"All done! Another Son of Destiny saved. I really am a good person."
In the Mortal Realm, a smile curled at the corner of Jiang Che's lips.
It's just that while Lin Yu was probably about to soar, well... the other male prodigies in the Nine Heavens were likely in for a rough time.
After all, the system's functions were indeed a bit of a pain.
Of course, Lin Yu wasn't the first little cash crop Jiang Che had planted in the Nine Heavens.
Although the barrier between the Mortal Realm and the Nine Heavens still existed, Jiang Che could still send his sub-systems across the dimensional divide.
By now, Jiang Che had several hundred such little cash crops sown throughout the Nine Heavens.
...
In a side hall of the Dragon Palace.
The Dragon Maiden dragged her weary body back. Jiang Che had long since arranged a room for her, complete with an independent spirit-gathering array. On the table in the room even lay a Saint-grade spirit stone, and the pills started at Emperor-grade!
"Hah... such extravagance!" Long Qianqiu gave a self-mocking laugh, but then still reached out and picked up an Emperor-grade restorative pill from the table.
"A Six-Revolutions Heaven-Mending Pill? How generous. I haven't eaten many of these even in the Dragon Palace."
An Emperor-grade Heaven-Mending Pill held potent effects even for Great Emperors, capable of remedying innate deficiencies and making one's cultivation more complete.
Without hesitation, Long Qianqiu placed the pill into her mouth and quietly closed her eyes.
[A beating first, then a big, sweet date? Hah... Is this your method?]
Silently, Long Qianqiu also pocketed that Saint-grade spirit stone before finally taking out the Ancestral Dragon Pearl she carried close to her chest.
The excitement in her eyes bordered on a kind of sickly fervor.
The Dragon Pearl!!!
After enduring untold hardships, she had finally obtained this peerless Dragon Pearl!
She had searched through countless records, even reading the ancient histories of the Dragon Clan, learning of the Dragon Clan's glory in antiquity and the great calamities they had suffered. She knew of ancient histories that even the Dragon Palace itself hadn't fully deciphered!
She had even deduced alone that the Ancestral Dragon Pearl contained a great secret of the Dragon Clan!
"The 'True Dragon Method'! As long as I obtain the True Dragon Method, even if my bloodline purity is insufficient... I can still become one of the top-tier powerhouses of the Nine Heavens! The True Dragon Method, the origin of the Supreme Dao, the True Dragon bloodline—as long as the Dragon Pearl contains any one of these... it won't be a loss!"
Long Qianqiu's breathing grew increasingly rapid, her whole being on the verge of eagerly opening the Dragon Clan inheritance.
As long as... as long as she could obtain the Dragon Clan inheritance, everything, everything, would be worth it!!!
Her current humiliation, descending from the Nine Heavens, abandoning her proud dignity to fawn over a man—all of it... was now about to receive its due reward.
She was proud, and ambitious, even looking down upon her own fiancé who possessed an Immortal Physique!
She wanted to become... the one and only god of the Dragon Clan!
What damn Immortal Physique? Once she mastered the great secret of the Dragon Clan, even an Immortal Physique would be left in her dust.
Long Qianqiu slowly closed her eyes, gently cradling the Dragon Pearl in both hands. The draconic aura emanating from the Pearl could only be sensed by dragons with extremely pure bloodlines.
"Huu—" Long Qianqiu let out a long exhale, then began to slowly recite an obscure and complex incantation from her lips. It sounded like some eerie, low chant yet carried a profound, mysterious feeling.
This was the ancient Dragon Tongue of the Dragon Clan from antiquity, which she had spent a thousand years searching for and combing through tens of millions of ancient texts to learn!
No one else in the entire Dragon Palace knew it! Because the current Dragon Clan pursued ultimate bloodline purity... almost no one would spend such long years studying the ancient Dragon Tongue.
And the primary requirement for activating the Dragon Pearl's inheritance was the Dragon Tongue!
For this moment, she had planned for over a thousand years!
If not for these thousand-plus years, she could have long since stepped into a higher realm. Yet even so... she still ranked 36th on the Prodigy Leaderboard!
"Dang—"
A tremendous ringing sound vibrated in Long Qianqiu's ears, shaking her soul out of her body.
Then, when she opened her eyes again... she had arrived in another world!
A vast, boundless sky stretched above, beneath her feet was an endless ocean, and above the ocean was a white firmament, seeming to stretch on infinitely.
At the farthest edge of the firmament, one could see a... True Dragon skeleton!
When Long Qianqiu's gaze fell upon this immense True Dragon skeleton, countless images abruptly flooded her mind: scenes of a heavenly judgment descending, a doomsday-like spectacle of myriad dragons perishing.
There was even the image of a dragon body so massive it could span a galaxy being severed and pierced through, letting out a mournful cry!
But soon, these visions dissipated into nothingness. Then, a translucent dragon soul drifted over from the distance. Though it was merely a departed spirit, Long Qianqiu still knelt down with utmost reverence.
"True Dragon Senior, this junior is Long Qianqiu!"
"Your heart is not sincere!" The True Dragon, having taken human form with hair reaching its waist and a face vague and indistinct, had long since lost its consciousness. This was a dragon soul already extinguished.
Long Qianqiu was stunned for a moment. Heart... heart not sincere?
What did that mean?
How was her heart not sincere???
She had spent a thousand years to obtain the Dragon Clan inheritance. No one in the Nine Heavens Dragon Palace had a more sincere heart than hers!!!
"Why does Senior say this? To unlock this inheritance, I have spent a thousand years searching across tens of thousands of territories. No one's heart is more sincere than mine!" Long Qianqiu raised her eyes, her expression utterly serious.
"If your heart is sincere, why do you carry killing intent?" the dragon soul spoke. "You are not the Chosen One selected by the Dragon Clan. The Dragon Clan will not endure long in your hands. The inheritance cannot be given to you."
Upon hearing this, Long Qianqiu's entire body stiffened, as if she had heard the most laughable joke in the world.
"Ch-Chosen One? The inheritance... still needs a Chosen One? And... how do you know the Dragon Clan won't endure long in my hands?"
"You harbor hatred for the Dragon Clan! And your bloodline purity is insufficient!"
"Leave!"
Long Qianqiu's face twitched, forcibly pulling out an ingratiating smile. "S-Senior, I can change. I don't hate the Dragon Clan. I... my bloodline purity can also be improved. C-Could you give me a chance? Just one! I will definitely pass your trial!"
Yet even so, the True Dragon's departed soul remained unmoved.
"Leave. The one I await is not you!"
These words seemed to be the final straw that broke the camel's back.
"WHY?!!!" Long Qianqiu shot up from the ground, her gaze venomous as she stared at the True Dragon soul before her. Even though the other's bloodline purity far surpassed her own, she still refused to accept it!
"Why am I destined to be unworthy of recognition? I've worked harder than anyone, I've sacrificed so much..." Long Qianqiu's emotions were on the verge of collapse.
The Chosen One? Could it be her... brother?
Wandering outside for hundreds of years before being found and brought back by the clan, only to be immediately installed as the Dragon Crown Prince upon his return, his status instantly surpassing hers! All clan resources were prioritized for him!!!
WHY?!!
She refused to accept it! She had ambition! Capability! And more perseverance than anyone!
Now, with her goal just one step away, she was being told... all her efforts were in vain?
Ha... how utterly ridiculous!
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!
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
