In front of the Mystic Ice Tower.
The clamor of the crowd came to an abrupt halt the moment Qin Luo pulled out the Seal of Destiny.
"What the heck is that?"
Everyone blinked, staring at the ancient square seal in Qin Luo's hand.
Holding it aloft with one hand, his gaze swept across every face in the crowd.
Xiao Tian had half a lollipop dangling from his mouth, while Jiang Xueqi was still sniffling and wiping away tears.
Yet, the moment they caught sight of the Seal of Destiny in Qin Luo's hand, their eyes lit up with curiosity.
Doctor Ya, dark circles under her eyes, stifled a yawn and squinted at the seal.
A thought flickered through her mind.
Weird...
The system gave Qin Luo something this good?
Even something like this?
Are the cleaners these days really living this luxuriously?
"Everyone," Qin Luo flicked the Seal of Destiny with his finger, a faint smile playing on his lips as he addressed the group. "In the vast universe, those recognized by the Heavenly Dao are known as the Chosen Ones."
"But since you've ascended from minor realms, you don’t qualify anymore. Today, I’ll help you reclaim that status."
Xiao Tian blinked and raised his hand. "What’s a Chosen One? Can you eat it?"
Jiang Xueqi wiped her tears and smirked. "Dummy, a Chosen One is literally someone chosen by destiny!"
Wang Yong, thoughtful, piped up in a crisp voice, "Hmm... I think my master mentioned something similar, but not 'Chosen Ones'—more like 'Virtuous Ones.'"
"People who can ascend through accumulated virtue. My master’s been searching for a way to achieve that."
"How boring," Shangguan Chuxue sighed, glancing around. "Not a single flower or blade of grass in sight. Utterly dull."
"Me! Me! I calculated... the next few days will be nothing but clear skies!" Suan Tianxing lay sprawled on the ground, staring up at the drifting clouds.
Ouyang Xuan and the others eyed the group warily, inching away slightly.
What the hell...
Since when did Qin Luo have friends like these?
"Hey, hey, hey..." Su Muwan sidled up to Qin Luo and muttered, "Don’t bother explaining, Qin Luo. These guys are all lunatics—they won’t get it."
"Ahem..." Qin Luo cleared his throat and fell silent.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, he tossed the seal into the air. In an instant, golden light cascaded like a waterfall.
Intricate dark-gold patterns emerged beneath their feet on the icy ground, as though countless threads of fate had descended from the void, coiling around each person’s wrist.
Xiao Tian suddenly shuddered—and wet himself.
"Me... me... the Dragon King... is spouting water..."
The crowd: ?
Su Muwan’s eye twitched as she facepalmed. "Great. So these are the same people who killed me so many times in my past life that I had to reincarnate."
Seriously, can anyone relate?
She was at her wit’s end.
But more importantly...
Her gaze shifted to the sky, where the seal’s phantom had now swollen to a towering thirty feet.
Wait—
So it didn’t even need to be stamped on someone’s head?
Qin Luo caught Su Muwan’s murderous glare and coughed awkwardly. "Just wanted to mess with you a little, Young Miss."
"You—!"
As time passed, everyone present felt an invisible grip tighten around their hearts, followed by the crisp snap of chains breaking somewhere in the depths of their souls.
The next moment—
A notification flashed before Qin Luo:
[Detected target for destiny infusion: Xiao Tian (Former T0 Destiny)]
[Overwriting previous fate line... Complete!]
[New identity confirmed: Chosen One of the Netherfrost Sanctum, Greater Universe!]
【Detected Qi Infusion Target: Jiang Xueqi (Original T0 Destiny)】
【Overwriting previous fate line...... Overwrite complete!】
【New Identity Authentication: Great Thousand World · Netherfrost Sacred Domain · Chosen of Destiny!】
【Detected........】
A series of system notifications flashed by.
Proof of the mass production of Chosen Ones.
Meanwhile, Xiao Tian blankly touched the top of his head as a wisp of golden energy emerged from his hair.
It condensed into a miniature golden dragon illusion in his palm. He exclaimed excitedly, "Dean, look! A dragon! A tiny dragon!!"
"Chirp chirp!"
The golden dragon illusion raised its head proudly.
"Dragon? You’re wrong, that’s clearly a loach."
Jiang Xueqi poked at the dragon, her shoulder adorned with a small golden bell.
Golden Dragon Illusion: ?
Qin Luo glanced at the group and noticed that each of them now bore a manifestation of golden destiny energy.
Perhaps this was the difference in the rules of this world compared to lesser realms?
Su Muwan watched from the side, blinking in curiosity.
She knew Qin Luo was certifying these people, but...
She tugged at Qin Luo’s sleeve and asked worriedly, "Qin Luo, if you stamp them all with the Heaven’s Mandate certification, won’t it affect you somehow?"
Su Muwan had learned a thing or two about karma by now.
Wouldn’t Qin Luo bear an overwhelming burden of causality for this?
Though, to be fair...
She wasn’t one to talk, given how often she cursed at fate and the heavens.
"Relax, young mistress. If divine retribution were real, those old schemers in the Great Thousand World who toy with people’s fates would’ve been struck down long ago."
"Besides, why let such a good thing go to waste?"
Qin Luo clasped Su Muwan’s ice-cold little hand in his.
His gaze shifted to the fading glow of the Destiny’s Seal in the sky.
Then—
A brilliant idea flashed across his mind.
The rule of the Great Thousand World was that its inhabitants must survive the battles of destiny, virtue, and faith.
But...
The Chosen of Destiny had no such restrictions.
So... wouldn’t that mean...?
Qin Luo’s eyes settled on the entirety of the Netherfrost Sacred Domain.
What if he turned the entire domain into a land of Chosen?
The method to synthesize destiny was simple:
One living being + destiny energy + predetermined fate line = Chosen of Destiny
Hah!
Qin Luo’s eyes lit up. And as for the destiny energy...
He stared at the vast, dense sea of clouds above.
This newborn sacred domain had more than enough to spare!
......
......
At the heart of the sea of clouds...
The Snow-White Spirit Beast pawed at the swirling mists.
Crunch crunch crunch!
She gnawed on a chunk of condensed destiny energy, her expression sulky.
Turns out, that massive reserve of destiny wasn’t meant for her.
Not only had she gained nothing, but she’d also been bound to protect this place for a thousand years.
Talk about a raw deal!
Never had she felt so cheated.
Still, she consoled herself.
At least the destiny energy here was abundant—enough to feast on for a millennium. Once the time was up, she’d just...
Suddenly, the entire sea of clouds trembled violently.
The fur on the Snow-White Spirit Beast’s neck stood on end as she watched the golden reservoir of destiny—vast as rivers and seas—pour downward like a sieve with no bottom.
The sheer momentum suggested an endless abyss was devouring it all!
"What in the—?!"
Her slit pupils shrank to pinpricks.
WHO DARES?!
Who is devouring such vast amounts of fortune!?
Is this... an attempt to break through to the Chaos Realm?!
Damn it, how dare they target this venerable one!
The Snow-White Spirit Beast bristled and stood up abruptly, her gaze piercing downward toward the Sacred Domain.
Then, a scene unfolded that left her utterly stunned.
Before her eyes—
The entire territory of the Netherfrost Sacred Domain was pierced by countless golden beams of light, tearing through the clouds like spears.
Each beam represented a Chosen One of Destiny.
So many...
The Snow-White Spirit Beast’s pupils trembled in shock.
What the—?!
What in the world is happening?!
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...
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
