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...."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
invincible power, Gu Changge transmigrates into a fantasy world, bound to a sign-in system that grants him cultivation rewards and various peerless treasures daily. While others struggle desperately to break through their cultivation realms, he has long since reached the pinnacle of the Great Dao, becoming a reclusive Emperor whose true strength even he himself cannot fathom. Originally planning to lie low and retire peacefully on Purple Bamboo Peak, the system suddenly issues a new task — take on disciples. With no other choice, Gu Changge casually picks up a few disciples: The eldest disciple, born with a War God Constitution, is thrown a copy of "War God Stratagems" by him, and ends up conquering the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, becoming a peerless War God who sweeps across the cosmos. The second disciple, possessing a Chaos Sword Body, can break all techniques with a single sword, his swordsmanship unmatched throughout history. He points his sword at the heavens: "My master said, the sword and the man stand together. If the sword perishes... my master will give me another one." The third disciple, a reborn Empress who returns to her throne, her elegance and grace overshadowing all beings. And without anyone noticing, his own sect, the Qingxuan Sect, has become the number one sect on the continent. Looking at these unbelievably formidable disciples, Gu Changge, holding the "Primordial Purple Qi" he just signed in for, falls into deep thought: — Wasn't this supposed to be a peaceful retirement? How did I become the ultimate master?!
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
