Time slowly moved forward.
A month later.
In the night sky, the stars twinkled, appearing brighter than ever before.
Wang City.
Long Family.
In the courtyard.
Two figures sat facing each other on stone benches, with a chessboard placed between them.
"Cough cough cough..."
The man hadn't groomed himself in a long time, his beard unkempt, and his expression weak. Yet, his eyes still radiated a rebellious spirit.
This man was none other than... the head of the Long Family!
Long Aotian!
Due to issues in his early years of cultivation, he had fallen ill and had never left the Long Family since.
He coughed as he looked at the old man sitting across from him, raising his head and smiling, "Teacher, did you feel it too?"
"The old Heavenly Master was right..."
"The Era of Spiritual Decline... is over."
The old man had a head full of white hair, but his eyes gleamed with the wisdom that only time could bring.
He gave a slight nod.
Then he looked at Long Aotian and shook his head in disappointment, "Aotian, if you had been born twenty years later, no one in this new era could suppress you."
Long Aotian shook his head, his rebellious spirit undiminished. Even though his hidden illness had deprived him of any chance of a breakthrough, he still grinned, "Twenty years? Unnecessary. Just five years, give me five years."
He clenched his fist, filled with resentment, "I could have lasted until the Spiritual Revival Era and crossed the threshold of Returning to Simplicity!"
The known realms were only [Initial Insight, Entering the Hall, Mastery, Peak, Returning to Simplicity]
And the known Peak Stage masters numbered only seven.
But!
No one knew.
In fact, Long Aotian had broken through to the Returning to Simplicity realm during the Era of Spiritual Decline!
He could be considered unprecedented and unmatched!
However...
Even though he had reached the realm of Returning to Simplicity, Long Aotian still felt that this was not the pinnacle of martial arts. So, he attempted to break through to a new realm.
But... perhaps even heaven was jealous of his talent.
This caused his breakthrough to fail, and he even plummeted back to the Peak Stage.
What a pity.
Truly a pity. If he had broken through in this Spiritual Revival Era, he, Long Aotian, would have succeeded! He would have been able to touch the new realm for sure!
The old man was none other than the old Dragon King of the Dragon King Palace.
He looked at Long Aotian, who was filled with regret.
In his youth, Long Aotian had suppressed an entire generation.
That era belonged to Long Aotian.
But...
Now...
Long Aotian's fame remained, but as generations change, there are new stars.
The old Dragon King smiled and shook his head, "Aotian, you can't resist aging. You and I are old now."
"When it comes to talent... there are likely already two people who have surpassed you."
Two?
Long Aotian furrowed his brows. In the moonlight, one could see that his pupils were golden.
He looked at the old Dragon King and asked, "Who are they?"
"The first one, you should know."
"It's the one who defeated our new Dragon King last time... Su Muwan."
As the old Dragon King spoke, he dropped a chess piece and stood up. He raised his head, looking at the rolling clouds in the sky, and sighed, "Young and promising, truly young and promising."
"From Su Muwan, I see the realm you once aspired to."
"!!!"
At these words, Long Aotian abruptly stood up. He clenched his fists and stared in disbelief at the old Dragon King, shouting, "What nonsense!"
"In the Era of Spiritual Decline! No one can surpass Returning to Simplicity!"
"But she did."
The old Dragon King, as if having witnessed that realm himself, withdrew his gaze and looked seriously at the shocked Long Aotian.
Slowly, he said, "The realm above Returning to Simplicity is..."
"Field Realm."
Field Realm!!
"A month ago, the freezing of Wang City during the National Martial Arts Tournament was Su Muwan's field."
"She proved that one can reach the Field Realm even in the Era of Spiritual Decline."
The more Long Aotian listened, the more astonished he became.
The more he listened, the more resentful he felt.
In this world... could there actually be someone with more talent than him?
He trusted his teacher's words.
A man who could create the Dragon King Palace in such an era possessed too many secrets.
Long Aotian took a deep breath and then asked, "And the other one?"
"The other one, it's unclear whether they have surpassed Returning to Simplicity."
The old Dragon King shook his head.
This gave Long Aotian a bit of comfort.
"But..."
The old Dragon King smiled, "The purity of their Dragon Divine Art is higher than both yours and mine."
"You should have felt it, the... terror from our Dragon Divine Art's source."
With those words, Long Aotian's expression stiffened.
He raised his hand, looking at his trembling palm, and finally, he could only let out a sigh, "I felt it over a month ago."
"I thought it was you."
The old Dragon King smiled, "I thought it was you too."
"......"
Long Aotian remained silent. He raised his head, looking at the moonlight, and let out another long sigh, "The first half of my life was full of glory."
"The second half... I can only wait for death in the Long Family."
"Could it be that I owe too many debts..."
The old Dragon King shook his head, "There's no need for such thoughts. You can ask the Divine Physician to treat your injuries."
"The Divine Physician..."
Long Aotian's mouth twitched. He remembered the information his subordinate had passed to him earlier, "You mean that lackey Qin Luo by Su Muwan's side?"
"Correct."
"Hmph, no one can cure my illness, not even the Divine Physician."
"......"
As he spoke, Long Aotian added, "Come to think of it, there's a descendant I expelled from the Long Family years ago in Jiang City. I think he's called... Long Dingtian."
"I'll go see him and see if I can get a chance to meet the Divine Physician."
The old Dragon King looked at Long Aotian with a strange expression, "Have you prepared yourself for a beating?"
Long Dingtian was stunned. He seemed to recall something and sighed, "It was my fault; I'll go to explain."
But getting beaten...
Surely Long Dingtian wouldn't beat his own father, would he?
....
.....
Heaven and earth showed signs of change; prana surged.
The speed at which it grew was on the verge of surpassing the prana levels of the past ten thousand years.
Some martial artists suddenly had a breakthrough that night.
Some ordinary people suddenly became martial artists.
No one knew.
In fact... from that night onward...
Prana was no longer just prana.
It had become..... Spiritual Energy!!
At Tianmei Mountain.
A white-clothed figure hovered in mid-air, inhaling and exhaling.
After repeating this a hundred times.
Boom!
The white-clothed figure opened her eyes, full of joy: "I've broken through to Returning to Simplicity!"
She quickly flew toward the side, shouting as she went,
"Master! Master!"
"I've broken through to Returning to Simplicity!"
As her voice fell, an old man appeared amidst the clouds.
He snorted coldly, "Hmph! One breakthrough to Returning to Simplicity has made you so excited? Then how will you deal with the formidable talents of the future?"
"Hehe."
Liu Yun scratched her head, smiling, "I'm just happy, that's all!"
The old man shook his head, "The Spiritual Revival Era has arrived."
"More powerful figures will emerge."
"Daughter, as my direct disciple, your first opponent will be Shen Wu Mie, the eldest disciple of the Dayan Divine Sect's sect master from ten thousand years ago."
Liu Yun was taken aback, "So sudden? Why? Did you calculate this, Master?"
"No."
The old man coughed lightly, "Ten thousand years ago, I bet with the Dayan Divine Sect's sect master over whose disciple was stronger, so don't embarrass me."
"You'll likely meet during a contest for opportunities."
Liu Yun: "....."
She rolled her eyes and shook her head, then seemed to remember something.
She curiously asked, "By the way, Master, do you still remember that Su Muwan?"
"Su Muwan?"
The old man frowned, "Who's that insignificant character?"
"Uh...."
Liu Yun had originally wanted to mention the one who once said during a livestream, "Before martial arts, there was heaven; before heaven, Su Miss was there."
But seeing that her master had already forgotten, she decided not to bring it up.
Anyway...
Liu Yun pouted. In the new era, there was no place for them.
....
....
At the same time.
Inside a small rental house.
A young man with a bruised face suddenly bolted upright, his eyes bloodshot.
He roared,
"Lingshen!!!"
"Why did you betray me!!!!"
The sound abruptly stopped.
The young man gasped for breath, his resentful eyes beginning to look around confusedly.
"This is... where?"
The young man muttered, the resentment in his eyes gradually fading.
An unfamiliar environment.
An unfamiliar place...
Could it be...
The young man's gaze froze: "I've been reborn? And in someone else's body?"
...
...
Jiangcheng.
Thud!
Inside a trash bin.
A figure fell down.
"Ouch..."
"This place is..."
A man dressed in attire that clashed heavily with the surroundings looked around, his eyes filled with anxiety.
But soon.
When he saw the streams of vehicles racing outside.
He exclaimed excitedly: "I'm back!!!"
"After cultivating in the Xuantian Realm for ten thousand years!!! I'm finally back!!!"
"Ouch... why has my cultivation level dropped so much?"
"Well... with my talent, it won't take long to regain it."
"Oh, right, I should grab a passerby and ask where this place is."
...
...
Madu, inside Madu Hospital.
"... "
A woman slowly opened her eyes from the hospital bed.
Her gaze was cold, quickly scanning her surroundings.
Then, she murmured excitedly: "I... I'm back?"
"Ah!!!"
A nurse passing by the door screamed, "The comatose patient in bed 19 has woken up!!!"
The woman: "....."
...
...
At the Su Family residence.
Inside the villa, Su Muwan's bedroom.
Su Muwan, clad in a blue shark-themed pajama set, happily snoozed on the soft, large bed.
She kicked off her blanket, muttering in her sleep.
"Hehehe...."
"Qin Luo... I can't anymore....”
"You... don't go getting into trouble, okay...."
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
