Rewriting Life

"The Heavenly Emperor had no virtue, cast aside Heaven's mandate, and was brutal and savage, committing evil without restraint. Heaven and earth were enraged, and all creation turned against him!"

"Kill him! Use the Heavenly Emperor's blood to sacrifice to all living beings!"

"Use the Heavenly Emperor's blood to bury the myriad spirits!"

Northern Profound Continent, beyond the Thirty-Third Heaven, battle cries surged into the skies.

The once solemn and incomparably sacred Heavenly Palace was now a scene of utter devastation. Countless stars had shattered, and even the towering Southern Heavenly Gate had been reduced to dust.

The Heavenly Emperor, who had once ruled the Heavenly Palace and awed the Three Realms, had been suppressed within the Bronze Ancient Mirror by innumerable terrifying experts.

Yet even so, the cultivators remained deeply uneasy.

For even with many Quasi-Emperors and Great Emperors joining forces, they still found it difficult to utterly destroy this Heavenly Emperor.

Before the Bronze Ancient Mirror, a young man with the looks of an exiled immortal gazed at the ancient mirror, his expression relaxed.

At his side stood several devastatingly beautiful women, surrounded by numerous Quasi-Emperors.

"If the Heavenly Emperor does not die, then with his temperament, once he breaks free of the seal, he will surely spare none of us. What should we do?!"

"That's right. The Heavenly Emperor is cruel beyond measure. How can we rest easy while he still lives!"

"Do not fear, everyone. The Bronze Ancient Mirror is a supreme immortal artifact. Within three days, the Heavenly Emperor will surely perish, his body and soul both extinguished."

"Emperor Ye is truly a remarkable young talent. We were able to suppress the Heavenly Emperor this time thanks largely to Emperor Ye's superb leadership."

"Emperor Ye's contribution is supreme. He has rid the Three Realms of this great demon. Once the Heavenly Emperor dies, Emperor Ye should inherit the Heavenly Emperor's throne and rule the Three Realms."

"You flatter me, everyone. Rather, I, Ye Chen, should thank you all. Being able to suppress the Heavenly Emperor this time could not have happened without your trust."

Inside the Bronze Ancient Mirror.

Gu Changqing listened to the voices outside, and a bitter smile rose at the corners of his lips.

Fate truly toyed with people.

Who could have imagined it?

A perfectly ordinary young man from the twenty-first century had suddenly transmigrated? And transmigrated into the body of the great villain in a novel world, at that.

Most fatal of all, this great villain had currently been jointly suppressed by every expert in the world. In three days, he would be worn away completely by the Bronze Ancient Mirror.

There was not the slightest possibility of turning the tables!

Gu Changqing gave a bitter smile and looked outside through the ancient mirror.

Fragments of memories surged into his mind as well.

This world was extraordinarily vast. There was the Immortal Realm, the Forbidden Zone, oceans and lands that housed countless billions of living beings.

There were even more types of beings: demons, devils, immortals, saints...

Experts could burn mountains and boil seas, extinguishing starry oceans with a flick of their fingers.

And he was, astonishingly, once the strongest being in this world.

Naturally, he was also its greatest villain.

The protagonist of this novel was that young man who looked like an exiled immortal, Ye Chen.

The novel told the story of an insignificant nobody who relied on every sort of fortuitous encounter and opportunity to rise against the odds, eventually joining hands with all living beings to slay him, the Heavenly Emperor, and become the lord of the Three Realms.

In truth, Ye Chen's ability to do so had much to do with the several female leads by his side.

Following the memories in his mind, Gu Changqing's gaze turned toward those women.

Every one of them possessed beauty stunning enough to shake heaven and earth.

More importantly, every one of them had an extraordinary identity.

Yet until the very end of the novel, Ye Chen had not even held the female leads' hands once. Readers mockingly called him "the number one eunuch among those surnamed Ye."

He was truly pathetic beyond compare.

But compared with Ye Chen, that "eunuch surnamed Ye," Gu Changqing seemed even more pathetic now.

He had transmigrated straight into such a predicament, with no room to make a move at all!

What the hell was this?!

"The Heavenly Emperor had committed countless evils and deserved death ten thousand times over, but what the hell did that have to do with me, Gu..."

Gu Changqing was incomparably depressed, as ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped through his heart.

[ Ding! ]

But at that moment, a crisp voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

[Life Simulator activated. Would the host like to begin rewriting his life?]

A system?

Gu Changqing's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, the ancients had not deceived him.

Transmigrators really did have systems!

Gu Changqing immediately began studying the system's functions.

He did not have much time left.

Fortunately, the system was exceptionally simple and straightforward. To put it plainly—

It allowed him to write his own life, rewrite the past, and change the present.

"Now this is interesting."

"With my outstanding nine years of compulsory education, won't I be able to play you all into the ground?"

Gu Changqing's eyes brightened, and a famous saying from his previous life surfaced in his heart without warning: As long as you have culture, Mundo can go wherever he wants...

[ Ding! Would the host like to begin rewriting his life?]

The system's voice rang out again.

Gu Changqing did not dare hesitate any longer and immediately chose yes.

His condition was not good at the moment. He had been muddleheaded at the start of his transmigration and had not even fully received the previous owner's memories.

Yet the instant he looked toward one of the women outside, thoughts began pouring forth like a spring.

"Fine, I'll start with you, Gu Youwei."

[ Ding! Note: The host's rewritten life must conform to reality and cannot be fabricated at will. ]

The system's voice emerged again.

Gu Changqing deeply understood this.

After all, if he could simply make up any absurd nonsense he wanted, that would be far too overpowered.

For example, with a raise of his hand, he could summon the primordial supreme treasure, the Chaos Bell; with a lift of his foot, he could transform into Ancestor Hongjun.

That would be too absurd.

After Mei Gongzi neutralized Cao Yuwei's attack this time, she did not rush to counterattack. She merely stood where she was.

Cao Yuwei's brows furrowed slightly. Was this little girl's perception truly so sharp? After he had formed armor from flames, he still had other methods at his disposal. If Mei Gongzi had followed up with an attack, he would have been confident in using that method to restrain her. Yet Mei Gongzi had not advanced, forcing his ability, which had been poised to erupt, to halt.

The battle saber slashed out again, its surging saber intent several degrees stronger than before. Cao Yuwei moved with the blade, man and saber becoming one as he charged directly at Mei Gongzi.

The Heavenly Secret Plume in Mei Gongzi's hand once again formed the Heavenly Mysterious Circle, and with an instantaneous teleportation, she switched positions. As she neutralized his attack, she also broke free of his lock-on. In the next instant, she was already elsewhere. A flash of golden-red light passed over Cao Yuwei's body. Had she not dodged quickly, another ability would undoubtedly have descended upon her.

A battle of attrition! She seemed to be planning to fight Cao Yuwei in a contest of endurance.

Yet no one doubted the origin of this ability. After all, the Peacock Demon Race's greatest innate talent was Stellar Transposition. Her technique had much the same wondrous effect as Stellar Transposition.

After Mei Gongzi neutralized Cao Yuwei's attack this time, she did not rush to counterattack. She merely stood where she was.

Cao Yuwei's brows furrowed slightly. Was this little girl's perception truly so sharp? After he had formed armor from flames, he still had other methods at his disposal. If Mei Gongzi had followed up with an attack, he would have been confident in using that method to restrain her. Yet Mei Gongzi had not advanced, forcing his ability, which had been poised to erupt, to halt.

The battle saber slashed out again, its surging saber intent several degrees stronger than before. Cao Yuwei moved with the blade, man and saber becoming one as he charged directly at Mei Gongzi.

The Heavenly Secret Plume in Mei Gongzi's hand once again formed the Heavenly Mysterious Circle, and with an instantaneous teleportation, she switched positions. As she neutralized his attack, she also broke free of his lock-on. In the next instant, she was already elsewhere. A flash of golden-red light passed over Cao Yuwei's body. Had she not dodged quickly, another ability would undoubtedly have descended upon her.

A battle of attrition! She seemed to be planning to fight Cao Yuwei in a contest of endurance.