Eternal Great Emperor?

Morning.

The first ray of sunlight pierced through the gap in the curtains, and before it even touched the edge of the bed, Su Bei opened his eyes.

He sat up cross-legged and began circulating his energy, facing the sun. A purple light seemed to shoot out from the sun's rays in the sky, instantly entering Su Bei's body. After circulating for a few cycles, it merged into his limbs and bones, burning within his body like warm sunlight and fierce fire.

A moment later.

He finished his practice.

The fatigue of the night was completely swept away, and his body felt filled with strength.

However, the first hidden gate of the human body was even harder to break through than Su Bei had imagined. At the current pace of absorbing the Purple Extreme Light daily with the Great Sun Purple Yang Gene Method, he had no idea when he would be able to break through.

Although the Great Sun Purple Yang Gene Method sounded powerful, it was actually just one of the dozens of basic gene methods distributed nationwide. Of course, among all the basic gene methods, it was considered top-tier.

Its ability was also quite simple: it allowed one to absorb some Purple Extreme power when the sun first rose, thereby strengthening one's physical fitness.

While the energy in sunlight was relatively gentler, not everyone could digest it. It was very suitable for beginners with strong innate potential.

He stood up, facing the light.

Su Bei's practically perfect physique seemed to shimmer in the sunlight. His muscles weren't exaggeratedly bulging, but they were extremely well-proportioned, as if measured out meticulously with a ruler. Like a leopard, he looked like he could unleash unimaginable power.

He had been practicing diligently every day since he was ten years old, for nearly nine years. Cultivation had long become an inseparable part of Su Bei's body. This physique was a result of that dedication.

He went to the bathroom to wash up.

However, whenever he looked in the mirror, Su Bei would feel a sense of temporal dislocation. Sometimes he wondered if the handsome young face in the mirror was truly him.

But he quickly dismissed such thoughts.

He had been in this world for ten years, ever since the original body suffered a high fever.

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

An eighteen-year-old Quasi-Martial Artist.

An unremarkable martial arts prodigy.

He was also a soon-to-be university student. The college entrance examination had ended five days ago, and with his grades, getting into his desired martial arts university was practically a sure thing.

All that remained was to wait for the admission notice.

This world was perhaps a bit strange. A thousand years ago, spiritual energy had resurfaced, causing all creatures except Homo sapiens to undergo genetic leaps. Humanity had been on the brink of extinction, but they had ultimately managed to establish themselves through technology and martial arts.

Now, humanity and demonic beasts divided the world, locked in a bitter rivalry. Occasionally, "Void Battlefields" would descend, making things quite chaotic.

Base cities emerged as a result, with constant conflict between those within and outside the city walls.

The Sky Lake Base City, where Su Bei was currently located, was one such city.

Su Bei had inherited the memories of his original body quite well, so he adapted to these changes quickly, almost seamlessly.

Being a student in a high-level martial arts world wasn't a particularly dangerous profession. Coupled with his decent martial arts talent and early maturity, he dedicated himself to cultivation without reservation. While he still had some gap compared to true geniuses, he was considered among the top tier of ordinary people.

As long as one could become a Martial Artist, their life would at least be guaranteed to have food and clothing, if not great wealth and status.

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

He had to become a Martial Artist!

Su Bei was enjoying himself so much that he had even forgotten his past identity as a programmer.

[Loading game...]

[Game loaded successfully!]

[True Martial World loading complete...]

[Matching identity... Initiate... Match error!]

[Re-calibrating!]

[Database identity match complete!]

[Su Bei, Eternal Great Emperor, titled Great Sun Emperor]

[Parents died when he was young. Possessing the Great Sun Heavenly Fire, on the day of his birth, the sun hung in the sky, bringing three years of severe drought. He cultivated the Great Sun Cultivation Method, displaying exceptional talent! He killed countless enemies throughout his life, his Great Sun burning the heavens, making him invincible. Finally, at the age of 1,431, he ascended to the position of Great Emperor. On the day he became Emperor, two suns appeared in the sky!]

[After ascending to Emperor, Su Bei grew weary of the endless fighting in the outside world. He merely wished to live an ordinary life, so he went into hiding under a pseudonym in the imperial capital, watching the tides ebb and flow.]

[However, even when the tree desires stillness, the wind does not cease. Betrayed by his lover and stabbed in the back by his brother, he was eventually besieged by several Great Emperors. After fighting fiercely for several years, even his Great Dao was worn away, and finally, the Great Sun Emperor perished in the Void. From then on, only one sun remained in the sky.]

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

[To exact revenge, the Great Sun Emperor was willing to pay any price... However, beside him, alluring demonesses, righteous saintesses, his alluring master's wife, and the lively and innocent junior sister... they all appeared by Su Bei's side one after another.]

[The game officially begins!]

Then.

The voice vanished.

"?"

When a question mark appeared in Su Bei's mind, it meant that the problem wasn't with him, but with the other party.

And the problem was significant.

Never mind the life experience filled with so many points to critique, there was also the blank space that hinted at a "back in my day" kind of cliché.

This...

This was clearly the latest project from his company before he died!

The problem was...

This game had clearly connected to the wrong server!

He was in an urban high-martial world—while the game's setting was a pure fantasy world!

A fantasy world where a single blade of grass could cut down the sun and moon, a speck of dust could fill the sea, and battles could even grind down the Great Dao.

Did the system connect to the wrong instance?

Su Bei inwardly exclaimed how absurd it was.

Although his cheat ability seemed unusable, the good news was there was no danger.

If he had truly transmigrated to a fantasy world, Su Bei didn't know how his frail body would survive in such a place.

As he was pondering, text appeared on the panel in his mind.

[1.1 Main Quest]

[As the son of a miscellaneous disciple of the Seeking Immortals Sect, your talent is mediocre, your body that of a mortal. Though your strength is lacking, you possess a face so favored by heaven that it has won the hearts of many inner and outer sect female disciples. Unexpectedly, this has led to jealousy and hatred, resulting in you being severely injured and on the brink of death.]

[Quest: Survive]

[Heal yourself by any means necessary.]

[Difficulty: ★★]

[Reward: Marrow Cleansing Pill * 1]

Su Bei: ?

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

[Quest: Survive (Completed)]

[Your will to survive surpassed imagination. Your body has recovered its health. Reward: Marrow Cleansing Pill * 1]

Then, without any further action, A jade bottle landed in Su Bei's hand, inside which lay a crimson pill.

Through the jade bottle, a fresh medicinal fragrance seemed to emanate.

"This..."

Su Bei was stunned.

He closed the panel.

Su Bei took a deep breath. He accepted this turn of events remarkably quickly; in just a short while, he had completely calmed down.

After all, he had already accepted transmigration, so what else was there that he couldn't accept?