The So-Called Protagonist Gets Mocked Wherever He Goes
As time goes by, it's as if a few pebbles have been thrown into the River of Time.
Unusual ripples spread across all sectors and places, giving rise to numerous changes.
In a distant realm, there is a rumor that a Mysterious Empress has emerged out of nowhere, sweeping across the eight wastelands with unparalleled power, subduing countless Prodigy, and suppressing the Qi Yun of a realm. Her rise is as swift as a shooting star streaking across the sky, causing all living beings to submit.
In another ancient star field, earth-shattering news spread that Supreme Sacred Body had been born.
Sacred Body!
That's a supreme physique that can only be nurtured in the Immortal Realm, according to legend. Now it has appeared in Middle Thousand Provinces. How can it not be shocking? It has attracted the attention of countless ancient Dao Lineage, who have sent out envoys to try to recruit it or... investigate its origins.
Even more remarkably, some ancient forces that had been dormant for millennia suddenly emerged, these were Peerless Prodigy left over from the previous Great Era, who chose to awaken in this one.
They carry the inheritance and accumulation of High Antiquity, and upon their birth, they seek to contend for the destiny of this generation.
In an instant, the winds of change were blowing and undercurrents were surging at the intersection of all realms.
The world seems unusually "lively" lately.
Those dormant, newly born, and exceptional individuals who emerged in response to the times suddenly sprang up all at once, like weeds after a rain.
This stirred up the Myriad Ages, still lake, causing waves to rise and fall.
Middle Thousand Provinces, Tongtian Realm.
The vast Reception Plaza was shrouded in mist, with celestial light appearing and disappearing.
However, at this moment, the atmosphere here was far from "Immortal Aura," instead filled with a somber and oppressive atmosphere.
One by one, figures who had just ascended from the Lower Realm and whose bodies were still surrounded by the aura of shattered Principle were stopped at the entrance of a towering, cloud-piercing Giant Tower.
This tower is the only way to reach the true core area of Middle Thousand Provinces — the Heaven-Reaching Tower.
These Ascendant were all unparalleled figures who swept across the eight wastelands and suppressed an era in the lower Lower Realm. Their cultivation level was at least that of the Eighth Realm expert who had passed the tribulation of ascension, and there were even many Ninth Realm Prodigy.
At this moment, they were stopped and questioned one by one by a row of stern-looking guards dressed in uniform silver armor, as if they were cargo.
The questioning did not focus on the origin of the name, but rather on:
"Report your origin and the Dao Lineage you belong to!"
His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.
Jiang Yan was currently among this group of Ascendant.
He is only at the Seventh Realm of cultivation, and in front of these Great Power at the Eighth Realm and Ninth Realm, his aura is as faint as a firefly.
He carefully concealed his aura, his heart filled with dread.
These Prodigy, who would be considered giants in the Lower Realm, are in a worse situation than pigs and dogs here if they don't have powerful backers.
"Next!" the silver-armored guard leader, a young man with arrogant eyes and a sinister face, shouted impatiently.
He wore a badge on his chest indicating that he came from the He Family, a subordinate Lineage of the "Tongtian Family".
The Tongtian Family holds the Tongtian Heaven-Reaching Pillar of the Three Realms.
Although their strength cannot compare to that of the Imperial Clan, they are still extremely prestigious.
A cultivator in the early stage of the Ninth Realm who had just ascended from a certain Great Realm was clearly not yet used to the change in status. With some of the arrogance he had when he Lower Realm, he reluctantly handed over a bag of Spirit Stone.
The He Clan Leader swept his Divine Sense across the area and sneered, "The quantity is insufficient. You need to pay an additional 1,500 High-grade Spirit Stone, or serve 150 years in the mines over there to pay off the debt."
The Ninth Realm cultivator's expression changed, and he suppressed his anger, saying, "Aren't you going too far? We're newcomers, where would we get so many High-grade Spirit Stones? Moreover, to make us Prodigy is an utter disgrace!"
"Prodigy?" Leader He's lips curled into a cruel sneer. "Here, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up; if you're a tiger, you have to lie low!"
Before he could finish speaking, a guard behind him suddenly struck out with his palm.
That palm strike seemed ordinary, yet it carried an irresistible suppressive power.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, a spray of blood erupted.
That once-powerful Ninth Realm Prodigy, who dominated the Lower Realms, didn't even have time to scream before being smashed into a pile of minced meat, his body and soul utterly destroyed!
The entire room Deathly Stillness.
All the Ascendant gasped, their faces drained of color, and their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
Leader He remained calm as his men slaughtered the animals.
It was as if only a fly had died.
He even took out a silk handkerchief and slowly wiped the bloodstains splattered on his wristband, his gaze sweeping over the silent crowd, his tone carrying a condescending indifference:
"I know that you are all extraordinary figures in the Lower Realm, revered by thousands."
He paused, his voice suddenly turning cold, like shards of ice:
"But here, I advise you to behave yourselves!"
"Now that you have just ascended to heaven, you see me as a frog at the bottom of a well looking at the moon in the sky, and think I am unapproachable."
"Once you've truly become familiar with Middle Thousand Provinces and witnessed the vastness of the land..."
His gaze was disdainful, tinged with mockery:
"Only then will you understand that seeing me is like a mayfly seeing the blue sky! Resist? You don't even have the right to be dust beneath my feet!"
The bloody crackdown had an immediate effect, and no one dared to voice any further questions.
The procession moved forward silently and swiftly. The Ascendant swallowed their anger, paying Spirit Stone or signing Service Contract, hoping to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.
Soon, it was Jiang Yan's turn.
He felt heavy-hearted and only wanted to settle things as soon as possible.
When he recalled leaving the sect, the Sect Master gave him almost all the High-grade Spirit Stone the sect had accumulated over the years, amounting to several thousand, which was a fortune in the Lower Realm.
He took out a Storage Bag and respectfully handed it over. "My lord."
Leader He took it, casually scanned it with his Divine Sense, and immediately frowned in disgust, as if he had seen something filthy.
He threw the Storage Bag back at Jiang Yan's feet, his tone full of impatience:
"What kind of garbage is this? It's full of impurities, and you call it Spirit Stone? Are you trying to fool me?!"
"Others only need two thousand High-grade Spirit Stone, but you... give me Top-grade Spirit Stone! Or sign a contract and mine for two hundred years first."
Top-grade Spirit Stone?
Jiang Yan was stunned.
The highest grade spirit stone one can obtain in the Lower Realm is only High-grade Spirit Stone.
As for Top-grade Spirit Stone, he had never even heard of them, so naturally he couldn't possibly produce them.
"My lord, I..."
Jiang Yan was about to explain when he heard steady footsteps behind him.
Qin Wangchuan's gaze lingered briefly on Jiang Yan, a knowing glint in his eyes.
'As expected of the Protagonist, he gets targeted wherever he goes.'
He walked calmly through the crowd, his Green Robe fluttering as he reached the front of the procession.
Those pale golden eyes stared straight at the misty Ascension Platform not far away, as if the murderous He Family members in front of them were nothing more than roadside grass and trees.
He didn't even slow down as he passed Leader He.
Ye Jianwei, who was following behind, raised his hand, and six shimmering Spirit Stone drew elegant arcs, landing precisely in the palm of Leader He's subconsciously outstretched hand.
It is free of impurities and contains pure Spiritual Power.
"Eldest Brother?" Jiang Yan called out subconsciously.
"They're gone."
Qin Wangchuan replied without turning his head.
Jiang Yan hurriedly followed.
Wherever he went, the fierce-looking guards unconsciously took a half step back, and no one dared to stop him.
Leader He clutched the six Top-grade Spirit Stones in his hand, his face alternating between pale and flushed.
This is the first time I've ever been ignored like this on my own turf.
The entire room Deathly Stillness.
All the Ascendant held their breath, unable to believe that this person had ascended with them.
It wasn't arrogance, it wasn't presumptuousness, it was utter indifference.
It was as if these high-ranking law enforcers from the He Family were nothing more than servants greeting and seeing off guests at the inn's entrance, not even worth glancing at.
Qin Wangchuan ignored the people behind him and walked straight to the ancient Ascension Platform at the end of the square.
This platform faces the exit of the Heaven-Reaching Pillar and was erected by the First Person to ascend from the Lower Realm in Ancient Times. It is both a platform and a monument.
It should have been left for later generations to observe and learn from.
But now, the area around the island is shrouded in layers of restrictions, and the flowing light exudes an aura that keeps people at bay.
He didn't stop walking, nor did he turn his head as he spoke; his voice carried clearly throughout the entire square:
"Who set up this restriction?"
His calm tone revealed neither joy nor anger, yet it Leader He curl into a smile.