[Steady Growth] [Lighthearted Daily Life] [Spiritual Arts and High Martial Arts] [Academy Competition] [Secret Realm Dungeons] [Useless System]
Ghosts devour human souls, demons consume ghostly energy, and waves of star beasts rain down from beyond the heavens. Demons and monsters ravage the land. Thousands of years after the Mysterious Ancestor pacified the chaotic world, Chen Ziran awakens his memories and discovers that the Mysterious Ancestor was actually his predecessor, a fellow transmigrator.
He only wanted to live a peaceful life, but the times were too dark and unpredictable. Even keeping his head down and surviving was impossible. With a single command, he could summon gods, and the Sword Ancestor descended upon the world...
From then on, with seven taels of moonlight and fallen stars held in his belly, and a third of a sword's aura surging from his chest into the world, Chen Ziran could claim half the realm with a casual gesture.
Years later, Chen Ziran stood on the eaves of the Mysterious Emperor's palace, gazing up at the moon and sighing. "Who could have imagined that now I'd tread the flying clouds and invite immortals to play a game, with mountains, rivers, and streams turned into a chessboard in my hands..."
"Ancestor Chen, what advice do you have for me today about governing the realm?"
"Your Majesty, I am a military man, truly not good with words."
"You mean that matter about the Kun Ancestor online, right?"
Chen Ziran nodded. After all, a hero can endure hardship, but you can't insult my little bro!
