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?"
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!
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?!
iaobai: "Councilor Dad, front me some funds. I want to hire ten thousand professional miners for a project!" [Five-Star Mission Issued: Capture the leader of the Blood Heaven Pirate Gang, who is on the run in the Radiant Star Sector. It is said the gang has over a hundred members. Proceed with caution.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, lend me the family's hundred-thousand-strong Lu Army!" [Seven-Star Mission Issued: Subdue a juvenile Void Dragon Beast.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, I'm taking your tamed Void Dragon Beast King out for a family reunion!" I said, System, don't you have any slightly more challenging missions? You're just not up to par! [Nine-Star Mission Issued: Become the Human Councilor.] Lu Xiaobai: "Dad, there's a small matter I'd like to discuss with you..."
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)
