"Jiang Che~~~ Who is this 'Empress'? And who are these 'immortal maidens'?"
On the bed, Yu Wan'er straddled Jiang Che, her face scrunched in displeasure as she pinched and tugged at his cheeks.
Jiang Che frowned, slowly opening his eyes.
He hadn’t been asleep—merely retreating his consciousness into the Soul-Nurturing Ring for a... deep discussion with Mo Lianxing. His physical body, left unattended, must have muttered something in his sleep, and of course, Yu Wan'er overheard.
Now, waking up to find her perched on his face, he could already tell she was seething with jealousy again.
"Get off. What do you know? One day, I’ll bring home a sister with Emperor-level cultivation. Then you’ll get to share the same... straw as an Empress."
Yu Wan'er tilted her head, the unruly strand of hair on her crown twitching. Then she burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! You? Finding an Empress? Keep dreaming—no wonder you were babbling about her in your sleep!"
"Uh... Jiang Che, I was wrong. Onii-chan... Onii-chan~~~"
Daring to provoke Jiang Che at home had only one outcome.
Let’s just say it mirrored the fate of the Southern Dynasty.
......
After all the Gates on Blue Star awakened, the pace of spiritual energy resurgence accelerated dramatically.
Back then, Jiang Che had deployed Spirit-Gathering Arrays to concentrate all the energy within Dragon Country. But now, it was unnecessary—the entire planet had transformed beyond recognition.
Mountains and rivers revived; folded dimensions manifested, expanding the world’s landmass dozens of times over.
Chaos reigned globally.
Dragon Country fared better, thanks to Jiang Che and the Cultivators’ Association standing guard. With nearly a hundred Divine Transformation experts and the legendary 'Martial God,' no one dared act recklessly.
But other nations? Utter anarchy.
With power came disregard for laws.
For cultivators, reaching the Soul-Forging Realm unlocked formidable spells—flight included. By the Celestial Origin Realm, even artillery struggled to inflict meaningful damage.
And Divine Transformation experts? With nurtured souls and mastery over divine abilities, even nuclear strikes might not land.
Though foreign spiritual resurgence lagged far behind Dragon Country, someone was spreading teachings.
Lin Fan livestreamed daily, instructing foreigners in the Sutra of Dao Transmission—which was, of course, just the Sacrificial Demon Art.
His overseas fame skyrocketed; some even worshipped him as a true deity, amassing legions of devotees.
Naturally, foreign lands birthed prodigies too. Some, cultivating the Sutra, swiftly reached the Sky-Shattering Realm—a talent that would’ve marked them as Chosen Ones in Dragon Country.
Pity they were doomed to be mere sacrificial garments for others.
"Hahaha! My technique has finally reached the second layer!"
Lin Fan roared with laughter.
Just moments ago, his worldwide preaching bore fruit—10 million followers had stepped into the Foundation Establishment Stage, propelling the Sutra to its next tier.
"Huh? Why’s the second layer so... bizarre?"
"If anyone cultivates the Sutra... I gain a fraction of their power? Seriously?!"
Lin Fan’s eyes bulged. His daily livestreams already drew over 100 million viewers. If even half followed his teachings, each contributing a sliver of strength... he’d skyrocket overnight!
"Hah! My time has come! With this divine art, Divine Transformation is within reach!"
He began cultivating fervently, sensing wisps of foreign energy merging into his core—unlike his hard-earned reserves, these felt donated, like droplets forming a stream.
"This speed is insane! A true godly technique! With all these workers... my progress has tripled!"
In his euphoria, Lin Fan failed to notice the sinister demonic flower now rooted deep within his dantian.
...
Nine Heavens’ Jialan Clan.
"P-Princess! You absolutely cannot descend to the lower realm! It’s perilous, and your cultivation hasn’t yet reached Martial God! If anything happens... Her Majesty will flay us alive!"
A young mermaid knelt, trembling. Before her stood a haughty girl, lips pursed in defiance.
Jia Ling'er crossed her arms. Her upper half was exquisitely human—azure hair like ocean kelp, features breathtaking, figure flawless.
Her lower half, however, bore the Jialan Clan’s signature fishtail, though its scales shimmered blue-gold, radiating nobility.
"I’m at the peak of Nine Revolutions! Plus, I have Mother’s life-saving talisman! Who dares kill me? Who can?"
The little mermaid shuddered harder.
"Your Highness, please! The next descent roster is finalized! Our clan secured eleven slots—six of which are our most celebrated mermaids!"
"The Elder Hall handpicked them to... befriend that Jiang scion. We’re sending our most beautiful, most curvaceous sisters! This is a political marriage—stay out of it, I beg you!"
The attendant was near tears.
Rumors of that Jiang heir’s notoriety had spread. The chosen mermaids were reluctant; some wept while drafting farewell letters.
Jia Ling'er only grew angrier, planting her hands on her hips. "Then I’ll descend and castrate that lecherous scoundrel! What ‘Imperial Scion’? Just a lousy Saint Body—why’s the Elder Hall groveling?!"
She couldn’t fathom it.
The Jialan Clan ranked among the Southern Abyss’ top twenty powers! Her mother alone was a triple-layered Emperor! They didn’t fear even the Nine Heavens’ Jiang Clan—so why throw their women into the fire?!
"Mother’s in seclusion. As her sole heir, don’t I have any authority?"
Jia Ling'er’s gaze turned glacial, faint imperial majesty radiating. Her tone brooked no argument.
"Tell those fossilized elders: Add me to the next descent. I carry Mother’s Emperor-grade artifacts—enough to dominate the lower realm."
"......"
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?!
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!
iaobai: "Councilor Dad, front me some funds. I want to hire ten thousand professional miners for a project!" [Five-Star Mission Issued: Capture the leader of the Blood Heaven Pirate Gang, who is on the run in the Radiant Star Sector. It is said the gang has over a hundred members. Proceed with caution.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, lend me the family's hundred-thousand-strong Lu Army!" [Seven-Star Mission Issued: Subdue a juvenile Void Dragon Beast.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, I'm taking your tamed Void Dragon Beast King out for a family reunion!" I said, System, don't you have any slightly more challenging missions? You're just not up to par! [Nine-Star Mission Issued: Become the Human Councilor.] Lu Xiaobai: "Dad, there's a small matter I'd like to discuss with you..."
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
