Tian Chen was in a deep sleep, submerged in a wave of dreams that felt more real than mere illusions. In his dream, he saw Simei—her face pale, eyes wide—being pulled by golden light toward a dimensional rift that slowly spun in the cracked sky. Another figure stood not far away, looking down at Tian Chen from above, with a cold smile that conveyed a challenge.“If you want to see Simei again, come to the Divine Realm!”The voice wasn’t loud, yet it struck Tian Chen’s chest like a decree of fate slicing through time.In that dream, Tian Chen tried to run after her, but his body felt frozen by an unseen force. He could only lift his face and shout from the crumbling earth below.“SIMEI…!”The sound echoed, tearing through his consciousness, and at that very moment—Tian Chen woke up.“Aaahhh!”He clutched his head. A stabbing pain suddenly surged through his skull, making his vision blur.His breathing turned ragged. He blinked several times, trying to steady his sight. The surrounding

The muscular man who had stood so confidently now trembled violently. His once-proud expression turned pale as fear flooded his eyes and cold sweat streamed down his temples. “Damn it, no mistake… that’s Tian Chen,” he muttered, voice shaking. “We’re no match for him. Run…!” But the order came too late. Tian Chen scoffed coldly. One hand reached behind him, drawing the black sword strapped to his back. The blade flashed as he leapt into the air. SLASH! With just a single swing, the sword released not just a sharp arc, but a wave of pure energy that shot forward like lightning. The air split apart, the ground trembled, and the bodies of the bandits in its path were cleaved before they could even scream. The energy was too fast. Two or three bodies were sliced cleanly in half by a single wave. Blood sprayed onto the scorched, dusty earth, mixing with the ashes of the burned village. Several remaining bandits tried to flee, but their desperate pleas rang out in the air. “Please,

He gently patted Yinlei’s neck. “Yinlei, once we enter the Lingxiao Continent, I’ll treat you to the finest food.” The black horse with golden eyes neighed softly and raised its head proudly. Its hooves struck the ground, and its body once again surged forward, carrying Tian Chen toward the border. The border of the Lingxiao Continent was unguarded. There were no sentries, no gates, no outposts. To the inhabitants of Lingxiao, their land was too lofty to be disturbed by outsiders. They saw those from other continents as weaklings, unworthy of posing any threat. Therefore, they felt no need for security. When Tian Chen arrived in Lingxiao Continent—even at its outermost edge, in a barren stretch of land—he immediately felt a stark difference. The wind carried invisible particles that seeped directly into his skin. The air he breathed felt denser, more vibrant. “Mother was right,” he murmured softly. “This continent holds an extremely dense spiritual energy. And this is just the ou

Bingyun remained silent. Her hand clutched the jade tightly—it had yet to be put away. Her eyes stared at the table, but gradually, her expression began to calm. Tian Chen looked out the window. He didn’t say much, only ensuring that Bingyun felt safe. When the food arrived, he didn’t speak, merely pushed the bowl gently toward her. Bingyun looked at him, then slowly began to eat. Her first bite was accompanied by tears that rolled down her cheeks. But this time, it wasn’t out of sadness. It was from a warmth she hadn’t felt in a long time. And under a sky that was slowly darkening, two strangers who barely knew each other sat and ate in silence. Yet their hearts understood that this path… had only just begun. After dinner, Tian Chen booked two separate rooms at the inn above the restaurant. He handed Bingyun the key without much talk. Bingyun simply nodded softly, then went into her room. The next morning, they met again downstairs. Breakfast had been prepared. Bingyun looked sl

Throughout the journey, there were only minor disturbances from wild beasts or low-level cultivators pretending to be bandits. However, all of them were easily dealt with by Tian Chen. He didn’t even need to dismount from Yinlei. A single glance, a breath of Qi, or a light flick of his finger—each threat vanished without offering any real resistance. Bingyun, who witnessed Tian Chen’s abilities, grew increasingly impressed in silence. This man spoke little, but every action he took carried a power that couldn’t be underestimated. Time passed steadily. Mountains began to rise in the distance. White clouds hung softly around them, adding grace to the natural beauty of the Lingxiao Continent—still foreign to Tian Chen. And finally, as the sun reached its peak in the sky, they arrived at the foot of a valley surrounded by beautiful peaks. In the center of the valley stood a large, elegant compound. Pristine white buildings lined the natural contours of the land. Their roofs were adorne