"Young Master Jiang, Chi Shi was a powerful figure from the Crimson Molten Gold Serpent clan. That race is especially vengeful. Since you killed Chi Shi... the others must have already sensed his demise..."
"Given your immense strength, why not strike first? Wipe them all out before they come for you," Jia Yue goaded from the side.
"Heh... not a bad attempt at using me as your blade," Jiang Che remarked coolly, casting a sidelong glance at Jia Yue. Did this old woman really take him for a fool?
She probably had some personal grudge against the Crimson Molten Gold Serpents.
"Young Master, how could I possibly harbor any ill intentions?"
The old woman showed no trace of panic, her expression perfectly composed.
"This descent to the lower realm—every top-ten faction from the Southern Abyss Heaven has sent their people. Aside from our Cerulean Clan, there are many others..."
"They’re all busy establishing their own territories, scouring for relics left behind... and all those treasures rightfully belong to you!"
Currently, the altar could only transport cultivators up to the Fourth Revolution Divine Transformation realm. Yet Jiang Che had just casually slapped Chi Shi—a peak Fourth Revolution expert—to death. His true combat power likely reached the Sixth or even Seventh Revolution.
To put it bluntly, with Jiang Che’s abilities, wiping out these interlopers would be child’s play.
"After all that talk, you’re still just trying to use me as free labor, aren’t you? Clear out the competition so your clan can monopolize everything?" Jiang Che yawned. Did she really think he was that easy to manipulate?
Did he look like some pushover who’d dance to her tune?
"Young Master Jiang, I’ve already reported your situation to the Nine Heavens Cerulean Clan. The higher-ups are deeply impressed. When the next batch descends... the elders will handpick the most beautiful young maidens of our clan—guaranteed to surpass even the quality of your mermaid attendants!"
Jiang Che: "!!!"
When he typed three exclamation marks, it wasn’t out of shock—it was because he’d "stood at attention."
Damn it all. She’d ruthlessly exploited his weakness.
Ahem... "Now that you mention it, those Crimson Molten Gold Serpents and sea demons do deserve to die. Eliminating them would be a righteous act."
Jia Yue’s lip twitched.
How could someone embody shamelessness so flawlessly?
As for her claim... of course it was a lie. There was no way she could casually contact the upper realm like that.
Establishing a connection required elaborate rituals—like making a phone call, except this wasn’t just an international long-distance call. It was like dialing from Earth to Mars, with each second costing a fortune.
Jia Yue: "..."
"Old Woman Senior, I’ve heard your Cerulean Clan is one of the Nine Heavens’ top celebrity clans. Your mermaid maidens have produced many A-list stars who’ve taken the heavens by storm. Mind sparing a few for me?"
Jia Yue: "..."
Old Woman Senior? What kind of title was that?!
And did he just say "spare a few"? The Cerulean Clan’s elite mermaid celebrities were artists, not commodities. Even an Imperial-level figure could only admire them from afar.
But no matter how infuriated she was, she had to remain polite to a prodigy like Jiang Che.
"Young Master, I’ll... try to negotiate with the clan."
What a hopeless lecher.
"Many thanks, Senior!" Jiang Che smiled like a spring breeze.
With his divine hearing, he was well aware of Jia Yue’s inner monologue—but it didn’t matter. She’d already made her promise. Once the contract was sealed, he’d have every right to take what he wanted.
Besides... he did have a score to settle with these interlopers from the sea clans.
......
Atlantis Empire.
Beneath the Dragon Pearl Altar.
"My heavens... is this really our dragonkind’s sacred treasure—the Ancestral Dragon Pearl? It’s enormous!"
"I feel like this pearl might even dwarf the one in our Nine Heavens Dragon Palace. A ten-thousand-meter-wide dragon pearl... This must be the relic of a True Immortal-level Ancestral Dragon!"
"Who knows what kind of draconic legacy lies within? We might even uncover the legendary Immortal Dragon Arts!"
Several Fourth Revolution Divine Transformation experts from the Dragon Palace gaped in awe at the colossal pearl hanging above them like a second sun.
After the decline of the Post-Atlantean civilization, the dragon descendants’ bloodlines grew increasingly diluted, devolving into mere flood dragons, then sea demons—until they could no longer recognize their own sacred relic.
So the Atlanteans had repurposed the pearl as a glorified nightlight, suspended high in the abyssal sky.
"Contact the Nine Heavens Dragon Palace immediately! We’ve found the dragonkind’s sacred treasure—the Ancestral Dragon Pearl!!!" a young dragonkin exclaimed excitedly.
"Already done. The clan is taking this very seriously... This pearl holds the key to our race’s revival!"
Dragonkind’s revival—just hearing those words sent a thrill through the dozen or so Dragon Palace experts.
"Her Highness the Dragon Maiden has taken personal charge. She’s preparing to descend and investigate."
"What? Her Highness is coming down herself?" another horned cultivator blurted out.
"Her Highness is currently in seclusion. She won’t descend in person, but rumor has it she’ll send an avatar across realms..."
The group chattered excitedly, their eyes alight with reverence whenever they mentioned the Dragon Palace’s elite.
Among dragons, bloodline was everything.
The purer one’s draconic heritage, the greater their potential.
Figures like the Dragon Maiden were purebloods—some even exhibited ancestral reversion. She ranked among the most renowned prodigies on the Heavenly Genius Leaderboard.
"Keep going! How strong is this Dragon Maiden’s avatar? Don’t leave us hanging!"
An unfamiliar voice cut in from beside them.
"What’s your hurry? Even if Her Highness’s avatar arrives, she wouldn’t spare you a glance—" A young dragonkin started to snap, then froze mid-sentence.
That voice... wasn’t one of theirs.
A dozen draconic experts whipped their heads toward the source—only to find a human youth standing among them, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
!!!
Instantly, every scale on their bodies stood on end as if they’d seen a ghost.
When did this guy get here?!
How did none of us notice?!
Every one of them was at least a Second Revolution Divine Transformation expert, with four at the Fourth Revolution. Not even a speck of dust could evade their spiritual senses.
There was only one explanation: this person’s cultivation far surpassed theirs.
"Who are you?!"
"Stay—stay back!"
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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)
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
