"Ancestors... ancestors? Why have you all come?"
To be honest, the situation was a bit awkward.
They had agreed no one else would eavesdrop, yet here they were, having heard everything.
Fortunately, these ancestors were all family, so even if they overheard, it wouldn’t be a big deal.
"What? Can’t we come? Why didn’t you tell us about something so important?"
A "young man" in black robes arched an eyebrow. Though he appeared no older than twenty, his hair was snow-white—no need to ask, he was undoubtedly an immortal.
Jiang Hong and the other Emperors stood before the immortals like scolded schoolchildren, forced to endure the reprimand.
The white-haired ancestor slowly walked up to the screen and glanced at Shen Yu.
Shen Yu remained utterly composed, her expression unreadable. Born without emotions, fear was a concept she couldn’t comprehend.
"I once studied ancient texts. Beyond immortality lies the Dao. Above immortal physiques, there are rumored to be Dao physiques. But such a constitution is far too heaven-defying—it only manifests during the zenith of the Heavenly Dao’s power. Since the fall of the ancient Heavenly Court, the Dao has weakened, so a Dao physique should never have appeared..."
Dao physique!
Even seasoned Emperors like Jiang Hong had never heard of such a thing. After all, their lifespans were too short compared to these immortals.
"Though I don’t know what kind of Dao physique this unborn child possesses, it is undoubtedly one. I can even sense the intertwining auras of chaos and fate... This child is destined to be a supreme being!" the white-haired ancestor praised without restraint.
"Now I understand! At last, I understand why the Three Realms Bell tolled earlier! It was heralding the birth of a supreme being! Hahaha!"
"We thought Jiang Che was the chosen one of the mortal realm, but it seems we were wrong. The true chosen one is the child in her womb. The Heavenly Dao of the mortal realm has played a masterful game—using your dual immortal physique as the visible piece while secretly nurturing an even more monstrous hidden piece!"
No one dared interrupt the immortals’ discussion. The once-proud Emperors stood rigidly in a line.
"Uh... ancestors, can I say something?" Jiang Che suddenly spoke up.
The immortals turned their gazes toward him, their eyes filled with warmth.
They feared nothing more than worthless descendants—and Jiang Che, with his dual immortal physique, was already extraordinary. Now, his unborn child might possess a Dao physique?
"Speak. What do you wish to ask?"
"Jiang Che, this old man has a proposal. Once your daughter is born... would you allow me to teach her? I am, after all, an immortal!"
"You old coot, still trying to take disciples at your age? Cough... Jiang Che, what about me? I’m a Second Tribulation Immortal!"
"How dare you speak to me like that? I’m your ancestor, senior to you by generations!"
"Hmph, then why are you only a First Tribulation Immortal? Meritocracy prevails, understand?"
Jiang Che broke into a sweat. His child wasn’t even born yet, and they were already fighting to be her master?
But this was good—the auction had begun!
Whoever offered the most would become her teacher. After all, the Devouring Immortal Demon Physique was no ordinary constitution to raise. Once grown, she’d likely be a little troublemaker, so better to let the Jiang family deal with the headache.
"Ancestors, this child has... high demands for cultivation resources. She’ll need four or five top-grade spirit stones daily!"
Jiang Che shamelessly used his unborn child as leverage.
"Top-grade spirit stones??? Boy, who do you think you’re talking to? Back in my day, I robbed the Nine Heavens Spirit Stone Bank! I’ve got tens of thousands of top-grade stones lying around, not to mention saint-grade ones. Name your price—I’ll pay it!"
Truly a villainous family—bragging about bank robbery without shame!
"Have some decency! This is a Dao physique we’re talking about... and still in the womb! The spiritual energy requirements are immense—it has to be saint-grade spirit stones at minimum. When I was young, I raided a tomb and found a small saint-grade spirit vein. It yielded hundreds of saint-grade stones. Jiang Che, if you let me teach your child, I’ll give you the entire vein!"
Great, another tomb raider. It seemed you couldn’t become an immortal without some shady skills!
"Ancestors, actually... I think we’re all family. Calling someone ‘master’ feels too formal. Besides, my unborn daughter’s talent is so monstrous she’ll learn everything in no time. With my dual immortal physique, I mastered an Emperor-grade technique in just over a month..."
"So... after she’s born, I’ll send her to the Jiang family in the Nine Heavens, and you can all teach her together!"
"As for cultivation resources... feel free to contribute whatever you’d like!"
The immortal ancestors: "???"
Well, well. This kid was extorting them—and taking everything!
Jiang Che’s implication was clear: no one gets to skip out. Hand over the resources!
"Jiang Che... you..." Even Jiang Hong couldn’t bear it. After all, Jiang Che was his nominal disciple. Playing tricks in front of him was one thing, but these were immortal ancestors—did he really think they wouldn’t see through his scheme?
"Enough, Jiang Hong. I’m in a good mood today!"
A rotund old man who resembled the Laughing Buddha beamed, patting his belly before pulling out a storage pouch.
"Consider this a gift for the little girl. Inside are two hundred saint-grade spirit stones and... a wisp of Primordial Chaos Qi."
Primordial Chaos Qi!
Even the other immortals stared at him. This old man was going all out! Primordial Chaos Qi was a treasure even for immortals—capable of rewriting a mortal’s destiny—and he was just giving it away?
But they quickly realized his cunning. After such a gift, they couldn’t possibly offer anything mediocre.
"Ahem, in that case, I won’t hold back either. Here’s a vial of immortal-grade ‘Nine Revolutions Golden Pills’..."
"A strand of Primordial Purple Qi. Let the child absorb it into her body and refine it. Once born, she’ll be invincible from the start!"
"An immortal herb—a cutting from the ‘Peach of Immortality’ tree! It can bear immortal peaches. And I’ll throw in an acre of saint-grade spirit farmland and five immortal-grade spirit stones!!! Will that suffice?!"
The white-haired ancestor’s competitive spirit flared.
He had planned to offer tens of thousands of top-grade stones and call it a day, but now, caught in this arms race, he went all in.
So what if it’s gifts? Who couldn’t do that?
They were all immortals who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years—who didn’t have treasures to spare?
Come on, let’s see you top that!
His temper had been roused, and he wasn’t backing down!
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
