Every person bathed in golden light resembled a walking miniature sun.
"Hey, Mom, what's this on me?"
"It's light—we've all turned into light!"
"Didn't we lend our light to Master Qin?"
"Nonsense! Master Qin must have returned it to us!"
One by one, people lifted their hands in astonishment, watching the glowing aura ripple across their bodies.
Of course, these ordinary folk couldn’t compare to the fortunes of Xiao Tian and his group, the Chosen Ones.
Qin Luo had merely distributed the fortune energy, ensuring everyone met the minimum threshold to become a Chosen One.
He had finally figured out why those people referred to those with fortunes exceeding one million as "Yi Zi."
The higher the fortune, the farther one could go.
What the Great Thousand Worlds valued wasn’t talent—it was the fortune a person carried.
Only with immense fortune could one survive the wars of the Great Thousand Worlds.
And those Chosen Ones who suffered defeat in battle would automatically lose their status, joining the Holy Domain that had recruited them.
Above the sea of clouds...
All the spirit beasts poked their heads out, looking downward.
Little Shasha, in particular, splashed excitedly in the clouds—she had spotted her two masters.
"This is insane!"
The snow-white spirit beast dug her claws deep into the clouds.
In all her long life, the most audacious Holy Domain she’d seen only nurtured a few hundred Chosen Ones.
But what was going on with the Netherfrost Holy Domain?!
How had even mortals with no cultivation become Chosen Ones?!
And then something even more unbelievable happened.
In an instant, the fortunes of the countless Chosen Ones in the Netherfrost Holy Domain merged into one.
A towering golden tree took shape in the sky, its branches dripping with dewdrops—each one condensed fortune energy!
Every leaf on that tree was an otherworldly opportunity, the kind that would spark frenzied battles if it appeared elsewhere!
"The Tree of Fate?!"
The snow-white spirit beast trembled violently in shock.
Legends said that only when a Holy Domain reached a certain level of Chosen Ones could the Tree of Fate manifest!
Honestly, ever since the Immortal Realm shattered into the Spirit Realm, she had never seen the Tree of Fate again!
Yet...
Now... she was witnessing it once more?!
"Just... who are these people?!"
The spirit beast felt as if her entire being had shattered.
With great difficulty, she turned her gaze toward Qin Luo and Su Muwan, the newly ascended Domain Lords.
For some reason...
She had an inexplicable premonition.
The Great Thousand Worlds... were about to be turned upside down.
No—to be precise, only Chosen Ones could participate in the Great Thousand Wars.
Other Holy Domains, fearing the loss of high-level Chosen Ones, would deploy at most a dozen or so in each battle.
But you...
How is anyone supposed to compete with this?!
Snapping out of her thoughts, she decided—she had to get closer for a better look!
The next moment...
A flash of silver light.
She transformed into a silver-haired, silver-eyed girl, streaking toward the Holy Domain like a comet.
......
......
All members—Chosen Ones!
Mission accomplished!
Qin Luo retracted the Seal of Fate, satisfied as he gazed at the Netherfrost Holy Domain shimmering in golden radiance.
Not bad. Now they had the foundation to compete for resources in the Great Thousand Wars.
Qin Luo had always considered himself a cautious man.
Generally, when entering an unfamiliar environment, he preferred to keep a low profile.
Killing? Fighting?
No, no—Qin Luo believed reckless action was unwise.
[Ten Thousand Demon Banner quartet: "........."]
After all, who knew how strong their opponents truly were?
Especially in the Great Thousand Worlds, where ancient forces had existed for who knew how long.
Who could say how many Chosen Ones lurked in their Holy Domains?
To be safe, they needed to create as many of their own as possible.
Fortunately...
Qin Luo glanced up at the now-faded sea of clouds.
A faint smile crossed his lips.
They had consumed half of the Holy Domain’s fortune energy just to elevate everyone to Chosen status.
Now...
It was time for the fun part.
He turned to Ouyang Xuan, who was still marveling at the changes in his body.
"Little Xuan, get ready. Recreate everything from the small world."
"Use your systems and the abilities of the Chosen Ones."
"Start with the network infrastructure."
Ouyang Xuan snapped out of his daze and nodded eagerly.
"Got it, Luo! With Little Ke’s Black Tech System and Li Mingyuan’s Civilization Evolution System, we can restore small-world technology in a day!"
Qin Luo gave a satisfied nod.
Perfect.
These two systems were exactly what they needed.
One maximized technological advancement.
The other propelled civilization forward.
Just right for their current situation.
As for the others—like the [Ox-Horse Civil Engineering System], [Automated Production System], or [Random XXXX System]...
In a world where battles started with nuclear strikes, they were practically useless.
But...
For making life comfortable?
They were invaluable.
The laws of the Great Thousand Worlds differed from the small world.
That was why certain things from the small world were optimized or discarded upon ascension.
Perhaps, to the people of the Great Thousand Worlds, only fortune, virtue, faith... and people truly mattered.
Everything else was disposable.
But just because they didn’t want it didn’t mean Qin Luo’s group wouldn’t!
They were used to modern life—how could they survive without phones?!
As for single-minded pursuit of the Dao?
Qin Luo had... no such ambitions.
It had all happened so bizarrely.
He had started as Su Muwan’s follower, then somehow ended up slapping faces left and right.
Slap after slap, and the story shifted from urban life to immortal cultivation.
Now, they had all ascended together.
"Qin Luo."
"I have a question."
Su Muwan raised her hand like a student.
"Go ahead, Miss Su."
"Umm..."
She blinked, twirling a strand of hair around her finger.
"What about my parents?"
Qin Luo: "..."
He coughed lightly.
"We’ll go see them now."
The moment he said it—
"Hey, hey! Take me too!"
Su Bailian popped up, hugging Boqi sheepishly.
"Being an undercover agent in the sect was exhausting—I wanna go home too!"
Wahhh!
She had been doing fine as a spy, but now the Primordial Sanctuary was gone, and she wasn’t even a Holy Maiden anymore.
Might as well go home.
Qin Luo glanced at Su Bailian and noticed golden fortune swirling around her.
Well, well—Su Bailian had become a Chosen One on par with Xiao Tian and the others.
"Then... let’s go home."
With a snap of his fingers—
They vanished.
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
ither go to a cultivation world where a single sword strike can defeat ten thousand enemies. Or they travel back to historical dynasties to alter history and wield imperial power. At the very least, they'd go back a few decades to get rich using their future knowledge and build a harem. Who the hell would transmigrate here!
