Blasting through the dimensional barrier...
Jiang Che had truly shocked them all.
"Blast... blast through the dimensional barrier? Are you crazy? Even if you're powerful... shouldn't you keep a low profile?" Mo Lianxing said with concern.
"Low profile? Lian'er, do you think I'm the kind of person who keeps a low profile?"
Mo Lianxing: "..."
It seemed he really wasn't...
But blasting through the barrier by force... isn't that a bit... too much?
"Not a chance of keeping a low profile!"
Of course not. With the cheat codes I've got, why would I play humble with you?
If I don't act wild, what's the difference between me and ordinary people?
"Well... as long as you're happy," Mo Lianxing rubbed her forehead. What else could she do, being stuck with such a husband?
"Alright, everyone go back and pack your things. In seven days, we'll swagger right across into the Nine Heavens, pulling out all the stops for maximum prestige!"
"Everyone else can go. Oh, right... Bai Jie, you stay!"
To be honest, Jiang Che was quite curious about the Supreme Yin Immortal Physique. After all, it was said that even the Supreme Yang Immortal Physique might not necessarily be able to suppress it.
He wanted to give it a try.
Upon hearing this, Bai Jie didn't show a shy expression. Instead, she licked her lips, already eagerly anticipating the fusion with the Supreme Yin Immortal Physique.
"Hmph! Big pervert! Sister Yaoyao, let's go."
Yu Wan'er rolled her eyes at Jiang Che and muttered under her breath, but Jiang Che caught it.
"Yu Wan'er, you stay too! Little Jie's fusion with the Supreme Yin Immortal Physique might take some time. You'll stand guard for her during this period!"
Yu Wan'er: "???"
Wait... how can you say something like that so brazenly? Stand guard... you damn...
...
[Ding! Host tricked Yu Wan'er, gained 10 million points.]
[Ding! Host tricked himself, gained 500 million points.]
[Ding! Host exchanged for 'Supreme Sun Immortal Physique', consumed 300 million points.]
[Ding! Host tricked Bai Jie, gained 5 million points.]
The facts proved that the Supreme Yang Immortal Physique indeed couldn't withstand the Supreme Yin Immortal Physique. Left with no choice... Jiang Che could only opt to purchase another 'Supreme Sun Immortal Physique'. With two supreme immortal physiques gathered, they forcefully suppressed the Supreme Yin Immortal Physique.
......
"What? That kid... uh, I mean Jiang Che is entering the Nine Heavens?"
Upon receiving the news, the members of the Jiang Clan were all extremely excited and nervous.
The Jiang Clan immortals weren't fools. After learning of Jiang Che's methods, they immediately understood their own standing. Although Jiang Che was indeed a descendant of the Jiang Clan bloodline, his previous life was incredibly formidable—the renowned Demon Ancestor!
Before knowing Jiang Che's identity, calling him a junior might not have been an issue, but now... that would be a grave disrespect!
"Correct! Should we go receive him in advance?" another immortal asked excitedly.
He was the Jiang Clan's Nineteenth Ancestor, a First Tribulation Immortal whose lifespan was nearly exhausted. Thanks to Jiang Che's life-extending methods... he had survived until now.
"No need for a grand spectacle. After all, Jiang Che is being watched by many right now. A grand reception... could very well lead to many attempting to assassinate him in secret! With four immortal physiques... many immortal clans will surely make covert moves. Fourth Brother, Seventh Brother, you two go guard Jiang Che... I suspect some immortals might try to take action against him!"
"Jiang Che will likely enter discreetly as well, coming directly via the Seven-Colored Altar teleportation. With his methods... the 'Severance of Heaven and Earth' barrier won't stop him," the Third Ancestor stated confidently.
In his view, Jiang Che was someone bold yet meticulous.
...
"What? Jiang Che is entering the Nine Heavens?!"
Inside the Jiang Clan's sacred land, several Imperial Sons were completely stunned.
To be honest, when they first heard that a Jiang Clan descendant from the mortal realm had been appointed as the Eleventh Imperial Son, they were utterly unconvinced. After all, they were all proud and arrogant individuals, each ranking within the top 50 of the Heavenly Pride List.
But later... after Jiang Che's dual immortal physiques, triple immortal physiques, and even quadruple immortal physiques were exposed, they felt nothing but sheer astonishment.
And now, Jiang Che was also suspected to be the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor?
They had been utterly crushed, their pride as heavenly talents completely shattered.
Now, even the most unruly First Imperial Son, 'Jiang Feichen', had become Jiang Che's devoted follower, eagerly awaiting Jiang Che's arrival in the Nine Heavens to latch onto his coattails.
"Haha, he's finally coming!" Jiang Feichen laughed heartily. He had waited far too long!
Jiang Che was absolutely a super powerhouse to rely on. Just think... in only a few years, he had advanced from an ordinary Divine Passage Realm cultivator to the Nirvana Stage, a feat even more terrifying than the Human Emperor of old.
And this gap would only widen. If they didn't seize the chance now, as fellow clansmen, to latch onto him, there would be no opportunity later.
In another forbidden area of the Jiang Clan.
"Yueyue, listen to your father... Jiang Che is absolutely a once-in-a-millennium good husband. I've kept you secluded for a hundred thousand years precisely to wait for such a son-in-law. You possess an Immortal Spirit Root now... although it might not quite match four immortal physiques, we are already outstanding enough, aren't we?"
A middle-aged man stood before a young maiden, speaking eloquently, his spittle practically flying.
This was the Jiang Clan's Eleventh Ancestor, an immortal patriarch, and his daughter with an Immortal Spirit Root, 'Jiang Yueye', whom he had kept secluded for a hundred thousand years.
[P.S.: Jiang Yue (yue) ye]
Jiang Yueye's expression was calm, appearing very composed, but her tightly clenched sleeve revealed her inner turmoil.
"Daughter, let me tell you... that Jiang kid's taste is becoming increasingly discerning. If you can secure him before he gets the Supreme Yin Mystic Maiden, it's not too late. But once he secures her... I'm afraid ordinary women will hardly catch his eye anymore."
"Oh, I'm not saying you're less beautiful than her, but... we must act fast! You have no idea how many marriage proposals the Jiang Clan has to reject every single day now!"
The Eleventh Ancestor slapped his thigh.
Jiang Yueye frowned slightly. She was, of course, very aware of Jiang Che's affairs. In fact, she had been following news about him all along.
"So? What do you think? Let me tell you... the other immortal elders in the Jiang Clan are too embarrassed to even present their daughters. Only you, Yueyue, with your peerless beauty, can do it. The future of our branch lineage rests entirely on you."
Jiang Yueye: "..."
She was originally ranked second on the Heavenly Pride List, but now her cultivation had reached the tenth level of the Creation Realm, placing her beyond the Heavenly Pride List... and onto the Heavenly Rankings!
Her soul age was already several thousand years, and combined with the hundred thousand years of seclusion, it made her temperament somewhat somber. To her, Jiang Che... felt like a junior.
The thought of forming a Dao partnership with a clansman, a little brother thousands of years younger than her... always felt strange to her.
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!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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.”
