointless."
"When the time comes, I’ll know."
"Let’s just leave this place for now."
Chen Chang'an didn’t dwell on the matter any further. He was a lazy man by nature—if something couldn’t be figured out, he wouldn’t waste time on it.
"Big Bro’s aura!"
"Big Bro is still in the Pristine Sea!"
The moment Chen Chang'an and Chen Qingqing stepped out of the barrier, Da Huang and the other two, who had just arrived in the Pristine Sea, immediately sensed his presence.
Chen Chang'an felt them as well and flew straight toward their location.
When Da Huang saw Chen Chang'an, his face lit up with joy—until he noticed Chen Qingqing standing beside him. His expression froze.
"Big Bro!"
"I thought you left for some important matter!"
"I’ve been worried sick about your safety!"
"Turns out, you were out picking up girls?"
"How could you do this to me?" Da Huang fumed.
Huh?
What nonsense was this?
Even if he had been picking up girls—which he hadn’t—what business was it of Da Huang’s? Why was this guy acting so aggrieved?
"Are you out of your mind?"
"What does this have to do with you?" Chen Chang'an replied helplessly.
"Big Bro, has our bond weakened?"
"You’d abandon me for a… beautiful woman?"
"I—"
"Enough, stop spouting nonsense."
"You’re the Kirin Sovereign. What trouble could you possibly have in the Kirin Clan? Even if something happened, it’d be a good thing, wouldn’t it?"
"I was just in seclusion for a while. And let me introduce you—this is the Divine Tree, Chen Qingqing."
The Divine Tree?
So this was the Divine Tree?
Though they had suspected as much, only now, with Chen Chang'an’s introduction, did they confirm their guess.
Who would’ve thought the Divine Tree was a woman—and such a stunningly beautiful one at that!
"Big Bro, you really are the type to prioritize beauty over friendship," Da Huang grumbled.
Hearing this, Chen Chang'an pointed at Chen Qingqing and asked, "Tell me, shouldn’t I prioritize beauty over friendship?"
Huh?
That… was an irrefutable point.
"Well, if it were me, I’d do the same."
"Big Bro, I get it now."
"Hehehe, so gorgeous." Da Huang grinned foolishly.
"Alright, wipe your drool. You’re no match for her."
"Seems like you’ve made some decent progress—already at the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm?"
Da Huang puffed up with pride at Chen Chang'an’s words. "Big Bro, what do you think? Impressive, right?"
"Old Huang is making a comeback!"
"Let’s see who dares look down on me now."
"I’m a peak Immortal Emperor!"
Seeing Da Huang’s smug expression, Chen Chang'an understood. Ever since arriving in the Primordial Immortal Domain, Da Huang had been frustrated. Chen Chang'an was playing in the big leagues, while Da Huang had been reduced to a mere mascot.
"Didn’t you say you could take human form now?"
"Why are you still in this dog shape?" Chen Chang'an asked curiously.
"Force of habit."
"I’ll transform when the time comes." Da Huang smirked suggestively.
Meanwhile, Chen Qingqing studied the three of them before speaking. "Kirin Sovereign, Nine-Clawed Chaos Dragon… and this one—I can’t quite discern it. It’s not a living being but… energy?"
Da Huang and the others were stunned. How had Chen Qingqing so effortlessly identified them? This was unbelievable!
"How did you know?" Chen Chang'an asked, equally surprised.
"I told you before—at the dawn of creation, all life in the Primordial Immortal Domain benefited from my true form."
"In the beginning, my body nourished all living beings in this realm. The Kirin Sovereign was one of them, so of course I recognize it."
"As for the Nine-Clawed Chaos Dragon… you don’t belong to the Primordial Immortal Domain."
"And this one… I can sense it’s pure energy, but I don’t know what it is."
Chen Qingqing’s words left them all speechless.
Da Huang being recognized as the Kirin Sovereign was one thing, but what did she mean by the Nine-Clawed Chaos Dragon not belonging to the Primordial Immortal Domain?
As for Yi Tuo, the Ashen Lord, it was an anomaly born from the destruction of worlds—a mutated form of annihilation’s origin force. It made sense that Chen Qingqing couldn’t identify it.
But if she claimed the little serpent didn’t belong to the Primordial Immortal Domain, how had she recognized it?
"What do you mean I don’t belong to the Primordial Immortal Domain?"
"But I clearly exist here!" the little serpent protested.
"When the dragon race first emerged, the highest-ranking among them was the Six-Clawed Dragon God."
"Not even the Seven-Clawed Sacred Dragon ever appeared in the Primordial Immortal Domain."
"There’s no possibility of a Nine-Clawed Chaos Dragon being born among their descendants."
"So, you don’t belong here. As for why you’re in this realm, I don’t know."
"You likely originate from a higher-level world."
Hearing this explanation, the little serpent was dumbfounded. Its inherited memories contained no such information.
There wasn’t even any mention of it being a Chaos Dragon, despite its memories being intimately familiar with the Primordial Immortal Domain.
How could it be from a higher-level world?
"So, I wasn’t stolen from the dragon race—I was thrown down from a higher world?" The little serpent was utterly confused.
"You might find answers if you visit the dragon race and confirm whether you’re truly a descendant of the Primordial Immortal Domain’s dragons."
"There’s no point dwelling on it now."
"But… between the dragon race, the phoenix race, the Ye Family, and the Mu Family, which is closest from here?"
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."
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
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.”
