When she stepped in front of the mirror, what greeted her was an adorable little girl with bright silver hair cascading to her waist. Not only that, the girl's eyes were an unusual ice blue, dazzlingly brilliant, and her bearing was cold as ice.
Seeing her current self in the mirror, Luo Yue sank even deeper into despair.
It really didn't seem to be a dream. She really couldn't change back...
Born with unusual eyes and silver hair, with an innately icy air.
Any normal person could tell at a glance that this little girl was absolutely the sort people described as, "This child must not be allowed to live."
How was she supposed to keep a low profile when she went out now?
"With talent like this and looks like these, why did I have to transmigrate into Shrouding the Heavens of all places? And right onto the grand stage of Shrouding the Heavens with the Dark Turmoil just around the corner..."
Luo Yue sighed.
She didn't really care about changing sexes. Man or woman, whatever-as long as she was alive!
But...
The grand stage of Shrouding the Heavens-come on over if you miss me!
Eastern Wasteland, Northern Region, Desolate Ancient Family, Jiang Family, Divine King Body... The terms she had dredged from the original little girl's memories connected into a single thread.
If Luo Yue still couldn't figure out what kind of world she had landed in, all those years she had spent reading webnovels in her youth would have been wasted.
The thought that the next Dark Turmoil was less than two and a half centuries away instantly made Luo Yue's scalp prickle.
That meant she had to cultivate to at least the Quasi-Emperor level in that short span of time before she would have even the slightest chance of fooling the Supremes and saving her own skin.
Luo Yue's teeth were already beginning to ache.
Wouldn't she have to cultivate at the speed of a goddamn rocket?
Forget an ordinary Divine Body like hers, which wasn't worth a damn. Even Wushi reborn wouldn't dare guarantee he could become a Quasi-Emperor in two hundred years.
Not everyone was Ye Fan. Luo Yue didn't have a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, nor could she take a beating like Heavenly Emperor Ye, who relied on his thick hide from start to finish to escape death no matter how recklessly he messed around...
It wasn't as though she hadn't considered loafing around her whole life, spending a peaceful hundred years before dying of old age. But she was already part of a Desolate Ancient Family, and her Divine Body status had been exposed for everyone to see. An ordinary life was simply not in the cards for her.
Even a little casual cultivation would let her live at least two thousand years. Having to face the Dark Turmoil, when those damned cosmic Supremes all went out foraging together, was already a fact nailed firmly to an iron plate.
I still need to find a way to avoid the Dark Turmoil two hundred-odd years from now... Luo Yue pondered.
She knew perfectly well that the Jiang Family's protection alone would be nowhere near reliable enough during the Dark Turmoil two hundred years later.
When that future Dark Turmoil struck, Desolate Ancient Families and holy lands like theirs would be the first to suffer, with a death rate as high as ninety-nine percent!
Even the Jiang Family's Emperor Weapon would be smashed to pieces by a Supreme...
Although cannon fodder accounted for ninety-nine percent of the dead and most of the higher-ups survived, who could guarantee she wouldn't be one of the unlucky bastards who died?
The Jiang Family might look incredibly badass now, swaggering around Burial Emperor Star and barking orders every day.
But when the Dark Turmoil actually arrived, everyone would scatter to save their own skin. Even a three-year-old understood that you shouldn't put all your eggs in one basket.
Everyone would flee however they could, or hide in different hidden realms and play hide-and-seek with the Supremes. Whether they survived would come down to luck.
Survive, and they could meet again at the summit. Die, and they would vanish without a trace.
There was just one thing: never take the Supremes lightly! Those Supremes hated the Human Race's Great Emperors down to their very bones, and naturally showed their descendants no mercy either.
After all, those Human Race Great Emperors were each more badass than the last. If they didn't visit the forbidden zones for a battle before dying, they would be too embarrassed to call themselves Human Race Great Emperors.
Take Taihuang of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty, who went to an ancient land in his twilight years to pry open the Undying Heavenly Emperor's coffin;
Or the Void Emperor, who went to the Undying Mountain in his later years to camp the Supremes at their spawn point, actually slaughtering two of them for the Human Race;
Emperor Hengyu was even less capable of sitting still. To prevent the Dark Turmoil in advance, he went straight to the Primordial Ancient Mine just after becoming an emperor and brazenly forged the Solar Divine Furnace before a crowd of Supremes, provoking a Forbidden Zone Supreme into coming out for a great battle.
As for Ruthless and Wushi, there was even less need to elaborate. The things those two big shots did were the equivalent of stomping their feet straight into the Supremes' faces, sparing them not a shred of dignity. With their pride thrown to the ground and trampled, the Supremes were practically grinding their teeth to dust in fury.
And then there were the nine Great Accomplishment Sacred Bodies, all bursting with energy and reputedly ready to fight heaven, earth, and even the air itself.
Those nine were even bigger heavyweights, running up to the forbidden zones every day and shouting, "Come out and fight me one-on-one!"
Their whole approach was to drag someone down with them even if they died.
Although all of it was for the Human Race's sake, and Luo Yue admired them for it, they had indirectly filled the Supremes' hatred meters to the brim.
The nonhuman Supremes had not a scrap of goodwill toward the Human Race. Every time they went out for a communal feast, humans were what they ate the most of—the melt-in-your-mouth kind...
"However I look at this Dark Turmoil, it's a death trap. Whether I survive will come down to luck."
"Could I run off to Earth? It should be a little safer there. With those people at Hangu Pass, even the Supremes would have a hard time breaking in..."
"But with me here as a butterfly flapping its wings, who knows what changes the future might hold?"
Unable to come up with anything even after racking her brains, Luo Yue simply tipped backward and flopped onto the bed, intending to close her eyes and sleep. But too many thoughts crowded her mind, and she couldn't fall asleep at all.
In the end, she could only helplessly open her ice-blue eyes and stare blankly at the ceiling overhead.
"Screw it! Die with your balls pointing skyward, or live for ten thousand years. I'll just take it one step at a time!" Lying on the bed, Luo Yue turned to look out the window.
For now, that was all she could do.
After all, she was already here. What was she supposed to do, transmigrate back?
Her first priority now was to figure out how to survive the turmoil unleashed by the Supremes two hundred years later.
Honestly, that goal wasn't necessarily all that difficult.
Put simply, she had to play hide-and-seek with the Supremes, and the playing field was the entire universe.
With good luck, nothing might happen to her at all. The danger was bad luck-if a Supreme popped her into its mouth, not even an immortal could save her.
The safest method was to find some secluded place in the universe and hunker down...
Or could she simply become an emperor two hundred years from now, kick down the Undying Mountain, punch through the Primordial Ancient Mine, and shatter the Forbidden Zone Supremes' dreams of immortality with a single blow?
Given the choice, Luo Yue would naturally prefer the latter.
Unfortunately, she wasn't Ye Fan and didn't have a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. Nor was she Wushi. She had no cheat...
"Huh? Wait, don't I?"
Something suddenly occurred to Luo Yue, and she shot upright like a dying patient startled out of bed.
She had nearly forgotten about that thing.
Come to think of it, that thing was actually the cul-
prit behind her transmigration.
She vaguely remembered that as her consciousness faded, the two stone slabs she had casually tossed into a corner had flown up on their own and shot into her forehead. Her mind had been so muddled at the time that she had thought it was a hallucination before death.
Those two things were probably what brought me here... Luo Yue's heart began pounding.
After all those years in the trade, could she... really have dug up the genuine article?
If those two stone slabs really were the things she thought they were, she would have hit the jackpot!
Luo Yue closed her eyes, held her breath, and focused, gathering all her mental strength to explore the depths of her Sea of Consciousness.
Although the original girl had yet to formally begin cultivating, she did know the basic Inner Vision Method.
And so, Luo Yue soon sensed a faint, wondrous resonance within her Sea of Consciousness!
Excitement began stirring in her heart.
A transmigrator really needed a cheat. With a cheat, you could travel the world; without one, you couldn't take a single step.
With nothing but a Divine King Body, she wouldn't even make a tiny splash on the grand stage of Shrouding the Heavens. At best, she could throw her weight around on a little backwater like Big Dipper early on, relying on her Divine Body. Later, she wouldn't even measure up to cannon fodder.