age= int(input(“请输入你重启人生后的年龄：”))
   if age=18：print（“重生元年。”）
elif age=19：print（“家族分割。”）
elif age=20：print（“请把尊严还给大学生。”）
elif age=21：print（“耀眼的紫微星。”）
elif age=22：print（“家国情怀。”）
elif age=23：print（“大国崛起的时代。”）
elif age=24：print（“ 我辈当自强。”）
            else：print（“奋斗，奋斗，奋斗。”)

PS：书友说我的简介不好，像是小白文。那就修改吧，这下应该不白了吧？

This is a true life story written with the permission of the protagonist, though conversations would be fictional.

A story about a man's life and his biggest turning point.

"This is really the place." The dragon was too big to land on the island, so it circled overhead. The Extreme King man stood atop the head of the dragon, peering down at the island.
Han Sen was shocked, and he thought to himself, "The Extreme King have gotten here so quickly?"
Han Sen didn't recognize this Extreme King man, but he immediately identified the giant dragon beneath the man's feet. Han Sen had never seen it before, but he knew its name. It was the famous Extreme Purple Demon Dragon. It was deified, and it was a mount for the king's brother Meng Lie.
Meng Lie was King Bai's biological brother, and he had become deified a long time ago. He was one of the top ten elites of the Extreme King.
If even the likes of Meng Lie had come to the Tianxia System to hunt down Han Sen, that showed just how much they wanted him dead.
But Han Sen couldn't blame the Extreme King. The king's son had been murdered. If Han Sen didn't pay for what he had done, then the dignity and pride of the Extreme King and King Bai would be forever tarnished.
"Han Sen! I know you are here. Do you want to come out by your own volition, or do you want me to come down there and drag you out?" Meng Lie boomed from the air, staring down at the wooden house.
Han Sen's heart began to pound. He knew the Extreme King would come after he sent the video, but he hadn't thought they would arrive so quickly.
Han Sen had expected the demon spirit to be nearby when the Extreme King arrived, so they would have to deal with him before they could focus on Han Sen. But in a surprising turn of events, the demon spirit had yet to appear.
"Two deifieds have come looking for you. It seems as if you're in over your head." The woman looked at Han Sen with interest.
Before Han Sen could answer, the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon beneath Meng Lie gathered up a sphere of dragon power. It turned itself into a being of purple fire. It was going to smite the island and turn it to ash.
The woman's face hardened, and the light of the red lantern she was holding grew brighter. The red light covered the whole island, intercepting the purple fireball. The dragon's attack was unable to penetrate the light.
The purple fire burned fiercely and the red light wavered, but it still managed to shield the island from the power of the fire. The purple fire was incredibly wild, but it couldn't make it past the shield.
The Extreme Purple Demon Dragon became incredibly angry. It spat out more of that purple fire, but try as it might, it couldn't displace the red light.
The woman was unshaken. She raised her lantern and put her hand inside it. When she pulled her hand back out of it, Han Sen saw there was a little flame flickering atop her fingers.
The woman flicked it at the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon that hovered in the sky. That small flame shot upward, rising until it hit the dragon.
Boom!
Han Sen watched what looked like a nuclear bomb going off. The giant body of the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon was engulfed by a bright red sea of fire. The monster was transformed into a big, burning fireball. It squealed in pain, and its wings flapped madly as it tried to put out the fire that was ravaging it.
But the more it flapped, the more the fire burned.
Han Sen was frozen. As a fire-aligned deified xenogeneic, the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon should have been able to eat fire for breakfast. Instead, it was burning in intense pain. It was difficult to imagine how terrifying that tiny flame must have been.
The woman stood as calmly as if nothing spectacular had happened. She continued to hold the big red lantern, and she stood in front of the window, looking up at the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon and Meng Lie.
Suddenly, Han Sen saw Meng Lie roll up his sleeves. Then it was like the man turned into a black hole. The red fire on the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon was sucked into that black hole, and it all disappeared. There wasn't even a whiff of smoke remaining.
"Meng Lie is very powerful," Han Sen thought to himself.
"Who are you? Why are you protecting a fugitive like Han Sen?" Meng Lie stood atop the head of the Extreme Purple Demon Dragon's head, looking down at the woman near the window. He frowned.
"This is my house," the woman said simply. "You cannot just come here and attempt to burn it down, killing as you please."
Meng Lie looked at the woman in the same way. "Han Sen has a deep grudge with the Extreme King. The Extreme King will make him pay with his blood. If you would grant me access to your abode, we will greatly appreciate it."
"And what if I don't?" The woman wasn't pleased by Meng Lie's tone.
Meng Lie had asked her to stay out of the way, but it had sounded more like a command. There was no room for maneuvering or negotiation.
"Then I will forge my own path. The Extreme King are here now, and no one can stop me," Meng Lie said imperiously.
Hearing Meng Lie say that, Han Sen almost burst out laughing.
The Extreme King had enough power to suppress many races. And all of the top ten deifieds of the Extreme King were a serious threat.
But Meng Lie had just condescended to the wrong person. This woman had come from the era of the Sacred Leader. The Extreme King's alpha had been merely a servant to a woman like this, once upon a time. And now, an heir of the Extreme King was talking down to her in such a manner. Han Sen knew what she was going to do, just judging from the man's disrespectful tone of voice.
"The Extreme King must be really powerful. I am keen to see how you, a scion of the Extreme King, will build a path that cuts right through me," the woman said, her voice dripping with contempt.
Meng Lie frowned. The Extreme King were one of the most famous races in the universe, and they had been for a very long time. Furthermore, Meng Lie was the brother of the king. Aside from those of the Very High or the Ancient God, no one ever dared to speak to them in such a way.
"Hmph." Meng Lie flipped his hands out and started to push toward the island.
The hand became a big print that suddenly covered the whole shield. A hellish godlight burned from the print. It turned into an old word that read "king," and it was infused with powers for crushing the sky and the ground.
The clouds of the Tianxia System shook because of that word. The clouds nearby were all rolling, and space was tearing and coming undone under the force of the large print. The whole area had become a dangerous maelstrom of destructive power.
In Han Sen's eyes, it was like the whole world was being flattened by that unstoppable word. The island was going to get crushed like an egg.
"You stole the World Print, and now you have the gall to show it off here?" The woman looked up with disdain. She raised her hands, and a small print appeared on her fingers. She threw it at the big print that was coming down toward the island.
The small print and the big print collided. Weird symbols flashed across the smaller print. Han Sen couldn't tell what the symbols meant, but the sight of them was disconcerting. It was like the universe's destiny now resided in that little print.
Boom!
The small print hit the big print. Then, the scary big print shattered. It couldn't repel the small print.
"How is that possible?" Meng Lie's face changed. His king print could suppress the sky and earth, and no race should have been able to stop it. But now, a much smaller print had been able to crush it. It was a sight that beggared belief.
Han Sen had used his Purple-Eye Butterfly to observe the conflict. The woman's small print had a similar structure to the big print, but the smaller variant's power was much denser.
They looked roughly the same, but when they ran into each other, but it was like refined steel going up against baked clay. The world shocking king print shattered. It couldn't compare to the woman's World Print.


In the magnificent interstellar era, mankind has finally developed teleport technology, but when trying to teleport, they are not sent to the future, the past, or any land known to men...

This mysterious space is called God’s Sanctuary, where lived numerous unknown creatures. Here, humans will make the greatest leap in their evolution to create the most glorious epoch in history.

"Sacred-blood creature black beetle killed. Beast soul of sacred-blood black beetle gained. Eat the meat of sacred-blood black beetle to gain 0 to 10 geno points randomly."

If it was something on for auction, so be it.
Nevertheless, the Demonstone Engraving was the Kunlun Realm's heritage. How could the realm's treasure be lost to the hands of cultivators from another realm?
That was something Zhang Ruochen will never tolerate!
Jiang Yunchong said, "This Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print is deposited by a cultivator in Tianjue Pavilion for auction. He does not need saint stones, but wants to exchange items that he needs now."
"What items?" someone asked.
Jiang Yunchong said. "A Divine-class sword technique manual, hundred thousand year old sacred medicines, heaven-grade sacred pills, king-grade sacred pills, ancient sacred relics, Supreme Sacred Artifacts, or materials to create a Supreme Sacred Artifact. Anyone who can produce something that would satisfy him, the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print will belong to that person."
All of the cultivators present shook their heads and sighed like a wilted eggplant.
The treasures Jiang Yunchong had mentioned were all extremely rare items, how could they even produce one out?
From a private room on the third floor, a red-skinned man with broad shoulders and frame walked out, holding a jade box in his hand, saying. "I have a heaven-grade sacred pill, the Guihong Pill."
Whoosh!!
YunchongThe red-skinned man opened up the emerald box, and soon the powerful fragrance of the pill filled the entirety of Tianjue Pavilion.
In the box, that Guihong Pill, was like a pearl, full of luster and warmth as thousands of inscriptions flowed within it.
Amidst the resounding admiration and exclamation, there were also many avaricious gazes being cast.
Jiang Yunchong said. "If sir, you only have one Guihong Pill, it won't be enough to exchange for the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print.
The red-skinned man looked rather disappointed as he put away the Guihong pill, and returned to his room.
A ghastly looking old man came out from a private room on the fourth floor and took out a crystal spar half a foot tall. Inside the spar was a strange silver flower.
"I have a hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicine, could it be used to exchange for the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print?" the ghastly old man said.
Jiang Yunchong stared at one of the private rooms on the fifth floor, appearing to be communicating with someone.
A moment later, Jiang Yunchong shook his head, saying. "A single hundred thousand-year-old sacred medicine is obviously insufficient. If sir, you have more hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicines, perhaps we can consider it."
Even more hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicines?
Those ancient sacred medicines were not Chinese cabbages, you know.
But, based on Jiang Yunchong's gaze, everyone guessed that the seller of the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print is probably in the west side private room on the fifth floor.
What they did not know was, how could a figure like Jiang Yunchong, with his peerless cultivation, make such an elementary mistake?
After that, cultivators from the various private rooms showed up one after another. Some took out one-hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicines, some took out top swordsmanship tomes, while some even took out a small piece of material for refining a Supreme Sacred Artifact.
It was like a Battle of Treasures, with each showing their own wares, opening the eyes of all of the cultivators present.
Of course, there were also a few low-key powerhouses that silently took note of those cultivators and treasures, as the thought of killing and seizing the treasures appeared in their minds.
A single Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print had revealed the treasures hidden in many cultivators, and one could imagine, after tonight, a storm of blood will blow over the Eastern Region Holy City.
Zhang Ruochen stared at the private room to the east as he muttered to himself. "It seems like Xie Canghai had appeared at Tianjue Pavilion for the 'Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print. He should be making a bid I suppose?"
Sure enough, a moment later.
The door of the private room on the east side opened as Xie Canghai's tall and proud figure walked out.
In an instant, all of the light and heat within Tianjue Pavilion were swallowed by Xie Canghai as all of the cultivator's gaze all gathered onto him.
"I have three hundred thousand-year-old sacred medicine, and another Taiyi Primordial Stone, could it be used to exchange the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print?" Xie Canghai said.
"My goodness! Three hundred thousand-year-old sacred medicines?"
"Who is this person, to be such a loudmouth, he can't be just bragging right?"
"Most hundred-thousand-year-old sacred medicine would generally gain intelligent sentience with powerful cultivation, how could a Saint King have three of them?
There were people in Tianjue Pavilion who were knowledgeable and explained Xie Canghai's identity.
Suddenly, deep breaths could be heard, as many cultivators showed expressions of awe and fear.
Jiang Yunchong asked. "The seller wants to know how big the Taiyi Primordial Stone Mr. Xie is?"
Xie Canghai clicked the edge of his mouth, knowing that something was at play, so he took out a stone the size of a millstone.
The stone exuded golden brilliance, and unlike gold, there was no metallic luster. The light was extremely dazzling, and every light was like a razor-sharp sword.
All of the cultivators present closed their eyes and dared not look at it directly.
Zhang Ruochen held his breath and said. "Such a huge Taiyi Primordial Stone is enough to refine the initial form of a Supreme Sacred Artifact."
Taiyi Primordial Stone was one of the ultimate substances of Five Elements.
The Ultimate Substances of the Five Elements is one of the top ten substances of the entire universe.
With three hundred thousand-year-old sacred medicines plus a Taiyi Primordial Stone, that seller was obviously tempted.
Zhang Ruochen did not wait any longer, as he pushed open the door of the private room. As he stood by the edge of the railing, he called out. "This prince also has a treasure, and I wonder if it can be exchanged for the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print?"
Immediately after, Zhang Ruochen took out Qi Sheng's Godslaying Cross Shield and threw it below.
BAM!
The heavy Godslayer Cross Shield, like a cross made out of white boulder, with ancient divine blood stained upon it, slammed into the center of the hall. It was five stories tall and was extremely awe-inspiring.
The spirit of the Godslayer Cross Shield was tyrannical, and Zhang Ruochen could not control it, plus there were so many other unstable factors that made him decided to use it to exchange the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print.
"This treasure... is really quite something..."
Jiang Yunchong appeared under the Godslayer Cross Shield and gently touched it, a series of bloody lines appeared on the surface of the shield.
"For it to unleash such powerful divine aura without any saint Qi to rouse it, it is definitely a weapon with a profound background."
"Could it be a Supreme Sacred Artifact?"
...
Jiang Yunchong's ears twitched slightly, as he folded his fist and smiled. "Congratulations, the seller thinks that your weapon fits his needs quite well, and had agreed to exchange with you."
"He agreed so quickly?" Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised.
The Godslayer Cross Shield itself was extraordinary, so much so that even a Supreme Saint would want to snatch it for himself, thus it was not strange that the other party was eager to exchange.
Xie Canghai was determined to win the Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print, how could he let it fall into other's hands?
A killing intent surged out of Xie Canghai's body, causing all of the cultivators in Tianjue Pavilion to feel like they had fallen into an ice grotto, and all of them were trembling with fear.
"Youngster, what you have done today is overstepping your bounds!" Xie Canghai's tone was extremely sullen.
Although the gap of cultivation between him and Xie Canghai was huge, Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of him, as he looked back at him, saying. "We are all buying treasures here using our financial resources and abilities, where did this prince overstep his bounds? Xie Canghai, you are in any case an elite of the Precept Domain realm, how are you that petty?"
BAM!!!
Xie Canghai slammed his fist on the railing, and suddenly the defensive wards and inscriptions within Tianjue Pavilion were all activated.
A powerful surge of saint force blasted out in all directions.
Zhang Ruochen was hit by one of the shock waves, and his body felt like it had been hit by a divine mountain as he took two steps back, his hair crown shattered, and his long hair rolled down.
Zhang Ruochen roared. "You old coot! I'm a secret disciple of Yanshen, you think I'm afraid of you?"
WHOOSH!!
Zhang Ruochen activated the crimson precept circuits from his leg left and roused it to both of his hands, and suddenly two burning clouds of flame appeared in his hands.
Xie Canghai retracted his saint aura and was a little surprised. "You're a secret disciple of Yanshen?"
Zhang Ruochen snorted and said with a tough tone. "Xie Canghai, if you want to strike, I'm not afraid of you at the slightest. If you wish for a fight, then one of us will not leave to see another day."
Yanshen was a god of the Fane of Merits and was also an authority in himself in the Heavenly Realm.
The Blackdemon Realm behind Xie Canghai was in the end, just a minor follower of the Heavenly Realm, and if he were to meet a Heavenly Realm cultivator of the same realm, Xie Canghai would need to lower his head.
A secret disciple of Yanshen itself was a lofty status, and naturally could not be offended.
Xie Canghai used telepathy to speak to Mister Godcliff and King Daxi. "Is this person really a disciple of Yanshen?"
Mister Godcliff frowned and said, "The number of direct disciples of Yanshen is so large that it is hard to say."
King Daxi said. "The aura of this person is exactly the same as Yanshen. Moreover, that aura had divine power in it, and I suppose Yanshen had bestowed him an incredible treasure."
"Was he a direct disciple of Yanshen?"
"Shang Ziyan is the only direct disciple of Yanshen, how did a second one pop up?"
A moment later, Xie Canghai retracted his killing intent as a smile appeared on his face, saying. "Since Your Highness is a secret disciple of Yanshen, we are all on the same side, and everything can be discussed."
Zhang Ruochen smiled inwardly.
Pretending to be Yanshen's secret disciple was Zhang Ruochen's way to break out of this situation.
This move carried a great risk and had undoubtedly pushed him to the cusp of the storm, and he was in danger of being crushed at any moment.
"Your Highness, can we speak for a moment?" Xie Canghai initiated an invitation to Zhang Ruochen.
"I don't think it is necessary."
Be it the old coots like Mister Godcliff, Xie Canghai, Jueyan Hu, or King Daxi, a scion of heaven, all of them were extremely shrewd. If Zhang Ruochen were to come into close contact with them, he would definitely be exposed, and by then, he won't even know how he had died.
So everything was touch and go.
Zhang Ruochen's gaze landed on Jiang Yunchong below and asked, "Deal?"
"Deal." Jiang Yunchong replied with a smile.
However, the moment he said the word "deal", another voice from Jiang Yunchong rang out in Zhang Ruochen's mind. "The Demonic Blood Ax Engraving Print is used to fish Xie Canghai out. To break the crisis in the Eastern Region Holy City, give the print to him. An Array Master is here and can hear our conversation. Don't use telepathy to ask me why."
A color of surprise flashed past Zhang Ruochen's eyes.
His expression did not change, but a tidal wave seemed to have been kicked up in his heart.
"Is Jiang Yunchong really..."
Zhang Ruochen had this hunch when he first encountered Jiang Yunchong.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was even more certain that Jiang Yunchong was most probably a Kunlun Realm cultivator
What Zhang Ruochen was uncertain was if he was a reclusive powerhouse of Kunlun Realm, or was a scion of heaven that had woken up from his slumber from a hundred thousand years ago.


Eight hundred years ago, a legendary man passed away. Zhang Ruochen, the son of Emperor Ming, was killed by his fiancée, Princess Chi Yao. Then, eight hundred years after his death, he came back, only to find that the one who had killed him had already unified Kunlun's Field and built the First Central Empire, and was now known as Empress Chi Yao... Empress Chi Yao—Her Majesty governed the mortal world and enjoyed prestige in all directions as well as an eternal life. Zhang Ruochen stood outside of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, looking at the statue of Empress Chi Yao, and the flames of hatred burned in his heart. “After I practice for 13 years, I shall send the empress to her doom!”

In a party, regardless of whether it was a small one consisting of 5 members, or big scale one consisting over 500, those main tanks responsible for luring monsters as well as healers would always be the class that was the most lacking and required. If these two classes were established, then the remaining damage dealing would be a cinch.
With the participation of the main tank, Out of Print, and healer, Orchid Elf, Li Yi found another two who were 'willing' to join his party in Dark Empire to form a five-member party. 
The other two Dark Empire members were a Poisonous Thief Orc called Three Goat Pig Pig and a Violent Warrior Orc called 123 Tag.
The ATK damage of these two were completely not at par. Their white-colored equipment weren't even completed. They were at Level 8 and Level 9 respectively. They were the kind who would not even qualify for substitutions.
Still, it was better than nothing. This was what Li Yi thought.
Out of Print was honest. The moment he joined the party, he mentioned, "I have attempted Instance Dungeon of the Heroic difficulty multiples times and I get wiped out every time I encounter monsters, so they didn't dare to party with me."
"Me too," Orchid Elf, who was three-meters tall, coyly added.
Out of Print, just as Li Yi, was of the Human race while Lady Orchid Elf was gaming a Giant.
The Giants were considered the least populated race in all of King of Pantheon. Its sparseness could not beat that of the Vagabond class.
The Giants could go up to three meters, making them a huge target. Their reactions were not as agile. If they were fronted with Dwarfs, they would already drop dead before laying eyes on them. If anyone wanted to defeat Giants, they were basically walking and breathing targets that couldn't even go into hiding...
This was nothing. The Giants' Innate Ability was the most astounding. All three of their Innate Abilities were all rubbish. 
With Strength of Titan, Giants were able to facilitate up to double the items than normal races in their backpacks, enabling them to carry a super heavy load.
With Will of Giant, strong Giants developed a special capability from constant exposure of wind and rain that when they were attacked with spells, 1% damage would be reduced.
With Rage of Earth, Giants would ram their fists onto the ground, quaking away all enemies within a ten meter range. The casting speed was 8 seconds with a cooling period of 1 hour.
Among these three Innate Abilities, apart from Rage of Earth that seemed alright, the other two were entirely rubbish. However, the channeling time of 8 seconds in casting Rage of Earth was enough to make one crumble. Usually before it could be cast, they would be interrupted...
Those assuming the roles of healers would usually choose races with added intelligence like White Elves or Orcs. These classes would have bonus from their own races' Innate Skills that could strengthen their healing ability.
A year into the game in Li Yi's past life, it was then that players started having a certain understanding of the game. Basically, no one would play a healer as a Giant.
Regardless of his past or current life, it was Li Yi's first to see someone played a healer as a Giant.
Li Yi smiled, "No worries. We are only giving it a go. Of course, it's best if we can pass, but there is no problem if we can't. Getting wiped out is unavoidable in opening up a path. However, I want to inform something first. If we could really make it through, I hope it would be under the Dark Empire's name."
"Alright with me." Out of Print shrugged.
"Whatever you say." Orchid Elf did not object.
The other two naturally did not have differing views. As players that could not even make as substitutes, they were already happy to be able to try the Instance Dungeon of the Heroic difficulty. 
"Okay, then I'll simply distribute the tasks. I will be luring monsters in a bit. Out of Print will be in charge of tanking, while Orchid Elf will specifically heal Out of Print. The rest need not do anything."
"No problem."
The remaining four nodded.
"Okay then." Li Yi unequipped the Frost Ring and handed over to Out of Print.
"Equip this.
"Return it to me once we're done with the dungeon."
Out of Print was stunned, but still bluntly took and equipped it.
"Alright, let's enter the dungeon."
Li Yi wielded his arm and entered the dungeon first.
System Notification: [You have entered an Instance Dungeon of the Heroic difficulty, Frost Labyrinth. Time until the dungeon refreshes is 23 hours and 20 minutes.]
"Howl—"
Four Elite Level Frosty Snow Wolves were moving indolently on the snow. The HP displayed above them was shockingly at 12,000.
It was under these four Frosty Snow Wolves whose hands Unyielding-to-the-Sky Dragon died in.
"Don't come over. Wait for my signal, and then that's when Out of Print will lure the monsters."
Li Yi ran to another direction. He held his bow and aimed at a Frosty Snow Wolf. An arrow was shot with a swoosh.
[-279]
The beautiful critical damage sparked above a Frosty Snow Wolf. The four Frosty Snow Wolves immediately sensed Li Yi and ran towards his direction.
Li Yi retreated a few steps and hid behind a huge tree to conceal his body.
Apart from the Frosty Snow Wolf damaged by Li Yi which continued running forward, the remaining three Frosty Snow Wolves blankly stood on their spot. It wasn't long when a howl was heard as they returned to their original spots.
"Out of Print, now!"
Li Yi rotated his body with a Resounding Shot as he yelled while running toward Out of Print.
His speed was far from an Elite-Level Frosty Snow Wolf. Once he was caught up to, death was eminent.
Out of Print charged forward, slicing with each swirl of his blade. It wasn't long before he drew the Frosty Snow Wolves into Aggro mode.
"Block their sight to transfer Aggro!" Three Goat Pig Pig exclaimed, giving Li Yi the thumbs up.[1]
Li Yi's earlier action seemed simple, but it wasn't easy to pull off in reality. To block a monster's sight so that it could not see oneself was easy. However, it wasn't easy to follow suit with another monster.
"Go!"
Three Goat Pig Pig and 123 Tag pulled themselves together and made a move forward.
"Heal!"
Seeing Out of Print's HP going down, Li Yi yelled at Orchid Elf.
Orchid Elf held a matchstick-like staff and twirled. Rings of white light sparkled around Li Yi. Li Yi was instantly dumbfounded.
'... What sort of healing is this? What's the point of adding my HP?'
In a split second, Out of Print collapsed onto the ground. Frosty Snow Wolf's HP was still around 5,000+.
"Old Pig, you're up!"
In a moment of desperation, Li Yi released a Mutated Small Wild Boar and successfully averted Frosty Snow Wolf's Aggro. He continuously blasted arrows, resounding shots, crippling strikes, various damages until finally, the Frosty Snow Wolf was killed before Mutated Small Wild Boar collapsed.
"Oh my God, did we really kill them?" Three Goat Pig Pig looked at the Frosty Snow Wolves on the ground. He was still in disbelief.
Li Yi looked at Orchid Elf, "When I asked you to heal, I was asking you to heal Out of Print. Why did you recover my HP?"
"I... I was aiming at Out of Print," Orchid Elf felt awkward. She took large strides to Out of Print. Both her hands basked in Holy Light.
"Holy Light Redemption!"
The Resurrection Spell! This Healer Giant unexpectedly knew the Resurrection Spell...
Li Yi was, once again, dumbfounded.
A glimpse of her gaming skills gave away she was a noob. However, not only was her equipment the highest grade, she learned the Resurrection Spell sought after by the High Priests that couldn't even be bought.
"Do you even know how to be a healer?" Out of Print stood up and glared at Orchid Elf in frustration.
"I pumped HP on you but I don't know how it ended up on Dark Wing."
Orchid Elf clenched her Matchstick Staff. Her tone was certain.
　　
[1] Blocking a monster's sight is a strategy to disappear out of a monster's sight by hiding behind an obstacle and pulling its attention to another player.


Li Yi once lived the dream of every pro gamer. He was at the top of his game with the best equipment, the highest stats, and everything a gamer could ever hope for. However, he soon realized that none of his ill-gotten gains for his to keep when he was branded Public Enemy Number One and killed in the biggest battle of the ages. 

Now, he has the chance to turn back the clock and return to a time before his first mistake put him on the path of no return. This time, Li Yi will make different choices. With that, comes many interesting encounters — like saving a woman in distress then making love to her seven times in a row while her child slept in the next room. However, will he get back to what truly matters?

One thing is for sure, with the memories retained from his past, he will become King of this game. 

Chatter! Chatter! Chatter!
Jiang Yi's small palm print might have neutralized a majority of the pressure from the rainbow giant palm print that pressed down from the sky, but the bones in Jiang Yi's legs were still fracturing from the pressure. The limestone slabs were doing worse as giant cracks had opened up, and half of Jiang Yi's body had sunk into the surface of the ground!
Just a little more. I just need a little more time to reverse the situation. Do the heavens truly want me dead?
Seeing the scene up above the sky, Jiang Yi revealed a trace of despair in his eyes.
The spatial zone was shivering, and he couldn't instant-shift. He had just learned how to gather the hidden nine heaven stars' power in his dantian, but his gathering speed was just too slow. The amount was also just too little.
There were two rainbow palm prints of distinctly different sizes in the sky. It was obvious that Jiang Yi's small palm print wouldn't be able to withstand Ji Tingyu's giant palm print. The horrific power of the nine heaven stars was going to press down and crush Jiang Yi.
Tsk! Tsk!
The giant palm, which had a diameter of three meters, pressed down with an unstoppable aura presence. All the buildings that were within the 30-meter radius were all destroyed, and houses that were built with limestone were turned into dust.
The surface of the ground where Jiang Yi was had all sunken, and Jiang Yi was enduring the agony. All the bones in his legs were shattered, and his innards were injured from the impact. He violently vomited blood out as though it was limitless.
Buzz—!
When the large and small rainbow palm prints clashed, there wasn't any intense explosion. However, the spatial zone shook, and spatial cracks extended and interwove outwards.
As expected, the small palm was destroyed by the giant palm, but the rainbow radiance from the giant palm had dimmed a lot. The pressure was still as horrific, and it was still coming down like Mt. Tai.
"Pfff…"
Jiang Yi's eyes rolled white while he spurted out with a mouth of fresh blood. 
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Right at this moment, the entire surface of the Hades Abyss suddenly broke open. Apart from the radiating Martial Arts Hall, all the other buildings had collapsed. Because of the activated Heaven Fate Great Array, the entire Hades Abyss' ground should have been radiating with a blinding light. Then again, the light had vanished, and it was dusky!
"What is going on? The Heaven Fate Great Array had been broken?" Dugu Qiu got a shock as he flew over and looked down fearfully.
He could clearly feel that the Hades Abyss' strongest Heaven Fate Great Array had been destroyed. This array was put up by three Heaven Monarch experts from the main hall, and it was their best reliance. Without this great array, Ji Tingyu's condensed image would lose the supply of power and vanish.
"It is still fine, still fine. Jiang Yi is about to die soon; otherwise, there will be huge trouble." When Dugu Qiu saw that Jiang Yi was about to be enveloped by the giant palm, he silently let out a breath of relief.
Ji Tingyu's image was fading away, but her face had this exceptional calm expression. Her eyes were dimmed, and before her image faded, she left behind a defeated speech: "Hall Master… we have lost! Even after all the calculation, I have left out a single person. I have forgotten about him, the exceptional hero from the Divine Martial Kingdom."
Bang!
Just as Jiang Yi was about to be smashed by the giant palm print, the surface of the ground beside suddenly exploded while a blue shadow flew over. An unequaled overlord aura presence poured out.
It was a middle-aged man—a dashing and refined middle-aged man. He was raising a giant black-gold shield, and the shield was radiating with black light and horrific aura presence. It was obviously a saint artifact, and the man was glowing with a dull yellow protection coat as he rushed towards the giant palm print fearlessly.
"Uh…"
Jiang Yi was originally closing his eyes and waiting for death. When he felt the pressure vanishing, he opened his eyes with astonishment. He saw a tall and straight figure, which was imposing like a mountain, bursting towards the giant palm print like a cannonball.
Jiang Bieli?
Jiang Yi's soul spirit was shaken. When he was at the point of demise, a least-expected individual appeared? He even destroyed the Heaven Fate Great Array? Right now, he was helping Jiang Yi block against that horrific palm?
How did Jiang Bieli sneak in? Why wasn't he discovered if he was hidden in the Hades Abyss? How did he break this heaven-defying array? Did Jiang Bieli especially come to help Jiang Yi? He then appeared at the most crucial moment to save Jiang Yi's life?
"No…"
All these questions didn't matter in the next second!
Jiang Yi could clearly see that the giant palm print had effortlessly turned Jiang Bieli's saint artifact into dust. Immediately after, Jiang Bieli's large arm was turned into blood mist. When the giant palm continued to press down, it ultimately smashed onto Jiang Bieli's dull yellow protection, and Jiang Yi could see that it was crushed like an eggshell. Jiang Bieli's body was then enveloped by the giant palm print.
"Why are you still not releasing the flames to protect your body?"
A transmitted message echoed in Jiang Yi's mind as he suddenly awakened. He immediately drove a trace of essence force into the Fire Spirit Pearl, causing the pearl to radiate with light while bundles of Netherworld Ghost Flames poured out.
The image of Ji Tingyu had vanished, and so did the pressure from the prowess.
After destroying Jiang Yi's small palm print, Jiang Bieli's saint artifact shield, and his Earth's Shield dao pattern, more than half the energy of the giant palm had been exhausted. The giant palm was originally radiating with rainbow brilliance, but it was now dimmed. Its prowess had been greatly decreased. It allowed Jiang Yi to circulate some essence force; otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to release any ghost flames.
Boom!
The giant palm continued to press down, and despite having more than half the energy expended, it still was the power of the nine heaven stars, which was the power of heaven and earth. How domineering was it? Jiang Bieli's strength was competent, but a pity that he was only at the seventh stage of the Vajra Realm. How could his physical body be able to resist against the giant palm?
"There are two wooden sculptures buried in the southern corner of the valley. The small one is for you. If you can find your mother, pass the big sculpture to her. Jiang Yi, I am sorry. I can only help you this much…"
Another transmitted message echoed in Jiang Yi's mind. However, before the message could finish, Jiang Bieli had been turned into a blood mist while his body splattered in all directions. Much of the blood mist was evaporated by the ghost flames. Jiang Yi could only see one of Jiang Bieli's badly damaged arms landing three kilometers away.
"Ahh, Ahh, Ahh…!"
Despite the fact that Jiang Yi never acknowledged this father, but they were still connected by flesh and blood. Jiang Yi's body was flowing with Jiang Bieli's blood, and it was an unchangeable fact.
Right now, seeing how Jiang Bieli got smashed without a corpse in order to save him, Jiang Yi's soul spirit was filled with sorrow. He ignored the giant palm and yelled out with a hysterically enraged roar!
Pong! Pong! Pong!
Fortunately, Jiang Yi had the ghost flames protecting his body, and the giant palm had been overly exhausted. The giant palm was scattered by a few bundles of the ghost flames before vanishing completely.
"Jiang Yi, I am sorry. I can only help you this much…"
Jiang Yi's mind was still echoing with Jiang Bieli's final message. Unknowingly, Jiang Yi's face was already drenched in tears. Despite having all the bones in his lower body shattered and suffering from severe injuries, he still crawled out and prostrated on the ground as he bellowed, "Fa… ther!"
Jiang Bieli used his death to neutralize all the resentment and hatred that Jiang Yi had towards him.
A man, who was willing to die for his own son, was a man that deserved respect from anyone.
"Run—!"
Dugu Qiu, who was in the air, had eyes that were filled with fear. The Heaven Fate Great Array had been destroyed, and they could no longer produce another Heaven Monarch expert's image. Ji Tingyu was right… they had lost. They lost in the hands of a father who was willing to use his life to exchange for his son's survival.
"Die!"
Jiang Yi's head abruptly lifted up while his blood red eyes locked onto Dugu Qiu in mid-air. His body poured out with powerful killing aura and immobilized Dugu Qiu.
Jiang Yi's legs couldn't move, but his hands could still move. He slammed on the ground and flew up while the ghost flames tumbled out from the Fire Spirit Pearl. Before he even got near to Dugu Qiu, the horrifically high temperature had incinerated Dugu Qiu.
Bang!
A charred and incomplete corpse fell down along with Jiang Yi's body.
The Stellarsky Continent's uncrowned ruler, a formidable martial artist, Dugu Qiu, dead!
… 


From a young age, Jiang Yi suffers humiliation and bullying due to his sealed dantian.
One day, he wakes up to find his seal broken, allowing him to gain incredible powers. With his cultivation of the Nine Heavens Divine Flames, he embarks on a heaven-defying journey.
All territories are mine, all cultivation techniques are mine, same for all treasures.

If humanity treats me unfairly, a million corpses shall lay!
If the heavens treats me unfairly, the heavens shall burn!

"Is it not good to be alive?" Mr. Du's calm voice erupted in the ears of the king of Qin, sending a wave of coldness down his spine. Even though Mr. Du had not released any might, his words alone still had such a power, the power to instill fear into the king of Qin.
"Junior..." College Chief Xiao stared at Mr. Du with a solemn expression.
"I have no other choice." Mr. Du scratched his head as if he felt somewhat speechless.
Roar! Suddenly, the howl of dragon erupted and shook the earth. On Book Mountain, many College disciples were astonished and actually felt their blood boiling. The powerful howl came from the king of Qin. Then, an appalling dragon charged out from his body and flew into the sky. A terrifying golden claw struck out towards Mr. Du's head. The two were too close to each other and the attack was too violent. Moreover, the person who made the attack was the king of Qin. Nobody below the Sage Plane would survive such a surprise attack. At this instant, every single person on Book Mountain stared at Mr. Du, their hearts racing.
Mr. Du, however, did not die. The golden dragon claw remained in midair. Many illusory dragons charged out from the frightening claw, howling, but even such a strong attack did not manage to kill Mr. Du.
Time seemed to be frozen. Mr. Du just stood there quietly. The monstrous dragons tried to engulf his body, but they were blocked by an invisible radiance. The flowing radiance seemed to be indestructible. Furthermore, the radiance slowly enveloped the body of the king of Qin.
The king of Qin started trembling. He was astonished, frightened, and puzzled.
"Sage..." The king of Qin could feel his heart sink. He looked at Mr. Du but only saw him staring back with his usual calmness and quietness. The king's look changed continuously. Then he asked, "Why? Why do rumors claim that you do not know how to cultivate?"
"How many people in the world dare to say that they know how to cultivate?" Mr. Du replied.
"But why did you not attack us?" The king of Qin was still lost. He thought that he had already exerted enough pressure. If Mr. Du was really so powerful, why did he not destroy the Qin Dynasty? He had never once assumed that Mr. Du really did not how to cultivate, for he did not dare to underestimate a person who could teach Sword Saint and Gu Dongliu. However, Mr. Du had always kept a low-profile which made him feel that although Mr. Du could cultivate, he would only be as strong as College Chief Xiao, or perhaps even slightly stronger. But he would certainly not be a sage. Otherwise, why would he only make his move now?
"Am I not attacking you now?" Mr. Du said slowly. Then, the dazzling radiance brought the body of the king of Qin up into the sky. All of a sudden, an illusory figure appeared behind the king of Qin. His pupils seemed to have turned gray and a horrifying will charged towards Mr. Du. At this instant, many illusions appeared on Book Mountain. Many evil dragons seemed to have emerged in the sky above the mountain, blotting out the sky and the sun.
Countless people were bewildered as they stared at the frightening illusions before them. Many also felt scared. The two elders from Qin Dynasty went beside the king of Qin and released a similar power. It was as if they had turned into Death. A face formed from dark current appeared in the sky and looked down at Book Mountain.
"Who dares to touch my descendant?" An extremely cold voice erupted, causing many people on Book Mountain to feel frozen.
The king of Qin? His descendant? It was said that the Qin Dynasty had opened the tomb of their ancestors. It seemed that they had actually found a will left behind by their ancestors.
The scene was too scary. Everyone felt that their bodies were enveloped by death. Was this the real reason why Qin Dynasty dared to come to the College?
Mr. Du raised his head to look at the illusory figure in the sky and said emotionlessly, "Your descendant has been unfilial. I'm helping you to teach him a lesson." An endless amount of dark current flew in the sky as the eyes of death stared at Mr. Du. Then, the dark current charged down wildly toward every corner of the College.
Mr. Du extended his hand to the sky. In the next instant, an enormous palm print appeared above Book Mountain. The palm print stood between the sky and the earth and covered the entire Book Mountain. The endless dark current collided onto the palm, but sharp Sword Will and blazing flames also appeared on the enormous palm.
The palm print expanded rapidly and covered the entire sky. The palm print was like a world by itself, while its fingers were like five mountains. The Sword Will at its center was powerful enough to penetrate through the sky, and the divine flames that had filled the sky could burn the world into nothingness. The Sword Will and flames merged together. All the people from the Qin Dynasty were enveloped by the palm print.
"No…" The king of Qin and the others from Qin Dynasty felt an endless fear engulfing them. They tried to ascend into the air in an attempt to escape, but they quickly realized that the palm print seemed to have frozen space. They could not move at all and a heavy gravity pulled them downwards. Instead of escaping, they were only sinking down.
"It seems that the only thing that can solve everything is still power. In this world, the biggest thing is indeed the fist." Mr. Du gave a self-mocking smile. He closed his palm slightly and in the sky, the enormous palm print started to clench.
"Mr. Du, please!" many people begged. However, at the moment, Mr. Du was not merciful at all. The palm print clenched directly. Accompanied by an ear-piercing bang, everything turned into ashes. The palm print turned into Spiritual Qi and slowly dissipated. Sunlight poured down from the sky, but everything in the sky was gone. There was no more dark current, neither was there any cultivator from Qin Dynasty; there was only some willpower that had remained behind. Everything else had turned into insignificant pebbles in the long river of history. With that clench, the Qin Dynasty had completely turned into the history of the Eastern Barren Territory.
On Book Mountain, countless people trembled and were shocked beyond words. Nobody could adequately describe their feelings at the moment.
The enormous palm print had changed the era in one move.
Was this the real Mr. Du? He was the Mr. Du who was said not to know how to cultivate but had nurtured the best disciples in the Eastern Barren Territory.
Countless people stared at the old man, and their eyes were filled with respect and fanaticism. The disciples from the College, Sword Saint Mountain, and Moon Clan all had only one feeling. Mr. Du from the Cottage was unquestionably the strongest person in the Eastern Barren Territory.
The old man slowly withdrew his hand. Feeling the countless fanatic looks, he heaved a long sigh. Then, he looked at College Chief Xiao and said, "Why is it so difficult to keep a low-profile?"
Cough… College Chief Xiao was instantly drawn back into reality and looked at Mr. Du speechlessly. However, Mr. Du only put his hands behind his back and walked away slowly.
'This b*stard… He is still in the mood to feel complacent..." College Chief Xiao cursed softly.
…
On the path between Sky Mountain and Book Mountain, a group of cultivators was traveling in the air. They were precisely Sword Saint, Zhuge Hui, Gu Dongliu, Ye Futian, and the rest. After resting for a while, they started their journey to Book Mountain.
"Brothers and sister, will anything happen to the Cottage?" Ye Futian asked, feeling somewhat worried. Since Qin Yu had intercepted them here without the king of Qin, he had very likely gone to Book Mountain. Apart from that, Ye Futian had also offended the cultivators from the Barren State.
"Don't worry. The master is there, so nothing will happen," Gu Dongliu replied.
Ye Futian's eyes sparkled, after which he asked again, "What level is our master at?" He would be an idiot if he really believed that Mr. Du did not know how to cultivate.
"Sage," Gu Dongliu said directly. Ye Futian's eyes brightened. It seemed that he had been worrying for nothing.
"Actually, I worry for the master," Sword Saint suddenly said. "Cultivators from the Barren State had come here, and Qin Dynasty also forced us so tightly. I think that the master has to display his powers."
Both the second sister and third brother kept quiet. This caused a strange expression to appear on Ye Futian's face—since the master was a sage, why should they worry?
"Little brother, do you know how we became the disciples of Mr. Du?" Sword Saint suddenly asked Ye Futian.
Ye Futian shook his head.
"I'm an orphan. Many years ago when I was young, I wanted to enter a small clan to learn broadsword techniques. However, I was rejected because my talents were too poor. I could not even go up the mountain. Someone pointed at a stone wall at the foot of the mountain and told me that if I could carve a word on the wall, they would let me onto the mountain. I took my broadsword and attempted for three months. Finally, I managed to make a very light mark onto the wall. Excited, I tried to enter the clan but was chased out again. An old man passed by the told me that I was too stupid to cultivate and that I should follow him to do miscellaneous work. Disheartened, I decided to follow him." Thinking about his past, a warm smile appeared on Sword Saint's face. He would never forget this.
"Then you became Sword Saint in the Eastern Barren Territory..." Ye Futian blinked his eyes. It was really a simple story.
"Second sister, how about you?" Ye Futian asked curiously.
"I forgot," Zhuge Hui said. Ye Futian was totally speechless.
"She ran away from her home that time and her family members were all looking for her. Master told her that there was a good place where she would never be found by her family. So he brought her to the Eastern Barren Territory," Sword Saint said, smiling.
"Err..." Ye Futian did not know what to say.
"What about third brother?" Ye Futian asked again.
"That's even simpler. That year when the master brought your second sister out to play, they met your third brother. I heard that after seeing your second sister, your third brother decided to follow them and would never leave again," Sword Saint said.
"..." Ye Futian was somewhat dazed. Were these really the three Cottage disciples who had become famous in the world? What amazing reasons they had for becoming disciples of Mr. Du...


In a time when the Divine Prefectures of the East Sea were in great disarray, Emperor Ye Qing and Donghuang the Great appeared to save the day. Under their rule, the prefectures united and all nations as well as  their kings have been controlled. However, the legend of these two great heroes becomes altered when Emperor Ye Qing's name is wiped from the history books after his sudden death. All statues and images of him were destroyed and his name a taboo. Only the legend of Donghuang the Great shall live on.                            

Fifteen years later, a young man by the name of Ye Futian begins his journey in search for his true identity. The legend of Futian was going to be one for the history books.

If Arthur had the means to help Diana, he would have done that already but the fact is, he did not. However, this did light a fire under the young man's arse. If he had any hesitation to ignore the plight at Blue Lake, that thought was promptly banished out of his mind after he knew what was at stake. 
Some might perceive this as selfishness and they would be right. At the end of the day, human beings were self-serving creatures and Arthur was no different. Make no mistake, Arthur would help Diana but that was nowhere near the top of his to-do list, however, knowing that there was something on the line for him, this changed plenty of things. There was now an added motivation to help Diana.
All in all, while Arthur admitted that there was potential to the rewards provided by the Special Petitions, they were all currently inaccessible to him. He had no solution to resolve the petition related to Diana and the other two petitions were currently unknown to Arthur. He probably had not come across the mythical creatures to trigger them yet. The young man wondered if this was the book's way to motivate him, it kinda reminded him of the donkey and the carrot, him being the donkey in this situation. 
In any case, since there was nothing Arthur could do temporarily with regards to the Special Petitions, he moved onto the normal petitions. As mentioned before, if there was no change to the Available Petitions, he would have no choice but to take on the one by Mr. M despite Miss S' warning. Thankfully, the page had been updated. 
Petition No. 1 had been removed from the page because Arthur had already completed Miss S' assignment. Petition No. 2 was the one given by Mr. M and there was a new petition underneath it, a Petition No. 3. 
Looking at this latest petition, Arthur did not know what to think. Instead of words and details like the ones provided in Petition No. 1 and 2, all Petition No. 3 had a paw print. Arthur did not know how to make heads or tails of this situation. 
First, he tried to ask the Book of Thoth for assistance, "Hey, can you help interpret this for me? What is it trying to say? What is Petition No. 3?" 
Arthur waited for a while but there was no discernible change. Either the book did not understand what he said or the paw print was everything the book had to give to help Arthur. Either way, this meant that the book was no help. It further instilled Arthur's belief that the Book of Thoth he got was a pirated version or else how did one explain why it was so clueless to everything. 
Since Arthur knew he could not rely on the book, he had to solve this puzzle by himself. He examined the paw print closer. The print was of a slightly smaller size so the animal who left the print was probably a small-sized creature. That removed the possibility of beasts like elephants, tigers, and lions. Then again, maybe the book had downsized the print to fit it into the page, perhaps the original size was as big as a watermelon. Furthermore, Arthur believed he was dealing with a mythical beast so who was to say, an elephant cannot have dainty feet in the mythical world? Anything is possible in the mythical world. 
Then, Arthur examined the print to draw conclusion about the client's species. The indentation was of a sole and four fingers. That eliminated the possibility of any sort of avian because those would have left claw marks. Other than that, Arthur had nothing to go on with. He was not a veterinarian to know the species of an animal from their paw print alone. 
Arthur tried doing his research online but without the species of the animal so he could compare the paw print to, it was practically hopeless. The young man tried the more common domesticated animals like cats and dogs. The paw print on the book looked somewhat similar to the paw prints of these animals online but there were still some minor differences. 
Even though the identity of the client for Petition No. 3 was still shrouded in mystery, Arthur leaned towards accepting this petition compared to Petition No. 2. If Miss S. wasn't lying to him and Arthur could see no reason for her to do so, then accepting Petition No. 2 would put him in mortal danger. Even if he did not know what Petition No. 3 might entail, at least unknown was safer than definite danger. Plus, since Miss S. had already warned him about Mr. M, if the latest petition was more dangerous than Petition No. 2, she would have said something. Arthur knew he probably shouldn't have based the basis of his choice on the words of a woman who just admitted to sending him to a death mission but there was no better option. 
Arthur scratched his chin as he thought about it. He realized he still had time before he needed to come to a decision, he had something else to inspect first. 
These included the details of the Siren's Song as well as the update to Miss S.' client profile. 
To Arthur's disappointment, the profile for Miss S hadn't been updated much. 
Profile 1-
Name: Miss S.
Profession: Dancer
Mythos Identity: Siren, 
Note: One of three sisters. 
Affection Level: 1 <3
One of the updates was the identity, Siren. Arthur already knew that from the ability he stole from her. Just as he was about the turn the page, something caught the young man's attention. There was a comma and not a full stop next to the word, Siren.
Arthur doubted the Book of Thoth would make such grammatical mistake so the comma must have been left there for a reason. 'Does this mean Miss S. has more than one mythic identity? What else can she be other than a siren? Is multiple identity even possible for mythic creatures?'

Officially stopping the book to rewrite it into "the Disciple of Aoide", a similarly-themed book that is more WN style.

Swoosh!
There was a flash and Su Mo's figure appeared in the third level of the pagoda. This level was even wider, where one could not even see the horizon. It was as if it were a small world contained inside.
However, this illusory space did not seem real. In this level, Wu Ling's projection was still waiting, standing tall above the sky with both his eyes closed.
Swoosh!
Su Mo flew over and stood a hundred miles away, opposite the other party.
"Reached the third level, you are good!" Wu Ling's projection opened his eyes and stared at Su Mo, speaking coldly.
Su Mo did not pay attention to the other party. As a projection without much consciousness, there was no need to pay attention to it. The Ghost power of his body swarmed and the Ghost Qi surged. He stood straight in the black mist as if a devil was being formed.
"Your Ghost Skill is remarkable, I think I should be Top Grade!" the face of Wu Ling's projection started to turn slightly dignified as he spoke once again.
"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Su Mo immediately looked at the projection opposite him with suspicion. He realized that this projection was evidently different from the previous ones. Even though this projection was Rank 3 Martial Emperor Realm, the Body was filled with intelligence and had a high independence awareness. It was no longer the simple projection anymore.
"Looks like you are remarkable, too!" Su Mo's mouth twisted into a smile. His Ghost Skill was as high as that of Top Grade Saint Class. The only thing was that the duration of cultivation was too little, hence it was only Rank 1.
"If you want to defeat me, come at me with all your power!" Wu Ling's projection said coldly as the aura around his body immediately exploded.
A surge of vast, powerful aura shot up to the sky, whirling up through the space with mighty strength.
"70% power!" Su Mo's face was calm, without the slightest bit of fear. If 50% power of the projection could not withstand his full strength, then how strong could this 70% Power projection really be! Even if the other party had a very high independent consciousness, its power was ultimately basic.
"Defeat!"
At that moment, Wu Ling's projection took the lead as its body charged towards the sky, occupying a commanding position, and aiming to kill with his palm.
In an instant, a huge Dark Force palm print descended from the sky and smashed towards Su Mo's head.
This palm print was as big as a palace and extraordinarily lifelike. The lines on it were clearly visible and the surging power of the palm was like an erupting volcano, soaring and unstoppable.
"Let's see how you face the power of the Heaven Combining Ghost Realm!" Su Mo chuckled. He did not retreat and went directly towards the giant palm.
At the same time, Su Mo immediately put the Heaven Combining Ghost Realm to good use. The Ghost Power surged out of his body as if it were embodying the stormy seas, sweeping across the entire level.
The endless Ghost Qi transformed into a dark, isolated world.
Boom!
The giant palm print pressed down and directly crashed into Heaven Combining Ghost Realm, attacking Su Mo violently.
"Destroy!" Su Mo was right in the middle of Heaven Combining Ghost Realm and shouted as his sword counter rushed to the top .
A terrifying Black Sword Qi rushed toward the sky, wrapping the endless edge and confronting the large palm print. In Heaven Combining Ghost Realm, the invisible air coupled with Su Mo's sword intensified the power of his attack. In the next instant, the Sword Qi heavily attacked the huge palm print.
Boom!
Rumble!
The loud noise continued as it reverberated in the air, smashing the giant palm. Similarly, the Sword Qi also collapsed. Su Mo's body did not stop, and he continued rushing towards Wu LIng's projection. Furthermore, the larger the Ghost Strength of his body grew, the faster the expansion of the vast, surging Ghost Qi and Heaven Combining Ghost Realm.
The face of Wu Ling's projection changed slightly and its body immediately retreated quickly. He knew that if he fell into this incomparable Ghost Qi field, the outcome would be extremely bad. However, Su Mo's speed was equal to his own. Furthermore, with the speed of the expansion of Heaven Combining Ghost Realm, it was impossible for Wu Ling's projection to escape.
Almost instantaneously, Wu Lin's projection was shrouded in Heaven Combining Ghost Realm. The inside of the Realm was like a self-contained world. It was a dark, dayless, and weird place where Ghost Qi surged.
"Kill!" Su Mo shouted. An idea flashed across his mind as he pulled out 28 Natal Spiritual Swords, all of which were directed towards killing Wu Ling's projection.
Now Su Mo had no more concerns. First of all, they were inside the Pagoda. Secondly, they were in Heaven Combining Ghost Realm and the people in the outside world never find out about him using his Spiritual Sword arrays. Even if anyone were to find out, he figured that it would only be the High Priest and the Fourth Priest.
Additionally, in this endless sky, he was not the only person who had Spiritual Swords. Su Mo heard that Natal Spiritual Sword arrays were at Ancient Spirit Galaxy. It was also the attacking method that many powerful swordsmen favoured. The only thing was that, because of mental strength, the power of many people's Natal Spiritual Sword was not that great.
Rumble!!
Natal Spiritual Sword arrays turned into a vast storm of Sword Qi that crushed everything with the power of destruction. This time, the Sword Qi wrapped in Natal Spiritual Sword arrays was no longer Dark Force, but surging Ghost Power, and the Ghost Light was extremely blinding. The vast Sword Qi storm was like a giant Ghost beast opening its mouth, wanting to swallow Wu Ling's projection whole.
"Turn into Spiritual Palm!" faced with the throttling Spiritual Sword arrays, Wu Ling's projection let out a scream while retreating. It stretched out its hands and an illusory palm print rushed towards the Sword Qi Storm.
This illusory palm print was extremely strange. Its power was not that strong, yet it encompassed an incomparable Ultimacy of Dark Force.
Tch Tch Tch!!
In an instant, the palm print attacked the Sword Qi Storm. There was no sound, nor was there an explosion. The palm print directly merged into the Sword Qi storm. After that, the palm print disappeared without a trace and the power of the vast Sword Qi storm was instantly reduced, as if it had melted and the power no longer existed.
Immediately after, Wu Ling's projection attacked once again and produced a solid palm print. The Sword Qi storm was instantly defeated and twenty eight Natal Spiritual Swords were shot in all directions. Wu Ling's projection had perfectly broken the attack of the Natal Spiritual Sword arrays.
"It is really amazing!" Su Mo's eyes lit up. With only 70% power, Wu Ling's projection was already this powerful. In that case, how many people were able to clear this level?
If he had 10% power along with the power of the Fighting Soul, it would definitely be an invincible existence. Heaven Combining Ghost Realm was able to increase his power by two or three times. Even though it was only increased by two to three times, however, to a warrior of his level, it was already extremely terrifying.
In the past when his power had reached this level, Three Secret Techniques would already be of no use. Su Mo had taken the time to experiment this once before. Three Secret Techniques took up to 30% of his vigour. He was not even able to increase his power by 10%.
"I'm too lazy to waste my time on you, it's time to end this!" Su Mo did not want to be too involved in this and was ready to end the battle.
In the next instant, the Sword Strength in his body suddenly exploded and incomparably swift Sword Strength rushed up into the sky. It formed an impressively strong Sword that swept all corners, and Su Mo activated his Sword Fighting Soul.
The Sword Momentum was extremely powerful. It formed a type of Sword that was generally incomparably strong and terrorized the surroundings. The blinding Ghost Light flashed as Su Mo raised his Long Sword and slashed three times. The three streaks of indescribably vast black Sword Qi wrapped up the surging Ghost wave, blocking the dodging space of Wu Ling's projection, forming Final Hit stance.
In the next moment:
Rumble!!
The explosion of the tremors continued to sound. Faced with Su Mo's Final Hit, no matter how strong the Fighting Spirit of Wu Ling's projection was, there was no way it would stop Su Mo's attack, as it was limited by its strength and there was no help from Fighting Souls.
After a round of attacks, the Ghost Qi in the sky dissipated. Wu Ling's projection was strangled by Su Mo and had turned into dust.
Phew!
Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief as he packed up all his Spiritual Swords. He looked at the stairs that had appeared in front of him and strode towards them. He had cleared the third level and was about to advance to the top!


Su Mo went from the pride of his clan to becoming the butt end of a joke in a matter of minutes. The former King of Mercenaries from Earth was reborn in the body of a boy in a foreign world and had used skills in his previous life to rise to the top among his peers, however, his previous training could only take him so far. The next step in this martial arts dominated world was to awaken one’s Martial Soul.
The awakening ceremony ends in disaster for Su Mo as he awoke a Martial Soul of the lowest level. Such a prodigy is now considered worse than useless as his Martial Soul is far too weak! After becoming the embarrassment of the clan, he discovers that his Martial Soul has a unique property: it could level up! This unique martial soul could shake the heavens. 
It was at this time that Su Mo meets the love of his life but the situation quickly deteriorates when she is taken by one of the most powerful forces in the world. Su Mo must rise from the lowest of the low and reach the pinnacle of power in order to save the love of his live within five years or she will forever be out of his reach.


After putting it away, Wang Lin saw numerous swirls. There were cultivators  entering them and disappearing. 

Wang Lin’s body moved and he charged into a swirl. He gradually disappeared  inside it. 

There was blinding light shining into his eyes and he felt like he was falling  from the sky. However, he forced his eyes to stay open and saw something that  he will never forget. 

Below him were pieces of golden fragments scattered around like a mirror that  had fallen on the ground and shattered. 

The Celestial Realm was like a shattered mirror. Now that all of the celestial  spiritual energy had disappeared from the Celestial Realm, only a small amount  of it remained in each fragment of the Celestial Realm. 

As Wang Lin’s body rapidly descended, the pieces got larger and larger. Soon,  Wang Lin was able to detect that he had landed on a fragment near the edge. 

The moment he landed, he quickly slapped his bag of holding and a brass bell  appeared in his hand. This was one of the three treasures from the ancient  cultivators that he was able to refine. This treasure had the ability to change  its size to trap the enemy. 

After landing, Wang Lin looked around and was shocked. 

The ground contained no signs of life. There was only dead grass. The mountain  in the distance had its peak cut in half. The cut was very smooth, so it was  clear that it was cut by someone. 

Below the mountain were some palaces, but they had all been turned to rubble.  The other half of the peak had fallen on top of the palaces. From a distance,  they looked like one big mountain linked to a smaller mountain. 

On the ground there were many bottomless pits. Some of them even spat out  white gas that slowly floated into the air. 

This was a dead world. 

Wang Lin pondered for a while and muttered, “This… is the Celestial Realm?” 

Despite knowing the fact that the Celestial Realm had been destroyed, even  when he was standing here, Wang Lin still couldn’t believe it. In ancient  times, when one reached the Soul Formation stage, they would hear the call of  the Celestial Realm. To cultivators, the Celestial Realm was a holy place. 

A sacred place that shouldn’t be violated. 

But now Wang Lin looked at his surroundings and couldn’t help but become  silent. After a while, he looked at the palaces in the distance and moved  toward that direction. 

Although it didn’t look far, after flying for a while, Wang Lin noticed a  force coming from the sky. This force made it very hard to reach a certain  speed while flying. 

Wang Lin arrived at the palace after a long time. He was shaken from seeing  the ruins up close. 

From looking at the ruins, Wang Lin could see just how rich the Celestial  Realm was. The only material used to build these palaces were spirit stones. 

Although Wang Lin had seen buildings made of pure spirit stones back in Chu,  where Li Muwan lived, compared to this, the difference was too great. 

Wang Lin couldn’t see the end of the palace in the distance. Just from looking  at the ruins, one could see how amazing this place was before it was destroyed. 

However, after all these years had passed, all of these spirit stones had lost  their energy. In fact, many of them would turn to dust the moment they were  touched. 

Wang Lin let out a sigh. “So this the Celestial Realm…” 

While walking through the ruins, Wang Lin couldn’t help but begin to ponder.  This area didn’t have any of the Celestial Energy he was looking for. There was  only sadness. 

In the center of the palace, Wang Lin stopped and was terrified at the scene  before him. The area was completely caved inwards. After looking carefully at  it, he could see that it was a hand print. 

Wang Lin was stunned. The moment he saw the hand print, he thought of the hand  print on the Celestial Gate. 

The power of one hand print was able to destroy such a wide area. Wang Lin  believed that he could do it back on Suzaku too, but this was the Celestial  Realm. 

Everything in the Celestial Realm was much tougher than things outside, and  this place was filled with cultivators at the Soul Formation stage or above who  had been cultivating celestial spiritual energy. If all of this was factored  in, then this hand print was very scary. 

Wang Lin crouched down next to the hand print and touched it with his hand.  Suddenly, a powerful death aura came out and entered Wang Lin’s body though his  arm. 

Wang Lin’s life and death domain suddenly activated. After a long time, he  took a deep breath. The terror in his eyes became even stronger. 

He just felt that the hand print still had remnants of the user’s aura left,  so he experienced it after touching it. However, the more he felt, the more he  realized just how powerful the user was. 

After standing up, Wang Lin’s eyes lit up. He flew into the air and pressed  his hand down at the same area. After a long time, he shook his head, moved  around the hand print, and continued to walk around in the ruins. 

After walking through the ruins for several days, he found a broken stone  tablet with some words carved onto it. 

“Gifted by the fifth Rain Celestial Emperor to Celestial Scholar Tian Hua…” 

The tablet roughly said that Celestial Scholar Tian Hua had accomplished a  great deed, so the celestial emperor made these palaces for him as a reward.  The palaces were built in the form of a formation that would attract celestial  spiritual energy from 100,000 kilometers, making cultivation several times more  effective. 

After he finished reading, Wang Lin couldn’t help but feel shaken again.  Although he didn’t know what rank a Celestial Scholar was, it certainly was  below the Celestial Emperor. If a mere Celestial Scholar could have a palace  like this, then what would the palace of the Celestial Emperor be like? 

Just as he was about to leave, his eyes lit up. He suddenly turned around and  stared at the stone tablet. The stone tablet looked very normal. It didn’t have  anything extraordinary about it. 

But Wang Lin’s gaze swept past each word. Why did Celestial Scholar Tian Hua  want to have his palace built here? Also, this tablet was a decree, which  should be placed on the outside for everyone to see, so why was it here? 

This area belonged to the inner part of the palace. For this stone tablet to  be here, it seemed kind of fishy. 

Wang Lin frowned as he raised his hand and pointed at the stone tablet. A beam  of qi shot out and landed on the stone tablet. Suddenly, the cracks on the  tablet became even larger. 

Wang Lin slapped his bag of holding and a flying sword came out. Under his  command, the sword hit the stone tablet. Sounds of metal colliding could be  heard. Although it had been damaged by the power of that hand print, the stone  tablet was still very tough. 

After a long time, the stone tablet was finally cut off from its base by the  flying sword. Wang Lin looked at the base of the tablet but couldn’t find  anything abnormal. However, he still felt like there was something off about  this stone tablet. 

His eyes lit up as he grabbed the stone tablet and pulled. The area rumbled as  the stone tablet was slowly dragged up by Wang Lin. 



Wang Lin is a very smart boy with loving parents. Although him and his parents are shunned by the rest of their relatives, his parents always held high hopes that he will one day become someone great. One day, Wang Lin suddenly gained the chance to walk the path of an immortal, but found that he only had mediocre talent at best. Watch Wang Lin as he breaks through his lack of talent and walks the path towards becoming a real immortal!

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