The news that malevolent spirits were about to invade Blue Star spread across the planet.
The entire world was shrouded in an atmosphere of tension and unease.
"What do we do? The evil spirits are coming? I don't want to die... I just broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage yesterday!"
"You there, the Foundation Establishment guy, what are you shouting about? I'm the pitiful one... I've already reached the Shattering Heaven stage. I was just accepted as a disciple by a Divine Comprehension powerhouse from the Central Imperial Heaven... My path to immortality had only just begun, and now... it's all over!!!"
"Heh, I don't even have a spiritual root, I'm just an ordinary person. Come quickly, great lords from the otherworldly evil spirits! I've had enough of this damn unfair world!"
"Agreed. Even in times of peace, I was dirt poor. When the spiritual energy revived, I still had no spiritual root. This damn heaven is clearly targeting me. We might as well all die together."
"You go die by yourselves, I don't want to... Is there anyone who can save me? Take me into the Nine Heavens..."
"Lord Jiang!!! We still have Lord Jiang! Lord Jiang is peerlessly talented... it's said he's hailed by the Nine Heavens as the one chosen by destiny. He must be our Mortal Realm's savior!"
"Yes, that's right! Lord Jiang definitely won't stand by and do nothing. To resist the evil spirits... he must have a way!"
At this moment, the title 'Lord Jiang' actually sounded incredibly reassuring!
The rapid spiritual energy revival that had swept over Blue Star was inherently unsettling, shattering many of the original rules and order.
Although a world of revived spiritual energy was something many yearned for, once it actually happened... many could only become the leaves that set off the flowers... no, not even leaves!
The vast majority of people were merely surviving in the face of the spiritual energy revival, let alone an invasion by otherworldly malevolent spirits?
Therefore, for the people of the Mortal Realm, Jiang Che was the one and only savior!
The one chosen by destiny!
......
"Is this the malevolent spirit?"
Jiang Che looked at the large eyeball emitting black mist before him, with countless wriggling vascular tentacles hanging beneath it.
These tentacles were connected below the eyeball, appearing bizarre and terrifying, a strong Cthulhu-esque style assaulting the senses.
Jiang Che examined the eyeball spirit he had just captured, then gently circulated his spiritual energy, instantly grinding the eyeball to dust. Along with it dissipated the dense malevolent spirit energy.
At the same time, the Supreme Demon Bone within his body seemed to operate automatically. Strange demon patterns unfurled inadvertently, completely absorbing all the black mist along with the malevolent spirit energy.
"As expected, although malevolent spirit energy shares the same origin as the demonic path, it is suppressed by demonic path laws. It seems the target of this evil spirit invasion really is me."
However, Jiang Che wasn't panicked at all, though he was slightly puzzled.
That mysterious and powerful Supreme Evil-Suppressing Immortal!
She forcibly formed a contract with Shen Yu, stating that she would take Jiang Che's future daughter as her disciple once she was born. This was strange!
According to the System, this Evil-Suppressing Immortal was undoubtedly a Six Tribulation Immortal Emperor, a supremely transcendent existence. The most, most, most important point was... she controlled the origin of the demonic path!
The demonic path ranks 19th among the three thousand great Daos. An immortal who can control the origin of the demonic path... it's impossible for her not to know about the invasion of the Mortal Realm by otherworldly evil spirits, and she definitely could sense the demon heart and demon bone within him.
So why hasn't she appeared?
And what is her relationship with the Demon Ancestor? Having fused the Demon Ancestor's Heart and the Demon Ancestor's Counterbone, Jiang Che faintly sensed... this Evil-Suppressing Immortal must be connected to the original Demon Ancestor. Could she be the Demon Ancestor?
Ahem, that's obviously impossible. If he had really dug out her heart and bones, she would have come to deal with him long ago!
There was also another mysterious person that made Jiang Che uneasy: the 'Master' he had fabricated. Various signs indicated... this master he concocted probably actually existed in reality, and his status was not low either!
Thinking this, Jiang Che revealed a helpless expression.
"How crazy, to have provoked so many beings!"
Let's not even mention the group of immortal ancestors from the Jiang Family; they seem somewhat lacking now.
Ye Mengyao's past life incarnation, the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal, an ancient immortal who fused with the origin of the Forgetfulness Dao. This was definitely a tough character. Jiang Che felt she had intentionally stayed here before; with her abilities, even a scattered soul from a reincarnation might not have been able to keep her.
Then there was this Supreme Evil-Suppressing Immortal, whose strength absolutely surpassed the Supreme Forgetfulness Immortal's.
Then there was his fabricated master, whose bizarre abilities could even interfere with reality and causality. He was probably also a top-tier immortal with an immortal title.
Oh right, and that one who previously tried to reincarnate into Shen Yu's womb... what was it called... the Six Paths Reincarnation Immortal!
The Dao of Reincarnation ranks even higher than the demonic path among the three thousand great Daos, belonging to the top ten supreme Daos. But unfortunately... he tried to reincarnate as Jiang Che's daughter... and was obliterated by him in a fit of rage.
What a headache!!!
That makes four titled immortal emperors.
Half of the transcendent immortals from the Nine Heavens have crossed paths with him. Is this good luck... or bad luck?
But suddenly, Jiang Che let out a soft laugh, his furrowed brows relaxing.
Slap! He gave himself a light slap. "Since when... did I start overthinking like this?"
He was originally just a lustful, idle loafer waiting to die. What's the point of thinking so much?
When you die, you're just dead. Enjoy yourself as much as you can each day.
"But then again... so what if they are Six Tribulation Immortal Emperors?"
Jiang Che, holding nearly ten billion system points, was now a walking nuclear bomb. If he truly encountered an undefeatable foe, he could spend all his system points to buy one-time destruction item cards. Even an immortal... he could blast you to death.
Jiang Che understood clearly: the most powerful aspect of his System wasn't the ability to freely purchase those immortal constitutions or divine medicines, etc. The most heaven-defying feature was those one-time use item cards!!!
Those were his true trump cards. Everything else was just icing on the cake.
......
Outside the boundary barrier of the Mortal Realm.
The Mortal Realm had long been tightly wrapped in oppressive, dark mist, which seemed to connect to the deepest reaches of the universe.
"Hehehe, the Heavenly Dao power of the Mortal Realm is already worn out, the boundary force is weak... today it shall be broken."
A bizarre, pale giant face emerged from the black mist, flickering in and out of the darkness, like a boat drifting on an ocean.
"The Demon Lord has commanded! After entering the Mortal Realm... do not kill indiscriminately. We are here... to 'invite' the Demon Ancestor back."
The ghastly white giant face smiled even more eerily, even beginning to ooze black blood from its features continuously.
Then, this giant face actually began to violently crash against the boundary barrier!!!
BOOM—
This pale face was incredibly vast, as large as a celestial body. With a single impact... countless black mists churned, and innumerable low-cultivation evil spirits swarmed forward, gnawing away at the boundary barrier.
"Heavenly Dao! Are you still putting up a futile resistance? You don't even have your Heavenly Dao origin left... what are you using to resist?"
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!
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.”
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)
