Three Rogues, Laughing Their Way Along the Immortal Path

When Yan Yun opened his eyes inside the body of an ordinary young man, he saw neither the familiar gates of the Immortal Realm nor anything he knew, but a sky full of fluttering spirit butterflies and a fluffy panda artifact spirit perched on his chest. “Rookie Host, welcome to the Six Realms Battle Royale.”

A young man betrayed by his closest friend in a past life, now rising from the mire; a girl who transmigrated with a System binding her and a knack for absurdly good fortune; and a lone sword cultivator roaming the sea of stars, bearing the power of fallen celestial bodies. Three currents of fate thundered together in a chaotic age overflowing with spiritual energy.

**Act One: Hardship**

Trapped in the status of a low-level cultivator, Yan Yun's memories cut through reality like a blade. Nangong Qian was caught up in a sect conspiracy as soon as she arrived, with each task more ridiculous than the last. Ye Feng journeyed alone, guided by a phantom of the stars onto a path defying heaven. Each struggled alone, each fought their own battles, as if they were destined to be no more than specks of dust in this cycle of reincarnation.

**Act Two: Turning Point**

The Chaos Pearl awakened, accelerating time a hundredfold, and Yan Yun began to unravel the secrets of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. Nangong Qian's System issued one high-difficulty task after another, accidentally unlocking a space-time cipher left behind by a previous transmigrator. Guided by the starfall spirit runes, Ye Feng severed the passage to the Demon Realm with a single sword strike, becoming a figure feared by demons and monsters alike. Though the three never traveled together, they unknowingly shook the foundations of the Six Realms.

**Act Three: The Price**

Every time they exploited a cheat-like power, they defied the laws of Heaven; at the end of every comeback lay loneliness and a choice buried deep in the soul. The closer Yan Yun came to the truth, the more he realized that being reborn was no coincidence. The more Nangong Qian relied on the System, the more