“Half-step into the Divine Realm?”
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. “Grandpa... do you need Thunder Tribulation Pills? Or maybe Divine Realm Pills... My master has brewed quite a few of these.”
“The Thunder Tribulation Pills can reduce 95% of the damage from the Divine Realm’s thunder tribulation, and the Divine Realm Pills can help one leap directly over the tribulation to ascend into the Divine Realm...”
Jiang Yunhuang twitched the corner of his mouth. His grandson really was loaded! He had never even heard of these pills before.
“No need. I’ve heard from the ancestors in the Nine Heavens that the thunder tribulation is a trial that must be faced. Since I’ve already forged my own path of immortality, if I avoid the tribulation, how can I speak of true immortality and eternal life?”
Although Jiang Yunhuang was only half a step into the Divine Realm, his aura was so imposing that even Jiang Che was taken aback.
Even Mo Lianxing, who resided within the Spirit-Nurturing Ring, couldn’t help but praise him.
“Jiang Che... your grandfather has already carved out his own martial path. As long as he lives, stepping into the Nirvana Stage is only a matter of time...”
Jiang Che pondered for a moment, as if a thought had just struck him.
“Grandpa, when are you planning to undergo the thunder tribulation?”
“Whenever I want. Although I’m old, my vitality is still incredibly strong! A mere thunder tribulation...”
Jiang Yunhuang had once been on the brink of exhaustion, with only a few years left to live. But now, having reached half-step Divine Realm, his lifespan had extended by hundreds of years, and his vitality was at its peak.
“Grandpa, recently the world has been experiencing a resurgence of spiritual energy, and some small countries are starting to stir... When you undergo the thunder tribulation, you could even broadcast it live worldwide!”
Jiang Che’s words made Jiang Yunhuang pause.
Live broadcast?
He was already in his seventies. Although he often watched borderline risqué live streams, doing a live broadcast himself might be a bit too much to keep up with the times.
“This is a critical period. The main goal is to establish authority! A fully powered Divine Realm expert can intimidate many with ill intentions.”
Jiang Yunhuang was silent for a long moment before resolutely nodding.
“No problem at all. I’ll adjust my vitality over the next couple of days and strive to break through to the Divine Realm at my strongest!”
“Oh, one more thing, Che’er! Should we pay respects at the Jiang family ancestral hall? The old ancestors have been manifesting frequently lately... Your master is a towering figure above the Nine Heavens. If luck is on our side, maybe you two can communicate.”
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow.
Smoke rising from the ancestral tomb... That sounded interesting. He had to check it out.
...
The Jiang Family Ancestral Hall.
As soon as Jiang Che entered, he couldn’t hold back a laugh.
[“Pair of twos!”]
[“Damn! Four jacks, you want them or not?”]
[“I want! Royal flush...”]
From a distance, Jiang Che could hear the lively chatter inside the ancestral hall through his clairaudience.
Were they... playing cards?
Ridiculous! Which Jiang family member would dare to play cards inside the ancestral hall?
But when Jiang Che stepped inside, it was completely empty!
Apart from numerous ancestral tablets and a huge incense burner, there was nothing else.
Yet his clairaudience was crystal clear.
[“Huh? A junior has arrived? Is this... Jiang family bloodline?”]
[“Oh? This kid’s cultivation is already at the Sky-breaking Stage? Such a young Sky-breaking Stage cultivator... even within our Jiang family, he’s considered a rising star of his generation...”]
[Wait! Something’s off! This guy’s constitution... you three old geezers, stop playing cards and take a look at his constitution! Am I seeing things?]
["Holy crap! Holy crap, holy crap! His body contains the chaotic Yin-Yang Qi — a rare Chaotic Immortal Constitution that appears once in ten thousand years? And... in his dantian, there are nine blossoming blue lotuses, making him a top-tier Chaotic Blue Lotus Immortal Constitution among all chaotic types!!!"]
In an instant, the few ‘lost souls’ sleeping in the ancestral hall stirred with excitement!
Jiang Che, however, was speechless.
Though he couldn’t see them, he had already guessed... these guys were probably the ancestors of the Jiang family residing in the Nine Heavens!
The Divine Technique of Listening, Diting, allows one to hear thoughts regardless of cultivation level!
In other words, even if a True Immortal descended, Jiang Che could still hear their thoughts without being detected!
After Jiang Yunhuang entered the ancestral hall, a look of reverence instantly appeared on his face.
“Ancestors! Are you all here? Jiang Langsheng, my senior... this is your junior’s grandson...”
Meanwhile, Jiang Che was scrutinizing the plaques in the hall.
It was truly strange. Judging by the words of these ‘ghosts,’ they had probably been in the Jiang family ancestral hall for quite some time — likely even before the spiritual energy resurgence.
A bit baffled, he continued to listen.
[Is this really a Chaotic Blue Lotus Constitution? But how could such a transcendent immortal constitution possibly be born under the mortal realm’s heavenly Dao and fate?]
[You never know. After all, the heavenly Dao of the mortal realm is reclaiming the origin of the great path. It’s bound to produce a large number of exceptionally gifted destined children... this is fate’s will!]
[Among the many heavenly domains in the Nine Heavens, with nearly ten million prefectures... immortal constitutions are rare to see. Why would the mortal realm have one?]
[The immortal constitution is real! And this one carries our Jiang family bloodline. An immortal constitution... the Jiang family finally has one!!!]
[Langsheng, your specialty is the soul. Quickly project your soul... we must have a chat with this genius junior.]
[Why is it always me? Fine, fine... for the sake of the immortal constitution, I won’t hold it against you!]
Soon, a wisp of blue smoke drifted out, gradually taking the shape of an old man.
Jiang Yunhuang immediately bowed deeply upon seeing this.
Jiang Che calmly studied the ethereal figure before him.
It was truly strange — this wasn’t a soul form! He couldn’t even detect the slightest soul fluctuation from this person.
But judging by their previous conversation, it seemed this old man had projected his soul from the Nine Heavens.
Jiang Langsheng stood with his hands folded, nodding approvingly at Jiang Che’s composed demeanor.
“Impressive! Such a young age, yet possessing such calmness and composure in the face of a crisis... truly worthy of being a descendant of our Jiang family.”
But Jiang Che’s very first words almost made him lose it.
“You’re the ‘Jiang Tiedan’ my grandpa talked about?”
Jiang Langsheng’s face instantly stiffened.
For a moment, he genuinely felt like killing.
The name ‘Tiedan’... only those at the ‘Senior Realm’ dared to call him that. Anyone at the ‘Daoist Realm’ who used that name would be risking their life!
And yet, this junior of the Jiang family was just a ‘mite-level’ Karami.
But he had no choice — this junior before him was no ordinary descendant at all.
It was a chaotic azure lotus body, one of the top-tier immortal forms. As long as it didn’t perish... it was destined to become an immortal in the future. Such a being was incredibly important. Even if he were to defecate on their heads... all they could do was gape in stunned silence and accept it.
“Ahem... I am called Jiang Langsheng. Who is this Jiang Tiedan... I have never heard of him!”
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
