At the top of a high platform.
In the midst of a buzzing crowd.
A man wearing a blue fox robe sat before a chessboard, gently pushing a piece forward, then waiting for his opponent's move.
The opponent across from him furrowed his brow, pondering for a long while, still unable to make a move.
Below, the gathered crowd discussed excitedly.
"Hu Linye's chess skills are truly superb. He plans from the very beginning, playing chess with such flair, laying deep strategies without ever making a mistake. It's unbelievable."
"He's already a famous chess grandmaster. Just drawing with him can earn you over ten thousand Spirit Stones. That's how formidable he is."
As these words were spoken, Hu Linye's opponent directly admitted defeat, stood up with a bow, and retreated.
"Is there anyone else?" Hu Linye asked softly.
The crowd below was clamorous, but no one dared to step forward.
After a while, a figure finally approached - a middle-aged man in simple white clothes. He sat down at the chess table and said with a gentle laugh:
"I have some modest insights into chess. I'll boldly give it a try."
"Mm." Hu Linye said nothing more, taking the first move.
This game lasted half a day.
In the end, with no more moves possible, it was declared a draw.
Only then did Hu Linye raise his head to look directly at the middle-aged man before him, asking in a deep voice:
"Your name?"
"Bai Lu," the middle-aged man replied with a smile.
"Good, I'll remember you," Hu Linye nodded, standing to leave. As he did so, he waved his hand and said:
"A reward!"
This was the first time over ten thousand Spirit Stones had been awarded, causing an uproar among the crowd below.
"Found him," Chen Xia said, pointing at this scene in the Time Law's vision.
"Arrest him, arrest him!" Emperor Capital was very excited. His cultivation had progressed, so he naturally wanted to test his strength.
"Fox Qilin Wild, Hu Linye, he sure knows how to pick a name. It's so obvious," Qiu Li wondered aloud.
"The obvious name doesn't matter. Without Chen Xia's Time Law, we might never have found him in this lifetime," Li Yang replied.
"Mm," Chi Yu responded.
"Let's go!" Li Yue was the most lively.
Huang Can and Jia Bai sat side by side in the back, one propping his head with his left hand, the other with his right.
These two were birds of a feather, and it was likely they'd soon have another joining their ranks.
Chen Xia pondered carefully, planning to find a good way to summon Hu Linye, while the Bai Lu in the vision also reminded him of past memories.
He hadn't expected Bai Lu to have his own insights into chess; in the Time Law's vision, Bai Lu had already reached the Mahayana Peak realm.
This was the result of each person following their own path.
Chen Xia chuckled softly, thinking how unpredictable the future was, and began preparing to arrest Hu Linye.
Later, he would gather more cultivators from the Blue Sky Sword Sea to return.
He stood up, smiling at the group behind him.
"Let's go."
The seven saints behind him all rose, following Chen Xia's silhouette as they left the small room, swiftly descending upon the location shown in the Time Law's vision.
Today, Hu Linye had once again set up his chessboard, waiting for challengers.
Below, another crowd had gathered, waiting to watch an exciting chess match.
The first to approach was a young man in blue robes. Sitting at the chessboard, he said only one sentence:
"I want to play red and go first."
"Fine," Hu Linye agreed without raising his head.
Clack!
"Your horse is gone," the blue-robed youth laughed.
Hu Linye still didn't look up, continuing to play his own strategy.
Clack.
"Another one gone."
At this, Hu Linye finally raised his head and asked in a deep voice:
"Your name?"
"Xia Chen," the blue-robed youth replied, then stood up and left without playing further.
Hu Linye frowned slightly but didn't pay it much mind. How could such small tricks disturb his composure?
A second challenger approached.
It was a man with a scholarly air; his chess skills should be decent.
After sitting down, this man also wanted to play red.
Clack.
Opening move: attacking the horse.
The same strategy.
Hu Linye frowned and asked again:
"Your name?"
"Li Qiu."
After taking both horses, Qiu Li also stood and left. He had played quite quickly, as Chi Yu and the others were still waiting in line.
They had come in disguise, emphasizing the art of torment.
The subsequent players all opened by attacking the horse - different people, all using the same strategy.
It left Hu Linye bewildered.
Until Emperor Capital took the stage - the heavyweight had arrived. Chen Xia had even told him to play freely, saying he trusted in Emperor Capital's abilities.
Emperor Capital naturally wouldn't disappoint Chen Xia.
He let Hu Linye play red and go first. Hu Linye felt relieved, thinking he'd finally met a normal player. He moved a pawn first, then waited for Emperor Capital to make his move.
"I can't take that. Pass!" Emperor Capital declared confidently, arms folded across his chest.
Hu Linye was stunned, unable to help explaining:
"This is Chinese chess."
"I know," Emperor Capital nodded.
"Do you know how to play Chinese chess?"
"I do."
"Then why did you say you can't take it?"
"Because when you can't take it, you can't take it!" Emperor Capital shouted, grabbing his four pawns and throwing them forward, yelling:
"Bomb!"
This time, Hu Linye was truly dumbfounded. After a long moment, he pointed at Emperor Capital's nose and cursed:
"You motherf***er, you really are... I f***ing... you son of a... you..."
Emperor Capital's expression remained unchanged. He stood up, interlacing his fingers and stretching them outwards, making his joints crack loudly. His eyes flashed with starlight as he replied:
"The game is over, Hu Linye. Why don't you surrender immediately!"
The scene shifted and transformed.
From the center of heaven and earth to the bounds of the universe, suspended in the starry sky.
That blue-robed youth stood at the forefront of the group, like the moon surrounded by stars. He patted his blue sleeves and smiled at Hu Linye.
"Do you remember the Blue Sky Sword Sea?"
Hu Linye sighed, "I'd heard about you all long ago, but I never thought I couldn't escape in the end."
"Fate and karma, the changes of heaven and earth, past and present - what's meant to come will eventually arrive. I'll reason with you properly, and you should understand too," Chen Xia said softly.
"This is what you call reasoning?" Hu Linye sneered.
"Of course," Chen Xia replied, pointing at Emperor Capital behind him, who was cracking his knuckles.
"Or would you like to try unreasonable methods?"
Hu Linye fell silent. After a long while, he said in a low voice:
"I surrender."
The Fourteen Children of the Blue Sky, now all saints, were assembled!
Good night, everyone.
nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
