"Your performance is not bad, but your existential status is lacking. I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve complete transcendence in this lifetime."
The person standing in front of Yu Chuan was actually a middle-aged man wearing a suit with slicked-back hair. He had an incredibly serious look on his face, with his legs crossed, casually flipping through the documents Yu Chuan had handed him.
If Lin Yu were here, he would definitely find this person incredibly familiar.
"Uh... I... I can no longer elevate my status. This kind of existential status is destined by heaven, I... can't you give me a little grace period?"
As the current president of the grand Destiny Association, an existence whose cultivation surpassed that of a Supreme Immortal Emperor, he was acting extremely humble at this moment.
"That I wouldn't know. Oh right... you still owe me five Dao Sources." The man spoke in a flat tone.
"Five??? Wasn't it three?!" Yu Chuan's eyes widened.
"An entire epoch has passed. Asking for 40% interest isn't too much, is it?"
"My Lord, the problem is, where am I supposed to find Dao Sources for you..."
Yu Chuan looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears left. The so-called Dao Source was the Origin of the Grand Dao.
Although he had already reached 60% of the Transcendence Stage, things like the Origin of the Grand Dao could only be stumbled upon by luck, not sought out. Unless one achieved complete transcendence to freely control the world's Dao Sources, they could never fully master the Origin of the Grand Dao.
The man in the suit glanced down at his watch. "My main body might have to go on a business trip to the next Boundless World. If you still can't pay off your debt after one epoch, I'll have to collect your soul. Oh right... next time, it will be ten Dao Sources."
"T-Ten!!!"
He might as well just die. An epoch was only 120,000 years; where was he going to find ten of them?
"H-How about I pay you back a little first? I only have three on hand!"
Hearing this, the man in the suit reached out his hand. "Give them to me."
Yu Chuan looked conflicted, but then he took out three transparent spheres shimmering with different lusters.
Spiritual Dao Source, Chess Dao Source, and Fire Dao Source.
He had spent nearly a million years, severing his Dao and cultivating from scratch time and time again, stepping onto hundreds of different Grand Daos and cultivating to the Immortal Emperor realm through different paths... only then did he finally gain the recognition of these three Dao Sources.
He was an absolute top-tier grinder.
Those who had not completely transcended could only comply with the Grand Dao, unable to control it.
The man in the suit pocketed the three Dao Sources. "The interest is cleared, but after one epoch, you still owe me five Dao Sources..."
Yu Chuan hated him so much his teeth itched, but he could only swallow his anger.
He absolutely could not afford to offend this guy. He was a core member of the Traveler organization and had likely already achieved complete transcendence.
In the past, he was a generational genius, a top-tier prodigy during the Ancient Heavenly Court era who vied with the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Ancestor. Known as the incarnation of the Myriad Tribulations Dao Fruit, he cultivated to the Immortal Emperor realm at incredible speed, but he was forever unable to gain the recognition of a Grand Dao Source.
The Demon Ancestor and Heavenly Emperor of his era had long become Supreme Immortal Emperors with boundless glory. It wasn't until he was nearing the end of his lifespan... that this suit-wearing man crossed through the void and arrived.
He asked if he wanted a loan. He could lend him anything!
At that time, he almost went berserk and wanted to slap him to death, but for some inexplicable reason, he signed the contract. He cultivated the Spiritual Dao... and this person actually gave him the Spiritual Dao Source!!!
Since then, although he became a Supreme Immortal Emperor, he also faded from the public eye because he had caught a glimpse of the Heavenly Palace.
After gaining endless longevity, he began exploring the secrets of the Nine Heavens, gradually lifting the mysterious veil above the Heavenly Palace. It was an organization called the Travelers.
The Grand Dao Sources that all cultivators across the Nine Heavens and Myriad Worlds yearned for... seemed to be nothing more than tools for trade in the hands of those people.
"Ah!!!"
Suddenly, Yu Chuan frowned sharply, as if suffering some kind of agony.
"Who? Who is probing me? This familiar aura..."
"It's Him!!!"
Two trails of bloody tears instantly seeped from Yu Chuan's eye sockets, and his aura withered.
"He has murderous intent towards me! Why? Why would he want to kill me!"
"I've already sent my daughter to your side, what more do you want?"
The man in the suit looked at Yu Chuan's pained expression in confusion.
"I'm telling you, even if you play dead... you still have to pay back the Dao Sources you owe me in full."
"......"
An inexplicable sense of dread rose in Yu Chuan's heart. He could sense it... that Being was very angry. If he didn't show himself right now... it was highly likely he would be marked as an enemy!
When that time came, even if he had a thousand mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain himself. The most fatal part was... even his own biological daughter had used several concept-level item cards on him in a row. Even though he was a half-step transcendent, he had almost lost half his life back then.
If he kept playing mysterious, he would really end up playing himself to death!
"My Lord! I might be in big trouble. There is an existence with an extremely high status..."
He was just about to ask for help when he saw the man wave his hand. "I don't want to hear about your bullshit. That is your problem, not mine. If you really want to talk about trouble... trouble yourself to return the Dao Source you owe me before you die."
"..."
After the man in the suit left, Yu Chuan was so angry that he started cursing profusely.
But right now, he didn't have time to think about anything else. He had to go and meet that Jiang Che in person.
Then, his figure flickered and vanished from the spot.
...
"What a pretentious guy, playing god."
Jiang Che sneered as he looked at the data in his system. This guy was able to evade the attack of his system's concept-level item card, so if he used the system to probe him... the guy should be able to sense it too.
Sure enough, the space around Jiang Che quickly began to distort.
"Mr. Jiang..."
A rift tore through the space, and a short figure hurried out. He was extremely small, looking like a three- or four-year-old toddler. Even his voice was milky and childish, sounding quite cute.
Jiang Che glanced at the young child before him. He looked exactly the same as the picture in the system's files.
"Yu Chuan, shouldn't I be calling you father-in-law?"
Jiang Che spoke in a flat tone, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.
Hearing this, Yu Chuan shivered all over.
He understood—Jiang Che was already angry!
This wasn't his first time seeing Jiang Che. The last time he saw him... Jiang Che was still a little brat, and his abilities back then were nowhere near as terrifying as they were now!
At that time, he had sent his own biological daughter to the world where Jiang Che was, gently plucking the strings of fate to make the two of them meet and become entangled...
As for why he didn't just slap the weak Jiang Che to death right then and there?
That was the terrifying part about beings of a higher status. Unless your status was higher than theirs... there was absolutely no possibility of killing them. Not even the slightest chance existed.
"I... I wouldn't dare! Mr. Jiang... just call me Xiao Chuan."
Yu Chuan was terrified, trembling like a leaf. Jiang Che actually knew his name???
It was too scary. Had he really tried to set up a scheme against an entity of this level?
He was really like an old man hanging himself—tired of living!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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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.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
