All Chapters of Invincible: I Level Up In My Sleep: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
14 chapters
The Sovereign Awakens
A sharp, throbbing pain split Yan Zheng’s skull wide open.He groaned, blinking against a sudden rush of dim, flickering torchlight. Expecting to see his cluttered desk, dual monitors, and the glowing interface of the strategy game he had been grinding until 4:00 AM, his eyes instead met a vaulted stone ceiling dripping with moisture."Your Highness! Please, you must pull yourself together!"A frantic, desperate voice cut through the heavy fog in his mind.Yan Zheng sat up abruptly, realizing he wasn't in his comfortable gaming chair. He was draped over a cold, high-backed throne made of rough black stone. He was wearing heavy, fur-lined royal robes that felt three sizes too big for his frail, sickly frame.Before he could process the sheer absurdity of the room, a massive flood of foreign memories crashed into his brain, forcing a low gasp from his throat.He hadn't just fainted from sleep deprivation. He had transmigrated.This world was a brutal, vast continent where powerful marti
The Desolate Outpost
The mocking laughter of Prime Minister Zhao and the clanking armor of the treacherous guards vanished instantly. The suffocating weight of the physical world evaporated, replaced by a sudden, jarring sensation of cold wind slicing against skin.Yan Zheng opened his eyes.He was no longer sitting on the rough stone throne of Ironcliff. He was standing in a completely different world under a shattered, violet sky. Twin moons, jagged and bleeding a faint emerald light, hung low over a ruined landscape. As far as the eye could see, there were only black, jagged mountains, cracked earth, and the skeletal remains of what looked like a colossal ancient city."Where... am I?" Yan Zheng muttered.The moment he spoke, he froze. His voice didn't sound thin, frail, or raspy anymore. It was a deep, resonant rumble that vibrated right through his chest, sounding like heavy iron grinding against stone.He looked down at his hands and gasped.His sickly, pale skin was gone. Instead, his arms were enc
Who Says This Prince Is Trash?
"Bind the girl! Throw the trash prince from his throne!"Prime Minister Zhao’s arrogant voice echoed through the damp stone hall, dripping with malice.At the base of the steps, Fan Changyu breathed heavily, her knuckles white around her sword hilt. She raised her blade, preparing to fight to her absolute last breath. The two corrupt royal guards closed in on her, their faces twisted into cruel, mocking grins. To them, executing a defenseless girl and a sickly prince was nothing more than an easy path to a promotion under the new regime.But right before the blades could clash, a cold, low chuckle cut through the tension in the room.It wasn't a loud sound, but it carried a strange, heavy resonance that made everyone freeze instinctively."Prime Minister Zhao," a calm, clear voice spoke from above. "You speak of the royal bloodline as if it were a bargain to be traded. Tell me, who gave a dog like you the right to negotiate on behalf of Ironcliff?"Zhao blinked, his sneer faltering fo
Blood On The Ironcliff Walls
The bitter northern gale howled over the ramparts of Ironcliff City, carrying with it the heavy, suffocating scent of incoming blood and ash.Down in the streets, chaos reigned. Citizens scrambled to board up their windows, while merchants abandoned their stalls to flee toward the inner keep. On the main defensive wall, three hundred remaining city guards stood huddled together, their hands shaking as they gripped their rusted spears. They were standard mortal soldiers, with only a handful of captains having barely reached Level 1 or 2 of the Qi Refinement Realm.To them, this wasn't a defensive operation. It was a execution line."They're coming! The Iron-Blood vanguard is here!" a scout screamed from the watchtower, his voice cracking with pure terror.On the horizon, the treeline shattered. A deafening roar of war horns shook the loose snow from the valley rocks. Emerging from the woods was a terrifying torrent of black iron and fur—five hundred elite heavy cavalry of the Iron-Bloo
The Birth Of A Legend
Up on the high stone ramparts, a collective gasp rippled through the ranks of the Ironcliff guards.Fan Changyu leaned heavily over the battlements, her fingers digging into the stone until they bled. Her heart, usually steady as a veteran warrior's, pounded violently against her ribs. She had seen Yan Zheng shatter a sword barehanded, but leaping from a thirty-meter wall and stepping out of the resulting crater completely unblemished went beyond anything written in the manuals of mortal body-tempering.Down below, the silence stretching across the vanguard line was heavy and suffocating.Ba Tu’s sneer completely vanished, replaced by a dark, ugly scowl. His massive war beast snorted nervously, taking two steps back as its primal instincts picked up an unidentifiable, suffocating pressure radiating from the lone man in front of them."Trickery!" Ba Tu roared, his voice cracking with a mixture of rage and sudden disbelief. "You used a high-tier defensive talisman! Do you think a flashy
The Unseen Army
The creature that rose from the shadow of Yan Zheng’s boots did not breathe.It stood six feet tall, completely draped in layered, tattered black linen that seemed to absorb the ambient torchlight from the city walls. Beneath the cloth, dark chainmail clicked softly against plates of unpolished midnight-iron. Its face was hidden entirely behind a faceless iron visor, save for two pinpoint apertures where cold, sapphire-blue flames flickered silently. In its gauntleted hands, it held a wicked, single-edged trench sword that bled a faint, smoky black vapor.Fan Changyu, who had just rushed down the stone stairs of the rampart alongside a dozen elite city guards, froze at the bottom of the steps.Her hand flew instinctively back to the hilt of her sword. The guards behind her raised their spears, their breath catching in their throats. The celebratory cheers that had been echoing across the battlements died down instantly, replaced by a tense, heavy dread."Your Highness! Stand back!" a
The Midnight Strategy
The royal study was suffocatingly quiet, lit only by the crackle of a massive hearth that threw long, dancing shadows across the stone walls. Heavy oak bookshelves lined the room, filled with dusty historical records, tax ledgers, and half-ruined maps of the Northern Territories.Yan Zheng stood over a massive parchment map spread across a grand mahogany table. Fan Changyu stood a respectful pace behind him, her arms crossed over her leather chestplate, her sharp gaze tracking his fingers as he traced the ink lines representing the jagged mountain ranges surrounding Ironcliff."Ba Yan is an experienced commander," Fan Changyu broke the silence, her voice tight with focus. "He won't rush blindly into our gates like his vanguard did. When he realizes Ba Tu’s force was annihilated, he will likely halt his main army at the mouth of the Black Wolf Pass to consolidate his numbers before launching a full-scale siege."She pointed a slender, calloused finger at a narrow choke point on the map
The Breakthrough
The inner courtyard of the Desolate Outpost had transformed into a graveyard of shattered bones and decaying flesh.Yan Zheng stood in the center of the obsidian cobblestones, his massive midnight-steel broadsword resting on his shoulder. The sapphire-blue flames behind his visor flickered calmly as the green miasma from the defeated monsters slowly evaporated into the violet sky. Beside him, his Shadow-Guard materialized out of thin air, its smoky trench sword slick with dark fluid, before returning to its stance half a step behind him.[You and your summon have cleared the Inner Courtyard!][Total EXP Gained: 510][You have leveled up!][Current Level: 3 (420/800 EXP)][Gained +2 Unallocated Stat Points.][Gained 15 Silver Coins.][Bonus Reward Unlocked: 1x Rare Tier 1 Equipment Box (Processing...)]Yan Zheng felt a violent surge of pure physical power erupt within his Dread Knight avatar. His muscles tightened, his bones felt as dense as iron ore, and his perception of the world sh
The Ghost Scout
The morning fog hung low over the frozen plains as the three hundred city guards of Ironcliff filed out of the massive iron gates. They were a ragtag assembly, but the dynamic had completely shifted. Dressed in the heavy, steel-plated armor harvested from the defeated Iron-Blood vanguard, their posture was rigid, their expressions hardened.At the front of the column rode Fan Changyu on a white warhorse, her iron sword strapped tightly to her saddle. But every eye in the vanguard was fixed on the young man walking calmly on foot at the very center of the formation.Yan Zheng didn't ride a horse. He walked with a steady, effortless stride that perfectly matched the pace of the galloping cavalry. With every step he took, his feet left deep, heavy prints in the thick snow, a testament to the crushing physical density of his upgraded Strength stat. Behind him, draped in their tattered black linens, the four Shadow Vanguards marched in eerie, flawless synchronization, completely silent."Y
Setting the Trap
The narrow maw of the Black Wolf Pass loomed ahead like the jaws of a frozen beast. Towering cliffs of jagged, black obsidian stone rose hundreds of feet into the gray sky, their steep ledges heavily burdened with layers of unstable winter ice and loose shale.Following Yan Zheng’s precise orders, the three hundred Ironcliff guards had shed their heavy iron tower shields, replacing them with bundles of dry pine wood, pitch, and barrels of highly flammable seal oil pulled from the castle’s emergency reserves. They moved like ghosts through the freezing mist, their spirits high but their movements disciplined."Your Highness, the three detachments are in position," Fan Changyu reported in a low whisper, stepping up to Yan Zheng’s side. She had abandoned her horse at the base of the mountain, her nimble movements showing her own peak Qi Refinement agility as she climbed the rocky terrain."Group one and two have scaled the eastern and western ridges. They have secured the loose shale cli