Immortal Clan: Marrying the Empress of Destiny at the Beginning

Chapter 1: Su Changsheng, Loli-Voiced System:



Chapter 1: Su Changsheng, Loli-Voiced System:

{On the Absolute Holy Continent}

In the Eastern Region, within the vast Northern Wilderness, lay the territory of the Su Family.

“Puff!”

Su Changsheng opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was crystal clear, shining like diamonds, and contained a powerful divine force. Even a drop could suppress the mighty.

His body was covered in horrifying cracks. Divine light radiated from within, and blood flowed as though he was on the verge of exploding. This was the backlash from his failure to break through to the Saint Realm.

“Why did I fail?”

Ignoring his injuries, Su Changsheng roared to the sky. His snow-white hair billowed, and his eyes, glowing like two suns, were filled with unwillingness.

BOOM!

A chaotic aura erupted like a volcanic explosion, tearing through space. The space trembled, and various runes flickered. If not for the clan’s protective formation, which could guard against Half-Saint Realm powerhouses, the entire territory would have collapsed.

He exclaimed: “For a whole millennium! I’ve entered countless secret realms and fought with countless powerhouses, all to gather the resources to support my breakthrough. But in the end, I failed! Why?!

“Is it true that those with average talent are forever doomed to never tread the path of immortal cultivation? Are we destined to fall short of becoming Great Dao cultivators?

“I refuse to accept it!” Su Changsheng growled, his voice brimming with frustration and anger.

BOOM!

The immense power within him surged uncontrollably, shaking the space and nearly causing the clan’s territory to crumble.

Splat!

Suddenly, the injuries covering Su Changsheng’s body burst open, as though his exquisite form was shattering like fragile porcelain. Blood gushed like a river, and a wave of intense, searing pain washed over him.

“Hmm? The injuries are too severe.”

Su Changsheng finally realized the extent of his wounds. He knew this was the price of his failure to make a breakthrough into the Saint Realm. If he didn’t take care of these injuries, he could be crippled.

“Hoo…”

Calming himself, Su Changsheng took a deep breath, and suppressed his emotions. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged toward him like tidal waves, rushing into his body. Divine light began to flow through him, mending his wounds.

After a long while, he opened his eyes. The surface wounds on his body had disappeared, and his aura had stabilized.

However, this was just a superficial recovery. In reality, he had regained less than one-tenth of his strength. The rest of his power lay dormant within him.

He sat quietly, his gaze deep and distant, as though staring far beyond the present moment.

“A thousand years of effort, all for nothing.” Su Changsheng bitterly smiled, his snow-white hair draping over his shoulders, his face full of sadness.

For this breakthrough, he had prepared for a thousand years. He had fought countless fierce battles and gathered the resources needed for three attempts to reach the Saint Realm.

All to prove himself.

He had believed he would succeed, but after a hundred years of seclusion and three consecutive failures, all his resources were gone.

Looking back, he realized he might have reached his limit.

“After living for 6,000 years since arriving in this world, I have no unparalleled physique or extraordinary talent. I endured countless hardships, starting as an ordinary disciple, striving to reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao and achieve eternal life…

“But now it seems that it was all just a foolish dream.”

Su Changsheng’s heart sank as he reflected on his experiences. He chuckled bitterly at himself.

Yes, Su Changsheng was a transmigrator. In his previous life, he came from a world called Earth. He had been transported to this fantasy world, where he had lived for six thousand years.

Through diligent cultivation and relentless struggle, he had risen from an ordinary cultivator to a Half-Saint Ream powerhouse, earning the title of “Starfall King.” He had led his family to become a regional power.

Yet, despite everything, he had failed at the final step of becoming a Saint Realm.

The path of cultivation was filled with countless dangers—battles against both heaven and fellow cultivators. Even the slightest mistake could result in death.

As an ordinary genius, with no cheats or heaven-defying background, Su Changsheng had done his utmost.

But even so, he failed. Compared to those truly heaven-defying geniuses, he lagged far behind.

“Maybe I was nothing more than an insignificant speck, a mere ant crawling on the ground. How could I ever hope to match the true dragons soaring in the Nine Heavens?” Su Changsheng smiled mockingly.

He thought of that figure, the one who looked down on him with indifferent eyes—not with disdain or contempt, but with complete disregard.

“The Great Sun Holy Sect…” Su Changsheng’s eyes grew cold, but soon, the light in his eyes dimmed.

The Holy Son of the Great Sun Holy Sect possessed an unparalleled divine physique, standing far above all others. He truly was a different breed.

“Maybe I expected too much. Being a Half-Saint Realm isn’t bad. Even if I can’t become a Saint Realm, I can still live for more than three thousand years.” Su Changsheng silently mused.

In the Eternal Life Realm, cultivators were said to have boundless longevity, theoretically able to live for ten thousand years. Saint Realm cultivators could live for up to fifty thousand years.

Though he had failed to ascend the Saint Realm, Su Changsheng had reached the peak Eternal Life Realm and stepped into the Half-Saint realm. Living for another three or four thousand years wouldn’t be a problem.

Moreover, with his current power, as long as he didn’t provoke a Saint Realm powerhouse, he could dominate his territory. Wouldn’t it be better to live a carefree life instead?

Even if he couldn’t achieve eternal life, becoming a Half-Saint Realm Ancestor was still a great achievement. It was infinitely better than his previous life.

“Then, why not take it easy? Marry a few Saintesses, Goddesses, Immortals, and Empresses, become the head of a family, and live a happy, carefree life every day.”

The thought of taking it easy made Su Changsheng feel lighter, as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

Indeed, why had he pushed himself so hard?

Being a normal Half-Saint Realm Patriarch wouldn’t be so bad. He could focus on developing his family, making it even more powerful. He could occasionally act like a Saint Realm expert in public, marry more wives, and have exceptional children.

Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

For things he couldn’t achieve, he could let his children handle them!

In the past, for the sake of cultivation, he had forsaken all worldly desires, cutting off his emotions and maintaining the temperament of youth. But now, none of that seemed important anymore. He was ready to take it easy.

After all, after all the cultivation he had done, wasn’t he allowed to enjoy life a little?

[Ding! The host’s decision to take it easy has been detected, and the Family Succession System has been successfully activated!]

Just as Su Changsheng was about to embrace a more relaxed life, a cold, mechanical voice rang out, sounding like a little girl’s. Su Changsheng was startled, feeling a strange sense of familiarity.

“Is that my virtual girlfriend’s voice? Wait, no, this is a system?!”

Cultivation Realm Levels: Innate Realm, Qi Sea Realm, True Element Realm, Divine Ability Realm, Human-Divinity Realm, Essence Pill Realm, Dharma-Aspect Realm, Sky Realm, Eternal Life Realm, Saint Realm, Saint King Realm, Great Saint Realm, Quasi-Emperor Realm, Great Emperor Realm.

 


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