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.
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esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
