Chen Chang'an didn't want to beat around the bush or take unnecessary detours. The best approach was to head to the nearest location first.
However, among the four possible destinations, he wasn’t entirely sure which one was closest.
"Speak up."
"Aren’t you usually quick with your words?"
"Why aren’t you jumping to answer this time?" Da Huang teased the little earthworm, unable to resist poking fun.
"I don’t know," the earthworm replied gloomily, shaking its head.
"Didn’t think so. Step aside then—it’s my turn to shine," Da Huang said smugly.
"Alright, Brother Da Huang, the floor is yours."
Da Huang cleared his throat, looking at Chen Chang'an with a proud grin.
"Spit it out, or I’ll kick you."
"Ahem!"
"Brother, you’re really not giving me any face here."
"The closest place from here should be the Ye Family, followed by the Mu Family."
"The dragon and phoenix clans live in the most remote regions, barely interacting with humans."
Unlike the Qilin clan, which maintained good relations with humans—especially given their proximity—the dragon and phoenix clans kept their distance.
In fact, the Qilin clan had friendly ties with both the Ye and Mu Families.
Otherwise, Mu Tianye wouldn’t have thought to send Mu Yunyao to the Tai Xuan Realm accompanied by a qilin.
It wasn’t just for companionship—it was more like assigning her a powerful ally.
After all, in the Tai Xuan Realm, Da Huang was considered the strongest after Mu Yunyao, though he was too lazy to intervene most of the time.
"Then let’s head to the Ye Family first."
"Da Huang, do you know the way this time?" Chen Chang'an asked.
"I do."
"Brother, don’t worry. My inherited memories won’t fail me again."
"Good. Then let’s set off—first stop, the Ye Family!"
"Wait, brother, take this."
With that, Da Huang tossed a spatial ring toward Chen Chang'an.
Seeing the ring, Chen Chang'an smirked.
After all this time together, Da Huang still knew him well.
"Did you get this from the Qilin clan?" Chen Chang'an asked with a chuckle.
"I’m their Sacred Lord. It’s only right they show me some respect," Da Huang replied smugly.
"Good job."
"Let’s move!"
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Ye Family
"Beixuan, the Ye Family is now shrouded in hidden turmoil. A crisis is looming."
"You are a rare genius of our family. You must not come to harm."
"Remember—as long as you live, the Ye Family will have hope of resurgence."
"No matter what happens in the future, do not interfere. Do not involve yourself."
After leaving the Liuyun Domain, Ye Beixuan had returned to the Ye Family, intending to seclude himself and break through to the Immortal Emperor realm.
But just as he succeeded and before he could even celebrate, the family’s patriarch summoned him and delivered this ominous warning, leaving him stunned.
A crisis for the Ye Family?
The Ye Family was one of the Nine Great Immortal Clans—ranked among the top three, no less. How could such a thing happen?
"Patriarch, who dares move against our family?"
"With our strength, can we not face this threat?" Ye Beixuan frowned.
"Don’t ask."
"Just remember—survive at all costs."
"Find Chen Chang'an. Staying by his side may be your only chance." The patriarch’s expression was grave.
Find Chen Chang'an?
The Ancient Immortal Domain was vast, and they had been separated for nearly twenty years. Where could he even begin searching?
And why would being with Chen Chang'an offer a chance of survival? Did the patriarch hold him in such high regard?
"Patriarch, what exactly is going to happen to the Ye Family?"
"How can I leave without knowing? How can I just… abandon everyone?"
"I am part of this family. I want to stand and fight with them!" Ye Beixuan said firmly.
The patriarch looked at him with approval but ultimately shook his head helplessly.
"Beixuan, your loyalty is understood—by me and by everyone else."
"But what can you do at your current strength?"
"No one will blame you for leaving."
"Again—your survival means the Ye Family’s revival."
"Take this. It contains all of the family’s accumulated resources."
"No matter what you hear in the future, ignore it."
"Do you understand?" the patriarch said sternly.
"Patriarch!"
"Can’t you at least tell me what’s coming?" Ye Beixuan pressed, unwilling to accept this.
"You’ll know in time."
"Go. Now."
"Any delay could be disastrous."
Seeing the patriarch’s resolve, Ye Beixuan knew arguing was pointless. Staying would only be futile.
But could he really just flee and hide like a coward?
No.
He had to find a way to save the Ye Family.
Seek help?
From whom?
The Mu Family? The Wang Family? The Lin or Huo Families?
Though Ye Beixuan had good relations with the heirs of the other eight clans, would they truly intervene in such a crisis?
If they wouldn’t, why hadn’t the patriarch sought their aid?
Ye Beixuan’s mind was a tangled mess, unable to think clearly.
He barely even remembered how he left the Ye Family grounds.
"The world is vast… but where do I go?"
"What kind of calamity is the Ye Family facing?"
"Chen Chang'an… where are you now?"
With a heavy sigh, Ye Beixuan could only take things one step at a time while searching for news of Chen Chang'an.
Meanwhile, Chen Chang'an, en route to the Ye Family, was far more relaxed.
"What’s this?"
"Food. Something to eat."
"And this?"
"Jewelry. Women wear it."
"What about that place over there?"
"Oh, that one I know—it’s a brothel. For… entertainment."
Chen Qingqing was experiencing the Ancient Immortal Domain’s human world for the first time.
Chen Chang'an had deliberately chosen a large city to broaden her horizons, and she was like an eager child, fascinated by everything.
"It feels… nice."
"That jewelry is beautiful. How do I get it?" Chen Qingqing pointed at a hairpin on a vendor’s stall.
"Hahaha!"
"You like it?"
"That’s easy—I’ll buy the whole stall. Pick whatever you want."
The sudden voice made Chen Qingqing frown—it wasn’t Chen Chang'an speaking.
"Sigh."
"Knew having a beauty around would bring trouble," Chen Chang'an muttered in resignation.
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!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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?!
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?"
