Tai'a Sword Art: Gold! Single Draws Are Always Godly!

This incredibly familiar interface made Su Chenxiao's eyes light up.

Gacha pulls?!

I know this!

And the highest quality red, just like the Chaos Scripture and Death Soul Beasts, has a probability of up to 0.1%!

This is unbelievably generous!

Su Chenxiao pondered for a moment.

Anyway, his Villain Points couldn't buy much.

Looking at the myriad realms banner before him, he decided to try a ten-pull first.

"Ten-pull!"

[Ding! Villain Points deducted!]

[Starting ten-pull! Guaranteed purple item!]

In the prize pool before his eyes, ten white light clusters floated.

As the clusters broke open, they emitted the light of their respective qualities.

Su Chenxiao held his breath.

He stared intently at the scene before him, not blinking even once.

[Ding!]

The light spheres burst open one by one!

[Congratulations on obtaining White · Liu Wei Di Huang Wan*1!]

[Congratulations on obtaining White · Meng Han Yao*1!]

[Congratulations on obtaining Blue · Toad Style!]

What even are these?

Su Chenxiao's face darkened.

He had opened nine spheres in one go, eight white and one blue.

But he still comforted himself inwardly.

It's okay, it's okay, there's still the last guaranteed purple item.

He opened the final light sphere.

[Ding!]

[Congratulations on obtaining Purple · Skirt worn by a Fairy!]

What the hell!

When he saw the last reward, Su Chenxiao's eyes widened!

Buzz.

The fairy skirt suddenly appeared in his hand.

As thin as gossamer, as heavy as cicada wings.

This was a supreme-grade fairy skirt.

But he didn't know where the darn System got it from; it still had a warm sensation!

Su Chenxiao's face was a mess.

After putting the fairy skirt back into his storage space, he looked at his remaining 6000 Villain Points.

Su Chenxiao: …

Without hesitation, he directly chose to do single pulls!

Going all in is a form of wisdom!

[Ding!]

[Congratulations on obtaining Gray · Burlap Sack!]

[Congratulations on obtaining Blue · Wu Qin Xi!]

"Refund!"

By the time only 1000 Villain Points remained, Su Chenxiao was numb.

"Just consider it padding the pity counter."

With the mindset of not stopping until he'd used them all, He opened the last light sphere!

[Deducting 1000 Villain Points!]

"Crack..."

This milky white ball of light gradually shattered.

This time.

A twist of fate, a turn for the better!

A golden divine light burst forth from within!

[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the Golden · Tai'a Sword Art!]

[Emperor · Tai'a Sword Art (Gold)]

[Consists of thirteen forms, capable of condensing a sword fruit. The sword can cleave the heavens and split the earth, its offense unparalleled!]

What? It dropped!

Su Chenxiao's pupils constricted.

Looking at the incomparably radiant ball of light, imbued with golden divine radiance, he was overcome with excitement.

One must know, this Tai'a Sword Art.

Was a cultivation technique and divine ability valued in Villain Points within the System Store!

Late at night.

Su Jingheng, who had been resting with his eyes closed outside, slowly opened them.

Sensing the chaotic energy emanating from the room, along with a faint, almost imperceptible sword intent.

A hint of surprise flashed in his deep, profound eyes.

"What is little brother doing?"

Ever since a while ago, there had been quite a bit of commotion coming from the room. He wondered what his little brother was doing inside.

Now it seemed he was cultivating.

Good.

The corners of Su Jingheng's mouth curved slightly upwards.

Just then, Su Yaohuang, who had finished dealing with the people from Qingcheng, also returned.

Upon seeing Su Jingheng smiling outside, Su Yaohuang asked with some curiosity.

"Big Brother, what are you doing?"

"Where's little brother? Resting?"

Hearing his sister's voice.

Su Jingheng's smile immediately faded. He coughed twice, resuming his usual stern and dignified demeanor as an elder brother.

"Little brother is cultivating."

"Don't disturb him."

"How can that be! Little brother just recovered not long ago, how can he..."

Su Yaohuang became anxious.

Just as she was about to speak, she sensed the incredibly profound and unpredictable chaotic energy.

She was slightly taken aback, then said with a face full of pleasant surprise.

"Chaos energy? In such a short time, little brother has already begun to control the Innate Chaos Divine Body?"

Su Jingheng nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

"The Innate Chaos Body has not appeared in the myriad realms for a million years. Its power is terrifying, beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

"Father once used the Tongxuan Pill to awaken little brother, but only the Innate God-Demon Body appeared."

"Even the Tongxuan Pill couldn't awaken little brother's Chaos Divine Body. If not for this tribulation, little brother might not have awakened for a long time. It can be considered a blessing in disguise."

Su Yaohuang said with some dissatisfaction.

"If that's the case, should we thank those people for little brother's suffering?"

Su Jingheng sneered upon hearing this, speaking with immense killing intent.

"Hmph! Thank them?"

"It is the greatest mercy that our Imperial Clan Su Family has not destroyed this realm!"

The next morning.

Chen Wanyue and Su Wudao returned after going to Jiantian Pavilion to demand accountability.

Upon learning that her precious son was still cultivating, Chen Wanyue felt even more heartache.

"To think that in this barren lower realm, Xiao'er was still able to cultivate to the Shattering Realm. I can only imagine how much hardship he must have endured..."

Beside him, Su Yaohuang nodded in agreement with her mother's words.

"Yes, Mother. Disciples of other Imperial Clans at this age are already at the Enlightenment Realm in cultivation."

"My little brother's talent is even more outstanding than mine and Big Brother's. If he had stayed within the clan, he would have already reached the King Sealing Realm!"

There was a hidden meaning in their words.

Su Wudao couldn't help but get a headache.

It was one thing for his wife to complain to him, but now his daughter was chiming in as well.

"How can you count it like that?"

"Let alone the King Sealing Realm, one only needs sufficient talent, Dao Heart, and resources to reach it. Besides, is our Su Clan's Dragon Transformation Pool a fake?"

"Yao'er, you and Jing'er both went through it. Why are you so biased towards your younger brother, just like your mother?"

"Jing'er, you be the judge for your father!"

The King Sealing Realm was still considered a powerful existence in the myriad realms, a realm that ordinary rogue cultivators could hardly reach in their lifetime.

But for the Imperial Clan Su Family, with its terrifying foundation and unfathomable depth, it was not a major issue.

Su Wudao wanted his eldest son to speak a few words for him.

However, the usually obedient Su Jingheng slowly spoke up.

"Father, I think Second Sister and Mother are right."

"With my little brother's talent, he wouldn't need to temper himself in the lower realm at all; he would naturally dominate an era."

Upon hearing this, Su Wudao's eyes widened instantly.

What? Are you kidding me?

Before Xiao'er went to train, everyone had agreed on something.

Am I the only sinner here?

He stared intently at the three who were on the same side, speechless for a long time.

Finally, he could only reply with resignation.

"Alright, alright! It's my fault."

Su Wudao paused here.

Sensing the fluctuations of energy in the area, a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.

"It's just that I never expected Xiao'er to awaken the Innate Chaos Divine Body."

"With the blessings of our ancestors, our Su Clan is likely to rise again in this era and reach the pinnacle of the myriad realms!"

Like the alternation of day and night, the succession of stars, the rise and fall of various races in the myriad realms all depended on the prodigies of the current era.

The reason why Imperial Clans remained prosperous for a long time was due to their terrifying cohesion and brilliant, dazzling history.

In the past, during the Dark Era.

The ancestor of the Su Clan, Su Yusheng, led the Hundred Emperors of the myriad realms to tear through that chaotic and bizarre era, changing the heavens and earth, and restoring order.

As a result, the Imperial Clan Su Family and the various races of the myriad realms declined for a long time.

It was only from the previous epoch that Great Emperors began to emerge frequently.

The Imperial Clans returned to their peak, becoming the supreme rulers of the myriad realms!

Just as Su Wudao was lost in thought.

The chaotic energy in the area gradually receded like the ebbing tide.

Su Yaohuang glanced at the closed door and said softly.

"It seems like little brother's cultivation is finished and he's about to come out."

Su Wudao nodded and let out a hearty laugh.

"Haha, Xiao'er only just awakened. The Innate Chaos Divine Body is one of the most powerful Divine Bodies in the myriad realms."

"Such a Divine Body cannot be controlled in a day or two. When we return to the Su Clan..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Suddenly.

An extremely astonishing power erupted from within the room!

"Bang!"