Within the Jiang Clan of the Nine Heavens...
"What? Jiang Che is undergoing his tribulation? The Divine Ascension Tribulation in the Mortal Realm? Foolish! Absolutely foolish!!!"
The news quickly spread through the Jiang Clan's network, reaching the ears of the Nine Heavens Jiang Clan.
Instantly, it caused an uproar.
"The Heavenly Dao of the Mortal Realm has only just begun to recover—its consciousness is still hazy, and its actions lack restraint. A Chaos Immortal Body undergoing tribulation will inevitably trigger an unprecedented, cataclysmic heavenly retribution. Even with the blessings of destiny and fortune... how could he possibly withstand such a calamity?"
In the ancestral hall of the Jiang Clan, a Quasi-Emperor slammed his thigh in frustration.
He was a staunch supporter of Jiang Hong's Bloodline, and the Jiang Clan in the Mortal Realm was a branch of that lineage.
Thus, Jiang Che could be considered a descendant of Jiang Hong. Given that one of their own had manifested an Immortal Body, Jiang Hong naturally placed immense importance on him.
"Even if he is a Chaos Immortal Body, even those with Immortal Spirit Roots must tread carefully when facing tribulation. Who among them doesn’t prepare countless life-saving measures before attempting it? He’s just a lone cultivator who recently entered the world of cultivation—his foundation is too weak. How could he possibly withstand the heavenly retribution?"
"Moreover, this kid rushed into the Divine Ascension Realm without tempering his lifespan—his foundation is far too unstable. Even if he somehow survives the tribulation... the Martial Dao Mark he comprehends will likely be mediocre at best."
Many elders of the Jiang Clan began lamenting in despair.
In the Nine Heavens, true geniuses deliberately prolong their lifespan, especially during the Shattering Heaven Stage—a critical juncture!
A cultivator must accumulate profound insights to comprehend a stronger Martial Dao Mark upon breaking through to the Divine Ascension Realm, unlocking more formidable laws.
Normally, a Shattering Heaven cultivator’s lifespan spans around 500 years. With the aid of life-extending pills and spirit fruits, it can stretch to a millennium!
Many cultivation prodigies wait until their lifespan is nearly exhausted, consuming vast quantities of vitality-restoring pills to return to their peak state before undergoing tribulation!
A thousand years of cultivation allows for the condensation of a far more powerful Martial Dao Mark.
But Jiang Che had only cultivated for a few years—there was no way he could comprehend anything extraordinary.
Without a strong Martial Dao Mark, even a Chaos Immortal Body would be useless.
It was like assembling a computer—if your CPU was an i5-4200 but your GPU was the top-tier RTX 4090 ROG Strix...
"What a waste! Such a waste of an Immortal Body! Why didn’t he consult our Jiang Clan before undergoing tribulation?"
A Quasi-Emperor at the peak of his realm smacked his thigh in frustration.
In the Nine Heavens, this was a physique countless dreamed of possessing.
Meanwhile, seated calmly on a rattan chair at the center of the hall was a middle-aged man whose presence, though seemingly ordinary, was impossible to ignore.
Jiang Hong!
One of the Jiang Clan’s ancestral elders, a figure of immense authority.
Jiang Hong rubbed his hands together lightly before his gaze gradually sharpened with resolve.
"Initiate Divine Descent immediately! The Immortal Body must not be lost—even if it costs an ocean of resources, we must save him! Jiang Che may carry the fate of our Jiang Clan for the next hundred thousand years. We cannot allow this lineage to be severed!"
Jiang Hong abruptly stood, a faint wisp of imperial majesty radiating from him.
The fate of the clan...
Indeed, the Nine Heavens spanned nearly ten million domains, with living beings beyond counting.
Yet Immortal Bodies were exceedingly rare. Each emergence signaled the dawn of a golden age, and nearly 80% of them were secretly assassinated by powerful clans before they could mature, their bloodlines forcibly extracted...
Those who survived and grew to their full potential invariably ascended to immortality!
"I will sever ten thousand years of my lifespan to descend a divine decree and communicate with the Heavenly Dao of the Mortal Realm. We must protect Jiang Che! With the golden age upon us... without an Immortal Body, our Jiang Clan has no future!"
Severing ten thousand years of lifespan...
The Jiang Clan members present widened their eyes in shock.
"Ancestor Jiang Hong, you mustn’t! Even if you’ve lived a second life, an Emperor’s lifespan is only fifty thousand years. To sever ten thousand at once..."
"Exactly! A crippled Immortal Body isn’t worth such an investment!"
Jiang Hong fell silent for a moment. "First, I’ll project my consciousness across realms to observe whether the Immortal Body can endure the tribulation. If he falters, I will intervene!"
He decided to proceed cautiously—after all, his remaining lifespan was limited, and losing ten thousand years in one go would be unbearable.
Soon, Jiang Hong channeled his divine power.
Though the connection between the Mortal Realm and the Nine Heavens had long been severed, making it nearly impossible even for an Emperor to cross over...
An Emperor was still an Emperor—a being capable of plucking stars from the sky. By sacrificing certain treasures, they could forcibly interfere with affairs in the lower realm.
The cost, however, was exorbitant even for an Emperor.
"Cough... Formation, complete!"
Jiang Hong’s aged eyes flashed as he waved his hand, conjuring a translucent screen before him.
Displayed upon it was the scene of Jiang Che undergoing tribulation.
Yet when they saw the terrifying spectacle of the heavenly retribution, they were all left dumbstruck.
The world seemed to have fallen into silence, with only the roiling thunderclouds dominating the sky.
Within the clouds, streaks of lightning coalesced into countless thunder-crows, weaving a net of annihilation. The sheer pressure was suffocating.
The might of the heavens manifested in myriad forms—lightning bolts taking shape, even condensing into humanoid figures that besieged Jiang Che mid-tribulation. Yet every single one of these ancient lightning avatars was obliterated with a single palm strike from Jiang Che!
Jiang Hong and the Jiang Clan elders: "......"
Even separated by an entire realm, they could feel the overwhelming aura of dominance.
"What... what kind of tribulation is this? I’ve never seen anything like it!"
"Wait, let me consult the ancient records!"
"Unprecedented. In my eighty thousand years of life, I’ve witnessed tribulations like 'Ten Thousand Calamities Unbroken' and 'Great Dao Indestructible,' but never this. Could the Mortal Realm’s Heavenly Dao have developed a new variant?"
"Brother Jiang Hong, have you ever encountered such a tribulation?"
Jiang Hong’s lips twitched. He wanted to say—damn it, he hadn’t either!
But one thing was certain—this tribulation surpassed every recorded heavenly retribution in ferocity.
Its scale alone rivaled that of a Nirvana Realm tribulation!
"The Chaos Immortal Body... today, I’ve truly witnessed its might. This must be a tribulation unique to the Chaos Immortal Body. Truly worthy of its name."
Jiang Hong, however, stroked his chin, frowning as he observed Jiang Che’s figure. Something about the tribulation felt off, but with only a projection, he couldn’t discern the truth.
Still, Jiang Che’s Chaos Immortal Body was undoubtedly genuine!
...
[Ding! Host’s act of dominance has shocked numerous ancestral elders. Reward: 5,000,000 points.]
Jiang Che: "???"
Holy hell, a massive windfall! A single burst netted him 5 million points—even the Son of Destiny, Chu Yuan, had only ever provided 3 million at most.
Wait... numerous ancestral elders?
Could the Jiang Clan elders from the Nine Heavens be spying on him?
A shame, really. Separated by realms, his Divine Hearing ability couldn’t pick up their thoughts yet.
But since the old ancestors have shown up, this young master is gonna use you all to score some serious bragging rights!
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!
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.”
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
