I, Randeng, Start by Courting Death with the System

The Great Dao is endless. Grand Unity, Quasi-Saints, and even Saints are merely extensions of it.

"In ancient times, Quasi-Saints were known as Hun Yuan Golden Immortals, yet they were also different from them."

As Hongjun spoke, he glanced at Chang Xi, who stood in a corner of Zixiao Palace.

Chang Xi trembled, a feeling of being completely seen through washing over her.

If she hadn't known she had the System, she might have truly believed Hongjun had seen through her secrets.

Hongjun's gaze only lingered on her for a moment, so no one else noticed.

"Hun Yuan Golden Immortals comprehend the laws of the Great Dao, but now the Great Dao has receded, and its laws are obscure and difficult to understand. Therefore, I have created the method of severing the Three Corpses."

"The so-called Three Corpses are the desires, good and evil, and obsessions of all living beings."

"Innate spiritual treasures contain the laws of the Great Dao. By using them as a medium to sever the Three Corpses, one can forcibly break through to become a Hun Yuan Golden Immortal. However, because the laws are not self-comprehended, I call this state Quasi-Saint."

After explaining this, Hongjun began to lecture on the path of Quasi-Saint cultivation. To accommodate Xi He and Chang Xi, he even touched upon some methods for cultivating Hun Yuan Golden Immortals.

As he started discussing the path of Quasi-Saints, golden lotuses sprang from the ground in Zixiao Palace, and Saintly Dao Rhyme permeated the air.

Great Powers one after another achieved breakthroughs.

Even the Transmigrators listened, lost in a state of rapturous fascination.

Compared to the native beings of the Great Desolation, they, with their Systems, gained even more comprehension.

Unknowingly, three thousand years passed.

Hongjun stopped lecturing and looked at everyone. "This lecture ends here. If you have any doubts, please voice them."

"May I ask, Saint, is there a difference in strength between Quasi-Saints and Hun Yuan Golden Immortals?" Kunpeng, seated in the front row, inquired.

Hongjun replied, "Quasi-Saints rely on the laws within Innate spiritual treasures. The higher the quality of the Innate spiritual treasure, the stronger the Quasi-Saint's power will be."

"Hun Yuan Golden Immortals are often stronger than Quasi-Saints, but this also varies from person to person."

Hongjun said this while scanning the Transmigrators in the crowd.

If they were to walk the path of Quasi-Saints, with countless supreme treasures in hand, the Transmigrators might truly be able to outlast Hun Yuan Golden Immortals.

"May I ask, Saint, can the method of severing the Three Corpses and proving the Dao through laws be cultivated simultaneously?" a Transmigrator asked his question.

On one hand, comprehending laws oneself, and on the other, relying on the laws within Innate spiritual treasures.

Combining these, wouldn't their strength far surpass those of the same rank?

Among the three thousand Great Powers, quite a few held this thought.

The Great Desolation was perilous; who wouldn't wish for greater strength?

"Naturally, it can. I myself became a Saint by severing the Three Corpses, and I am currently comprehending the laws of the Great Dao. However, one cannot grasp too much at once; you should all judge for yourselves." Hongjun did not conceal anything and spoke truthfully.

The three thousand Great Powers began to discuss amongst themselves.

In an unnoticed corner.

A spiritual light flew into Daoist Randeng's sea of consciousness right before Hongjun's eyes.

Hongjun frowned and silently transferred Randeng's True Spirit to the backyard of Zixiao Palace.

Meanwhile, Daoist Randeng within Zixiao Palace had been replaced by someone else.

Holy crap, I transmigrated?!

Randeng looked around. Combining this with the original body's memories, he quickly realized he had arrived in the Great Desolation.

And it was clearly at the end of the second lecture.

Why did I have to transmigrate as Randeng?!

Even in wish-fulfillment novels, he's not the protagonist.

His main body is a coffin, and his accompanying spiritual treasure is a lamp for the dead.

How unlucky!

In Great Desolation novels, he's usually the villainous supporting character who gets beaten by the protagonist across realms, just to highlight the protagonist's power.

The reason for all this is because Randeng is a three-family... no, a three-surname slave!

During the Wu-Yao era, he studied under Hongjun and had no presence whatsoever.

During the Investiture of the Gods, he lowered his own generation and wanted to apprentice under Yuanshi.

Randeng was shameless, but Yuanshi had dignity, so he reluctantly enfeoffed him as a deputy sect leader.

After the Investiture of the Gods Great Tribulation, he defected to the West and became Ancient Buddha Randeng.

This maneuver, even Lu Bu would say "Impressive."

Where's the System?

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"Ding--"

"Congratulations to the Host for binding the Supreme Heavenly Dao System. You will now receive the Novice Gift Pack: Heavenly Dao Authority!"

There's really a system? The internet never lied to me.

But what is this Heavenly Dao Authority?

Heavenly Dao System: Host, do not panic. I will go and obtain the Heavenly Dao Authority for you. Then, even Hongjun will not be your opponent!

Randeng: Why do I have an ominous premonition...

After Randeng's system finished speaking, it left Zixiao Palace directly, its target being the Heavenly Dao Void.

Hongjun was also stunned.

Good heavens, asking for the Heavenly Dao Authority right off the bat? I had to work diligently just to get it!

Heavenly Dao Void.

Zhang Hao was using the Great Desolation's origin to derive the Gourd Vine and Nine Heavens Breathing Soil.

After Hu Lu died, these two items disappeared from the Great Desolation.

These two items are related to Nuwa's creation of humans and her path to enlightenment. He didn't want the plot to be disrupted at this point.

Before Nuwa's enlightenment, the intrinsic value of the Gourd Vine and Nine Heavens Breathing Soil was not high.

Deriving these two items did not cost Zhang Hao much origin.

Besides, there were so many Great Desolation systems. He could just get reimbursed by them later.

"Huh? Who the hell unplugged my internet!"

Zhang Hao turned around.

A small hand, formed from spiritual light, was constantly fiddling with the Heavenly Dao laws in the Heavenly Dao Void.

Damn it!

Zhang Hao was in the crucial step of deriving the Gourd Vine, and this interference forced him to start all over again.

In a fit of rage, Zhang Hao directly unleashed a Chaos Divine Thunder.

This strike would injure even a Primordial Limitless Grand Unity Golden Immortal, let alone such a small system.

Heavenly Dao System: So love disappears, does it?

The next second, the Heavenly Dao System was instantly shattered into dust, not even a trace of its origin remaining.

What a divine system!

Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly and continued with the task at hand.

Over this Yuan Hui, he had secretly killed many Transmigrators and accumulated a lot of origin. It was not a problem to create more Innate spiritual treasures for the Great Desolation.

Moreover, those top Transmigrators had many magical treasures. They would all belong to the Great Desolation eventually.

He was the Heavenly Dao of the Great Desolation, and what belonged to the Great Desolation was his.

Thinking this, Zhang Hao's mood improved significantly, and he continued deriving Innate spiritual treasures.

In Zixiao Palace.

No one knew what had happened in the Heavenly Dao Void, except for Randeng.

His system had left him a dying message:

"Man, what can I say!"

Randeng: ◑.◑

The system crashed...

This is the end!

Randeng remained outwardly calm, but his heart was in an uproar.

Without his system, what would he do!

The Great Desolation was perilous. As a nobody who transmigrated here, he would be killed by those old schemers in minutes...

What's more, he had transmigrated into Randeng, a notorious turncoat. What a joke!

Wait, turncoat...

I have an idea!

Besides fighting and killing, the Great Desolation also had relationships. One needed connections to get by.

Thinking of this, Randeng's gaze involuntarily shifted to Hongjun, his eyes burning with fervor.

Hongjun noticed Randeng looking at him and glanced back.

As their eyes met, Hongjun felt that something bad was about to happen.