Nine Heavens.
Within the Celestial Palace of the Firmament.
A young man, bare-chested, sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. The cushion he sat upon was remarkably woven from True Dragon scales and Phoenix Immortal feathers—a quasi-Immortal artifact that could greatly enhance one's comprehension while seated.
Before long, the young man opened his eyes, a profound light flickering within them.
"Heh... I sense it! I sense that reincarnation body of mine!"
The corner of the Firmament Holy Son's mouth gradually lifted. Now, he only needed to gather his final reincarnation body to completely perfect the Quasi-Emperor realm and become the most flawless, supreme Great Emperor.
Although he was the sole disciple of the Firmament Immortal Emperor, his ambitions were not limited to merely becoming an Immortal Emperor!
The Firmament Immortal Emperor was powerful, having reached the level of a Six-Calamity Immortal Emperor, yet he had not gained the recognition of the Great Dao's Origin. Even after searching for over two hundred thousand years, the Great Dao's Origin still had not acknowledged him.
But he was different. He possessed an invincible Dao heart and absolute confidence that he would undoubtedly gain the recognition of the Great Dao's Origin in the future.
"Hmm? That's not right... Something seems to be obscuring the heavenly secrets regarding this reincarnation body of mine?" The Firmament Holy Son frowned. Logically speaking... he had almost absolute control over his reincarnation bodies, as they were essentially parts of himself that he had split off.
But now, this particular reincarnation body seemed to have developed its own ideas?
"Heh... Interesting, how interesting! Worthy of being my reincarnation body, not lacking in fortune... to actually be able to block my perception?"
The Firmament Holy Son's smile carried a trace of disdain. He had already guessed: previously, he had informed this reincarnation body of its origins through a dream and instructed it to come find him in the Nine Heavens. Probably, upon learning its true identity, this reincarnation body developed rebellious thoughts and used some fortuitous encounter to obscure his perception.
"Hah, naive! What can you achieve even by doing this? Sooner or later, I will find you!"
The Firmament Holy Son was supremely confident. His master, the Firmament Immortal Emperor, had once said that his Dao heart was the most steadfast he had ever seen, bar none, even using phrases like "hardened steel cannot shake his will, ten thousand years cannot move his heart" to describe him.
An Invincible Dao Heart!
But suddenly, the Firmament Holy Son felt his head itch a little and instinctively reached up to scratch it.
"Strange! Why have I been feeling this inexplicable sense of panic lately?"
"No, it's Long Qianqiu?" The Firmament Holy Son narrowed his eyes. His intuition had always been remarkably accurate.
"I wonder if my fiancée has found the Ancestral Dragon's treasure after descending to the lower realm?"
"The Origin of the Supreme Dao..."
The Firmament Holy Son's eyes narrowed slightly. That's right... this fiancée of his was one of his pawns. He even knew full well Long Qianqiu's purpose for descending to the lower realm and was aware that the Dragon Pearl might conceal the Origin of the Supreme Dao.
But he dared not make it known, because his master, the Firmament Immortal Emperor, was also searching for the Great Dao's Origin. If he learned that the Origin of the Supreme Dao was in the lower realm, with an Immortal Emperor's means... crossing the barrier between realms would be effortless.
Although he was only a Quasi-Emperor now, he had already begun planning for the future. Only this Origin of the Supreme Dao was worthy of his identity as the Master of Destiny!
A Heaven-Born Supreme Being!
"Qianqiu... don't disappoint me!" A sinister smile slowly curled at the corner of the Firmament Holy Son's mouth.
......
As it turned out, Long Qianqiu truly did not disappoint the Firmament Holy Son, presenting him with a grand, verdant hat of forgiveness.
"The True Dragon Technique? To think it's so marvelous?"
Long Qianqiu began delving into the True Dragon Technique she had obtained.
"No, this True Dragon Technique is an ancient mystical art, inscribed on the bones of a True Dragon. That Ancestral Dragon must have obtained it by chance; he definitely couldn't have been the progenitor True Dragon."
Long Qianqiu made her judgment. Just based on the way the Ancestral Dragon's remnant soul begged for mercy, it didn't seem like someone capable of creating the True Dragon Technique, a giant among his generation.
Silently, she took out a storage ring engraved with the character 'Jiang'.
With a probe of her divine sense, a crimson, heart-shaped fruit appeared in her palm. The fruit resembled an agate, and within its translucent center, a vivid little dragon seemed to faintly coil.
[True Dragon Dao Fruit]
This was the most precious divine treasure in the entire Dragon Pearl trove, aside from the Supreme Great Dao Origin and the three Immortal Medicines!
For a dragon, its allure was even stronger than that of an Immortal Medicine!
It contained the Dao fruit and the refined essence blood heritage of an ancient True Dragon. Upon swallowing it... no matter how impure one's bloodline, it would instantly and completely transform into a True Dragon bloodline!
Although she was now hailed as a pure-blooded dragon, how could her bloodline purity possibly compare to that of an ancient True Dragon?
Even her so-called 'biological older brother', hailed as the future of the dragon race, was only said to possess a trace of True Dragon bloodline.
And she... was about to possess a complete True Dragon bloodline, undergoing a complete metamorphosis to become one of the most top-tier geniuses across the Nine Heavens and Myriad Realms!!!
Before a True Dragon bloodline, even Immortal Physiques would pale in comparison. Her fiancé with the Firmament Immortal Physique was nothing but a joke.
"Haha... How truly exhilarating!"
Long Qianqiu lightly licked her thin lips, her eyes flashing with a mad craving for power.
"Slap!!!" A crisp sound rang out as a large hand landed on the young girl's body.
"Making so much noise... I can't even sleep." Jiang Che opened his eyes with a yawn, his gaze filled with displeasure.
Long Qianqiu: "..."
"Jiang Che! I need you to guard me. I'm going to use this True Dragon Dao Fruit!" Long Qianqiu spoke seriously.
"Guard you?" Jiang Che frowned.
He had basically cheated his way up in cultivation, barely knowing any proper immortal techniques. What the hell did he know about guarding someone?
"Exactly. This True Dragon Dao Fruit contains the complete essence blood of an ancient True Dragon. Its rank is extremely high... My current strength is too low. If I use it directly, I might very well explode and die!"
Actually, although the True Dragon Dao Fruit's rank was high, most lucky individuals wouldn't encounter any major issues. But Long Qianqiu had never trusted her luck!
She had never been fortunate!
"Ah~ I really can't with you. I'll just lie here... go ahead and eat it!" Jiang Che rolled over and went back to sleep.
Long Qianqiu was silent for a moment, then resolutely placed the True Dragon Dao Fruit against her chest and began circulating the True Dragon Technique, attempting to refine it.
Countless tiny threads of blood emerged from the True Dragon Dao Fruit and surged into the girl's body, as if performing a blood transfusion.
"Mmph!" The little dragon girl's brows furrowed tightly, seemingly enduring immense agony, yet she still gritted her teeth.
The tremendous pain made her clench her jaw so hard that blood seemed to seep from between her teeth. Both her physical body and soul felt as if they were being torn to shreds by the agony of this blood transformation.
This pain was even more excruciating than death by a thousand cuts.
However, just as she was enduring it alone, Jiang Che's hand rested on her shoulder, and in an instant, all the pain vanished without a trace.

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!

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

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.”

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...