Eternal Great Emperor?

Dawn.

The first ray of sunlight streamed through the gap in the curtains. Before it reached the edge of the bed, Su Bei opened his eyes.

He sat up cross-legged and slowly circulated his cultivation method beneath the sunlight. A streak of violet light seemed to leap from the sun at the horizon and enter Su Bei's body in an instant. After circulating through several cycles, it merged into his limbs and bones, like the blazing warmth of the sun burning within him.

A moment later.

He stopped cultivating.

The exhaustion of the night was completely swept away, and his body seemed to brim with strength.

Yet the first Secret Treasury Gate within the human body was even harder to break through than Su Bei had imagined. At his current rate of absorbing the violet light through the Great Sun Purple Yang Gene Method each day, he had no idea when he would finally be able to break through.

Though the Great Sun Purple Yang Gene Method sounded powerful, it was actually just one of the dozens of basic Gene Methods distributed nationwide—though among all basic Gene Methods, it could still be considered one of the best.

Its effects were fairly simple. At sunrise, it allowed one to absorb a trace of violet energy to strengthen one's physical constitution.

The energy within sunlight was relatively gentle, but not everyone could digest it. It was especially suitable for beginners with strong innate constitutions.

He rose to his feet in the sunlight.

Su Bei's nearly perfect body seemed to gleam beneath the sun. His muscles were not exaggeratedly bulging, yet they were extraordinarily well-proportioned, as though someone had measured every inch with a ruler. Like a cheetah, he looked capable of erupting with unimaginable power.

Ever since he was ten, he had trained bitterly every day for nearly nine years. Cultivation had long become a part of Su Bei's body, something impossible to part with. This physique had been forged under such circumstances.

He went to the bathroom to wash up.

Yet whenever he looked into the mirror, Su Bei felt a strange sense of time and space overlapping. Sometimes, he wondered whether the handsome young face in the mirror truly belonged to him.

But he quickly cast such thoughts aside.

Because he had come to this world ten years ago, after the original owner of this body had suffered a severe fever.

Su Bei had gradually grown accustomed to his current life, including his present identity.

An eighteen-year-old Quasi-Martial Artist.

An unremarkable little martial arts genius.

And a prospective university student—Gaokao had ended five days ago, and with his grades, getting into his preferred martial arts university was practically guaranteed.

All that remained was to wait for his acceptance letter.

This world was rather strange. A thousand years ago, spiritual energy had revived, causing every creature except Homo sapiens to undergo genetic evolution. Humanity had once teetered on the brink of extinction, only managing to establish itself again through technology and martial arts.

Now, humanity and demon beasts each occupied half the world, locked in bitter hostility. From time to time, Void Battlefields would even descend. The whole world was a complete mess.

Base cities had emerged as the times demanded, with constant conflict between those inside the cities and those beyond them.

Sky Lake Base City, where Su Bei currently lived, was one of them.

Su Bei had inherited the original owner's memories quite thoroughly, so he adapted to everything quickly, almost seamlessly.

Being a student in an urban high-martial world was not exactly a high-risk profession. Combined with his decent martial arts talent, his maturity beyond his years, and his tireless cultivation, he still lagged behind true geniuses, but he ranked among the best of ordinary people.

As long as he became a Martial Artist, he might not become immensely wealthy, but he would at least be guaranteed a life free from want.

He was now a Quasi-Martial Artist, not far from becoming a true Martial Artist.

He had to become a Martial Artist!

Su Bei enjoyed the process so much that he had nearly forgotten his former identity as a programmer.

Loading game...

Game loaded successfully!

True Martial World loaded...

Matching identity... Dao Entrant... Matching error!

Recalibrating!

Database identity match complete!

Su Bei, Eternal Great Emperor, title: Great Sun Emperor

His parents had died when he was young. Born with the Great Sun Heavenly Fire, the sun hung high over the city on the day of his birth, bringing three years of severe drought. Cultivating the Great Sun Cultivation Method, he displayed astonishing talent for cultivation! Throughout his life, he slaughtered countless foes. With the Great Sun burning the heavens, none could stand against him. At the age of one thousand four hundred and thirty-one, he finally ascended to the position of Great Emperor. On the day he became emperor, it seemed as though two suns had appeared in the sky!

After becoming emperor, Su Bei grew weary of the fighting and killing outside. He only wished to live an ordinary life, so he concealed his identity and secluded himself within the imperial capital, watching the tides rise and fall.

But the tree wished for peace while the wind refused to cease. Betrayed by his lover and stabbed in the back by his brothers, he was ultimately besieged by several Great Emperors. After battling for years, even his Great Dao was worn away. In the end, the Great Sun Emperor fell in the void, leaving only one sun in the sky.

After drifting for a long time, a wisp of Su Bei's remnant soul, carrying fragmented memories and hatred, finally possessed the body of the dying son of a Seeking Immortals Sect menial on the Black Tortoise Continent.

For Revenge, the Great Sun Emperor could give up everything... Yet at his side, a seductive demoness, a righteous saintess, his still-charming master's wife, his lively and innocent junior sister... one after another, they all appeared beside Su Bei.

Game officially begins!

Then.

The voice vanished.

"?"

Whenever a question mark appeared in Su Bei's mind, it was not because there was something wrong with him, but because there was something wrong with the other party.

And the problem was huge.

Leaving aside that utterly ridiculous life story and all the blank spaces dripping with the feel of a trashy wish-fulfillment novel that made him nostalgic for his youth—

This...

Was clearly his company's latest project before he had worked himself to death!

The problem was...

This game had obviously connected to the wrong server!

He was in an urban high-martial world—but the setting designed for the game was a pure Fantasy World!

The kind of Fantasy World where a blade of grass could sever the sun and moon, a grain of dust could fill the sea, and even the Great Dao would be annihilated whenever a battle broke out.

Had the system attached itself to the wrong person?

Su Bei inwardly cried out at how absurd this was.

Though this cheat ability did not seem usable, the good news was that it did not appear dangerous either.

If he had really transmigrated into a Fantasy World, Su Bei had no idea how his scrawny little body would survive in a world like that.

Just as he was thinking, words appeared on the panel in his mind.

1.1 Main Mission

As the son of a Seeking Immortals Sect menial, your talent is mediocre and you possess the body of a mortal. Though your strength is lacking, you were born with a handsome face favored by the heavens, winning the affection of many female disciples from both the inner and outer sects. Yet this provoked jealousy, and you were beaten until you were gravely injured and on the verge of death.

Mission: Survive

Use any means necessary to heal yourself.

Difficulty: ★★

Reward: Marrow Cleansing Pill ×1

Su Bei:?

Just as Su Bei was speechless, the panel changed again.

Mission: Survive (Completed)

Your will to survive exceeded all imagination. Your body has recovered to full health. Reward: Marrow Cleansing Pill ×1

Then, without any further movement.

A jade bottle had already fallen into Su Bei's hand. Inside lay a scarlet pill in complete stillness.

Even through the jade bottle, he seemed able to smell a fresh medicinal fragrance.

"This..."

Su Bei froze.

He closed the panel.

Su Bei took a deep breath. He accepted this matter surprisingly quickly. In only a short while, he had completely calmed down.

After all, he had even accepted transmigration. What else was there that he could not accept?