Chapter 1: Bridal Chamber Night, Awakening the Primal Creation Technique

"Grandpa, you lied to me again!"

On his wedding night, Lin Yang couldn't help but wear a bitter smile. Here he was, marrying the Holy Maiden of the Murong family, Murong Xiaoxiao, in the Divine Realm. 

His mind drifted back to his grandfather Lin Qing's last words before passing away.

"Child, I've been lying to you all along. You're not some naturally born waste. In fact, you are the only unparalleled genius in all of history! It's just that the spiritual energy of the mortal realm is unworthy of your physique. Once you reach the Divine Realm, you will soar to new heights!"

"By that time, the entire Divine Realm will bow to you. Countless Emperors will beg to be your followers, and countless Divine Maidens will fight to be your women."

"You are destined to be the strongest in all of eternity!"

"Take my life's savings and find a way to smuggle yourself into the Divine Realm. You'll understand everything then!"

...

The world Lin Yang lived in was made up of three great planes: the Mortal Realm, the Immortal Realm, and the Divine Realm.

Lin Yang, born a waste, unable to absorb spiritual energy or cultivate, was nothing more than an ant, even in the Mortal Realm. Let alone the Divine Realm, the pinnacle of cultivation.

Lin Yang had been fooled by his grandfather all his life, but this time, he held onto a sliver of belief.

And so, after a month of exhausting all of his grandfather's savings, he finally made it to the Divine Realm.

To his great delight, the moment he arrived, he was noticed by the god-king level figure Murong Longcheng, who oversaw this batch of smugglers. Murong Longcheng handpicked him to be the husband of Murong Xiaoxiao, the Murong family's peerless prodigy. And so, the wedding took place immediately.

Thus, on his very first day in the Divine Realm, Lin Yang hadn't even started cultivating, yet found himself entering the bridal chamber.

However, just as Lin Yang thought his lucky day had finally come, Murong Xiaoxiao doused him with a cold bucket of reality.

"If you dare take one more step closer, I'll break your legs!" 

"Look at yourself! What do you think you are?"

Lin Yang had no reason to doubt her words.

In the Mortal Realm, cultivation was divided into stages: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Divided Spirit, Transformation, Void, Great Ascension, and Tribulation Crossing.

In the Immortal Realm, it ranged from Human Immortal, Earth Immortal, Celestial Immortal, True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Profound Immortal, Immortal Lord, Immortal King, to Immortal Emperor.

In the Divine Realm, the stages were God Servant, Heavenly God, God King, God Emperor, Sovereign, Eternal, Primordial, and finally, Great Emperor.

Murong Xiaoxiao, the peerless daughter of the Murong family, along with her sister Murong Jingjing, was known as one of the "Twin Supreme Beauties." Her cultivation had terrifyingly reached the eighth stage of God Servant.

And Lin Yang? A total waste with no cultivation, not even at the Qi Refining stage.

To put it bluntly, Murong Xiaoxiao could kill him a million times over with just a breath.

Even a careless fart could obliterate Lin Yang's soul.

If she truly wished to kill him, it wouldn't be any harder than squashing an ant.

If Lin Yang were foolish enough to force himself upon her, it would be like an old man hanging himself—courting death.

Lin Yang wasn't angry at Murong Xiaoxiao's attitude.

After all, what goddess-like prodigy would want to marry a piece of trash?

No, Lin Yang was furious at his grandfather.

Upon arriving in the Divine Realm, he had immediately tried to operate the cultivation technique imprinted in his mind.

But still, it was utterly useless.

Which meant that even in the Divine Realm, he remained nothing but a total waste.

He couldn't understand why his grandfather, even on his deathbed, had lied so blatantly and tricked him into coming to the Divine Realm.

A waste was a waste. No matter where he went, he was still a waste.

In that moment, Lin Yang's mind began to reflect on his brief twenty-one years of life.

In the cultivation world where strength reigned supreme, cultivation talents ranged from strong to weak, but Lin Yang had none whatsoever.

Such a person was destined to be humiliated and tormented by others!

His grandfather had been just an ordinary mortal as well. Two pieces of trash, clinging to each other for survival. It was easy to imagine the abuse and suffering Lin Yang had endured growing up.

He had arrived in the Divine Realm full of hope, thinking he could change his fate, only to face even greater disappointment.

The crushing disappointment and sense of betrayal made Lin Yang's anger surge.

Why?

Why was the heavens so unfair to him?

Why were others born with extraordinary talent, destined to be prodigies?

Why, of all people, was he the one destined to be a waste?

The heavens were unjust!

Anger, anger, anger!

Boundless rage boiled within him, threatening to burn everything in its path.

"Boom!"

It seemed as though the heavens had felt Lin Yang's fury. In that instant, within his sea of consciousness, a crack suddenly appeared in the endless chaos.

Beyond that crack, Lin Yang vaguely saw a gigantic shadow, radiating an overwhelming aura. The shadow felt oddly familiar to him.

But before he could make sense of it, the crack closed.

Immediately after, an explosion of information flooded Lin Yang's mind.

When everything finally settled, a new cultivation technique appeared in his mind.

The Primal Creation Technique.

Before the heavens existed, there was Primal Chaos!

According to the technique, the Primal Creation Technique was a supreme cultivation method that transcended this world and all its laws.

While ordinary people absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, comprehending the laws as their primary path to cultivation, this technique was different.

The Primal Creation Technique didn't focus on laws—it focused on the body. And its cultivation method was straightforward and crude: eat.

Eat heavenly herbs!

Eat divine treasures!

As long as there were endless resources, using this technique, his physical body could grow infinitely stronger!

There wouldn't even be any bottlenecks in his cultivation.

In the end, a single punch could shatter stars, a single step could traverse suns and moons with ease.

Crazy, Cool, and Absolutely Epic!

"Let's feel it out first!" Lin Yang suppressed his excitement as he flipped his hand, retrieving a stalk of Magic Crimson Immortal Grass from his storage bracelet.

To be fair, Murong Longcheng had truly treated Lin Yang well!

Not only did he bring Lin Yang into the Murong family and betroth Murong Xiaoxiao to him, but he also gave him a large number of cultivation herbs.

Heavenly and earthly treasures were classified into tiers: Unranked, Low-grade, Mid-grade, High-grade, Top-grade, Immortal-grade, and Divine-grade.

This Magic Crimson Immortal Grass belonged to the Low-grade category.

Though it was only a low-grade herb, it would have been enough to drive countless tribulation-stage cultivators in the mortal realm to madness.

And yet, it was the lowest-grade herb in Lin Yang's possession.

Considering it was his first time, Lin Yang decided to take it slow and gentle.

He understood that "haste makes waste" and that trying to take too big a step at once could backfire.

Reining in his excitement, Lin Yang swallowed the herb.

The moment it entered his mouth, an overwhelming surge of energy exploded within him.

Without any hesitation, he activated the Primal Creation Technique.

At that moment, it felt as if an invisible hand had emerged, guiding the massive energy within his body, gradually integrating it into his limbs and bones.

"Awesome!" Lin Yang felt as if every pore in his body was about to burst open in pure ecstasy.

At the same time, he could distinctly feel his physical body growing stronger.

When everything finally settled down, Lin Yang was left in shock by the immense power now coursing through him.

He had reached First Heaven of Creation!

The Primal Creation Technique had a total of ninety-nine levels.

Just reaching the First Heaven of Creation was equivalent to being as powerful as a Tribulation Stage cultivator in the mortal realm!

A Tribulation Stage cultivator!

Lin Yang's heart trembled with excitement.

In the mortal realm, progressing from the Qi Refining stage to the Tribulation stage could take even the most gifted geniuses thousands of years, if not an eternity.

Some might spend their entire lives stuck on the path.

But what about him?

From the moment he consumed the Magic Crimson Immortal Grass until now, not even ten minutes had passed.

Ten minutes!

This cultivation speed surpassed those so-called prodigies by countless leagues.

And this was only the beginning.

Taking a deep breath, another herb appeared in Lin Yang's hand.