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.
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!"
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.
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
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...
