"I'll go first."
Before long, it was Chen Yunxuan and his group's turn. Gu Fengyao glanced at the previous challenger before stepping forward to the primary testing monument.
"Name: Gu Fengyao, Age: 130, Cultivation: First Level of Celestial Immortal Realm, Combat Power: 299,999 Stars, Result: Qualified."
Boom!
The moment Gu Fengyao's results were displayed, the entire testing hall erupted in chaos.
"130 years old?"
"First Level of Celestial Immortal Realm?"
"Combat power reaching 299,999 stars?"
"Is this a joke? That's practically peak-level Celestial Immortal combat power!"
"Damn, is she even human? How does one cultivate like this at 130? I hadn’t even reached the Quasi-Immortal Realm at that age!"
"Just one star short… just one star short of 300,000—the limit of the primary testing monument."
"Who would’ve thought that after Chen Chang'an, another monstrous genius would appear?"
"What’s going on with the Ancient Immortal Domain lately? Why are these freaks popping up everywhere?"
At this moment, the way everyone looked at Gu Fengyao had completely changed. She, too, was quite satisfied with her results.
"Do you still think you’re weak now?"
Hearing Gu Fengyao’s words, the previously defiant challenger flushed red with embarrassment. What terrible luck—to run into such a monstrous genius!
"I admit I’m no match for you, but what about them?"
"I refuse to believe they’re the same."
"Just because you have the right to say it doesn’t mean they do."
Gu Fengyao sneered. Among the five of them, she was actually the weakest.
"You mentioned earlier that the primary monument’s limit is 300,000 combat power?" Chen Yunxuan asked.
"That’s correct, 300,000."
"Alright, then I suppose we should head to the intermediate testing monument instead."
Huh?
What did that mean?
Were they implying… that the primary monument couldn’t even measure their strength?
Holy shit!
No way!
Were they about to witness multiple monstrous geniuses at once?
"Go ahead and test. We can wait."
The intermediate testing monument area wasn’t crowded to begin with, but now, everyone was too curious to see if these individuals were as freakish as Gu Fengyao, so they cleared the way.
"I’ll go first."
"Name: Gu Xian'er, Age: 119, Cultivation: First Level of Celestial Immortal Realm, Combat Power: 300,000 Stars, Result: Qualified!"
Holy shit!
Even younger?!
And with First Level Celestial Immortal cultivation, her combat power reached the Half-Step Immortal King threshold?!
Insane!
This is absolutely insane!
Are monstrous geniuses just gathering in groups now?!
Yet, despite such an achievement, Gu Xian'er shook her head in dissatisfaction.
"Xian'er, you’ve done well. We still have time," Gu Fengyao reassured with a smile.
"But Young Master progressed much faster. We’re still too slow."
At her words, Gu Fengyao’s smile faded. Right—Chen Chang'an’s speed was unmatched. If they didn’t hurry, they’d never catch up.
However, they had no idea just how terrifying their age, cultivation, and combat power truly were in the eyes of others.
The crowd stared at them as if they were monsters, some even believing they could surpass Chen Chang'an himself.
After all, when Chen Chang'an had tested back then, though his realm was lower, his combat power was heaven-defying.
But Chen Chang'an had been over ten thousand years old. These two? Barely past a century.
In the Ancient Immortal Domain, that was practically infancy in terms of cultivation—yet they had already achieved strength most could only dream of.
"Are the remaining three even more absurd?"
"I have a feeling… they might be."
"By the heavens, what is happening? Are we hallucinating? Or is the testing monument malfunctioning?"
Slap!
"Did that hurt?"
"It did! But why hit me?"
"Just proving this isn’t an illusion or a mistake. It’s all real."
Under the crowd’s stunned gazes, Li Qiye stepped forward to the testing monument.
"Name: Li Qiye, Age: 114, Cultivation: First Level of Celestial Immortal Realm, Combat Power: 329,999 Stars, Result: Qualified."
"Name: Ye Zhiqiu, Age: 117, Cultivation: First Level of Celestial Immortal Realm, Combat Power: 349,999 Stars, Result: Qualified."
"Name: Chen Yunxuan, Age: 115, Cultivation: Second Level of Celestial Immortal Realm, Combat Power: 389,999 Stars, Result: Qualified."
Silence.
Deafening silence.
The moment the results of Chen Yunxuan’s trio appeared, time itself seemed to freeze in the testing hall.
Every face in the crowd twisted into expressions of utter disbelief—some so exaggerated they bordered on comical.
Monstrous geniuses were rare. Once-in-an-era prodigies? Even rarer.
Yet today—
Right now—
They were witnessing not one, but five of the most outrageous geniuses in history!
Celestial Immortal cultivation and Immortal King-level combat power… at barely a century old?
How was this possible?!
How did they cultivate?!
Even Yun Qingluan was taken aback. These individuals were younger than her, yet their strength wasn’t far behind.
Truly, none of Chen Chang'an’s disciples could ever be ordinary.
Gulp.
The sound of collective swallowing echoed through the hall.
"Ahem! I represent the Blazing Flame Immortal Sect. Would you all consider accepting our sponsorship?"
"I—I’m from the Windshadow Immortal Sect! We’re also willing to invest in you, providing cultivation resources!"
"And us! The Jade Flower Palace!"
"The Howling Heaven Palace!"
"The Infinite Hall!"
"I—"
In an instant, every major faction in the Flowing Clouds Territory clamored to secure ties with Chen Yunxuan’s group.
This was no joke—these individuals were destined to become supreme powerhouses of the Ancient Immortal Domain. Barring untimely death, it was inevitable.
If they could seize this opportunity now, the future rewards would be unimaginable.
Chen Yunxuan and the others exchanged amused glances before turning to the representatives of the Nine Clouds Immortal Sect.
"You’re from the Nine Clouds Immortal Sect?"
"Indeed, we are."
"Then we’re family."
Huh?
Family?
What did that mean?
"Ah, we haven’t introduced ourselves yet."
"Chen Yunxuan. Grandson of Chen Chang'an."
"Ye Zhiqiu. Disciple of Chen Chang'an."
"Li Qiye. Disciple of Chen Chang'an."
"Gu Xian'er…"
By the time they finished, the crowd’s jaws had dropped once more.
"They… they’re all Chen Chang'an’s people?!"
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.”
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?!
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."
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
