"It's still far from the selection standard for Outer Sect disciples… truly a disgrace to the sect."
Little Jade sighed, her face filled with self-deprecation.
However, those words landed in Zhu Zhuqing's ears—and in the ears of hundreds of millions across the Douluo Continent—like a thunderclap!
Boom!
"H-how much?!"
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils shrank violently, her voice rising in pitch.
"8,000 jin?!"
Little Jade blinked in confusion.
"Yes, 8,000 jin. It's very weak, right? My senior sisters can casually strike with tens of thousands of jin."
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Douluo Continent — Shrek Academy
"Pfft!"
Dai Mubai, who had just taken a sip of water, instantly sprayed it all over Tang San's face.
Tang San froze, not even bothering to wipe it off. His eyes were locked onto the girl on the screen.
"8,000 jin…?"
"How is that even possible?!"
His mind wavered on the brink of collapse.
The Clear Sky Hammer—known as the world's number one Tool Spirit—was famed for its overwhelming power.
Yet even he could only muster a few hundred jin at most.
Even a pure strength-type Spirit Douluo like Tai Tan would only reach a few thousand jin at full power.
And yet—
This girl, who claimed to be talentless… a mere servant…
Could casually strike with 8,000 jin?!
And her senior sisters could reach tens of thousands?!
You call that weak?
Then what were they?
Cripples?
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Heaven Dou Imperial Palace
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's hand trembled slightly, the Seven Kill Sword in his grasp humming faintly.
He glanced at Bone Douluo Gu Rong and gave a bitter smile.
"Old Bone… could your defense withstand tens of thousands of jin?"
Gu Rong swallowed hard, his expression grim.
"If I don't use my ninth Spirit Ability… I'm afraid not."
---
Despair.
A suffocating despair spread across the entire Douluo Continent.
So in that higher world…
Even a servant who swept floors could surpass their Titled Douluo?
Was this the true gap between dimensions?
---
"Um… Miss Little Jade…"
Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
"Where is this ship heading?"
Little Jade pointed ahead toward the mist-shrouded horizon. A look of reverence and fanaticism appeared in her eyes.
"Back to the sect."
"Taichu Immortal Court!"
"That is the absolute ruler of the Great Wilderness for millions of miles—a supreme holy land!"
"And our Sect Master… that Supreme Lord…"
Her voice dropped instinctively, as if speaking too loudly might offend the heavens.
"I've heard… that Lord is an Immortal King giant who has lived for countless ages."
"A truly unobservable, indescribable existence!"
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Deep Within the Taichu Immortal Court
This was no longer part of the mortal realm.
It was an independent small world carved out within the Void.
Purple qi stretched thirty thousand miles from the east. Countless auspicious lights shimmered, filling the sky with mist and radiance.
Floating immortal islands drifted in the air. Springs flowed, waterfalls cascaded, and cranes danced gracefully.
At the very peak—
Within the Taichu Divine Palace—
A young man in white lay lazily upon a reclining chair woven from the branches of the Enlightenment Tea Tree.
His features were so perfect they bordered on unreal.
His eyes were deep as the cosmos—within their opening and closing, it seemed as though time itself flowed.
No terrifying aura radiated from him.
He appeared no different from an ordinary young master.
And yet—
If a True Immortal were present, they would be struck with absolute terror.
Because the space around him was constantly forming and collapsing.
Every breath he took gave rise to the birth and destruction of entire small worlds.
This was the Lord of the Taichu Immortal Court—
An Immortal King giant who had lived through endless ages:
Jiang Chen.
"How boring…"
Jiang Chen yawned, casually picking up a crystal-clear grape from a jade plate and tossing it into his mouth.
The moment it entered, it melted into a surge of longevity essence.
In the outside world, a single grape of this Undying Divine Medicine level would be enough to incite wars among supreme beings.
Yet to him—
It was nothing more than a snack.
"System, anything interesting from today's sign-in?" he asked lazily.
[Ding! Today's rewards: One fragment of a True Dragon Undying Medicine, one scroll from the Ancient Scripture of the Emperor's Fall Era, and one case of Happy Water.]
"Happy Water again?"
Jiang Chen rolled his eyes. With a wave of his hand, a case of cola appeared before him.
At his level, longevity meant nothing.
Invincibility was simply… lonely.
His only amusement came from reminiscing about his past life—or cultivating a few promising individuals to accompany him through the cruel expanse of this Perfect World.
"Hm?"
Suddenly—
His half-closed eyes opened slightly.
He sensed something.
At the mountain gate of the Taichu Immortal Court… there was an unfamiliar fluctuation.
"An aura from another world? No… too weak. Weak as an ant."
Curiosity flickered in his gaze.
At the Immortal King realm, a single thought could sweep across countless worlds.
Not even a mosquito could enter his domain unnoticed.
Buzz!
Without moving from his seat, Jiang Chen merely shifted his will.
His gaze pierced through layers of space, descending directly upon the bronze warship that had just arrived at the mountain gate.
There—
He saw her.
The girl in black, following behind Little Jade, her expression filled with shock and vigilance.
"That girl…"
His gaze lingered.
"No runes. No cave-heavens. A cultivation system based purely on crude spirit power?"
"Spirit… Hell Civet?"
He paused.
Then—
Something long buried in his memory stirred.
"Black clothes… cold temperament… cat spirit…"
"And such a weak cultivation system…"
"Could it be…"
Jiang Chen slowly sat upright, a playful smile forming on his lips.
With a thought, he activated the Great Karma Technique.
An invisible thread extended from Zhu Zhuqing—
Piercing through endless space-time—
Connecting to a distant, fragile, bubble-like world.
Within that world—
Blue Silver Grass entangled enemies.
Hammers smashed wildly.
People relied on so-called "Spirit Abilities" in battle.
"Pfft—"
Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.
"Douluo Continent?"
"That so-called Xuanhuan 'floor tile' world… where even a God King can't lift a hundred thousand jin?"
He hadn't expected that this dangerous Perfect World—where worlds shattered at every turn—would intersect with such a… playground-like realm.
"Interesting."
"So that fluctuation earlier… was a connection between the two planes?"
His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest as his gaze returned to Zhu Zhuqing.
At this moment, she stood before the towering mountain gate of the Taichu Immortal Court, completely stunned.
The gate—
Was forged from two dead stars.
Residual gravitational fields still lingered within it.
Without the protection of formations, merely approaching it would crush one into paste.
Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
"There's even a heavenly screen… broadcasting everything?"