Chapter 4 Fantasy Floor Tile Invasion: Perfection?
"An Lan was already a top-tier Immortal King during the Immortal Ancient Era, and had been famous for a long time."
"He wields the Immortal King's Weapon, and his strength is unfathomable."
The Lord of the Forbidden Zone put down his teacup, his voice gentle yet full of determination, and looked at Su Ling's fishing back.
"It was an amazing feat that you were able to defeat him thirty years ago."
"Young friend, with your talent and… circumstances, it's only a matter of time before you surpass him."
"There's no need to rush and ruin your resolve."
His words were not meant to comfort.
Achieving the status of a Celestial King in a century and defeating a veteran Immortal King—such a cultivation speed was unheard of throughout the ages.
Su Ling was shrouded in a thick fog and an incredible aura of luck, which even he could not see through.
He firmly believed that Su Ling's future was far more than this.
"I'm really not the person you're looking for."
Su Ling didn't turn her head, but her lips twitched almost imperceptibly as she muttered something under her breath.
He has said this many times.
From the moment he transmigrated to this world a hundred years ago and awakened the "Multiverse Fishing System," he never intended to be a savior.
He's just a fisherman who wants to fish quietly.
The system allows him to fish in all the heavens and myriad realms, acquiring various treasures to improve his cultivation.
Adhering to the belief that "a fisherman never comes home empty-handed," he fished with extreme diligence.
The rewards are indeed a mixed bag; sometimes it's just a boost to one or two attributes, while other times it's a heaven-defying skill or a priceless treasure.
There were two key rewards that changed his fate.
First, while in the Formation Realm, he fished up a forbidden object from the "World of Gods and Demons"—the Divine Demon Taiji Diagram.
That thing can autonomously gather the resentment of souls from the entire world, unleashing a terrifying aura and causing ghosts to wail and gods to howl.
Since that day, Su Ling has never had a single peaceful day.
His mind was constantly filled with mournful ghostly laughter and demonic howls, and his body had become a gathering place for the remnants of ancient and modern heroes, where a "night parade of a hundred ghosts" was staged every day.
The man before us, the master of the restricted area, was one of the "tenants" who were attracted at that time.
However, fortune and misfortune are intertwined.
It was precisely because of the occasional guidance from these "old monsters" residing in his body, the weakest of whom were still remnants of true immortals, and the abundant resources provided by the system, that Su Ling's cultivation level soared.
He encountered almost no bottlenecks and quickly reached the pinnacle of humanity, capable of tearing stars apart with his bare hands.
Then, they just happened to run into the Immortal King Anlan trying to get through...
In that battle, he was almost completely destroyed, both physically and mentally.
In dire straits, he forcibly broke through the barrier by relying on the "essence of the primordial chaos of the universe" that he had fished out and a "peerless immortal king's Dao fruit" from an unknown era of annihilation.
Having narrowly escaped death, he stepped into the realm of the Immortal King, and only with Tianyuan's help did he manage to frighten Anlan away.
Along the way, it seemed glorious, but only Su Ling himself knew that his status as a Celestial King was somewhat "unreliable".
The upgrade was too fast, relying entirely on external resources and the "tenants'" cramming, lacking the invincible belief and solid foundation of gradual refinement and enlightenment through life and death.
I've reached that level now, but to go any further is as difficult as climbing to heaven.
So he simply "laid down," spending his days fishing, checking in, consolidating his cultivation level, and listening to the old monsters arguing inside him. Life was quite pleasant.
But clearly, the remnant souls of the true immortals and immortal kings within the body did not think that way.
In their eyes, Su Ling was practically the favored son of Heaven.
Can someone at the Inscription Realm independently comprehend and inscribe unparalleled array patterns that even they find astonishing?
After that, he had one amazing adventure after another, even finding treasures while walking, his luck was incredible.
Every time they encounter a seemingly fatal ordeal, they always manage to escape danger and come out on their own.
In just over a hundred years, he became a Celestial King and even defeated An Lan?
This isn't just genius, this is monster.
It's a miracle.
Especially the master of the forbidden zone, he only noticed that Su Ling's foundation was somewhat unstable, and gave him a hint about the concept of "taking one's own body as a seed".
He was advised to try to create a secret realm within his body to nurture his own unique laws and principles.
And what was the result?
Su Ling turned around and created a complete "prototype of a chaotic universe" with infinite potential within his own body.
Having just advanced to the Immortal King realm, he used this newly generated inner universe power, combined with the Divine Demon Taiji Diagram, to forcefully block An Lan's killing move.
This left the Lord of the Forbidden Zone and other old monsters speechless, further solidifying their belief that Su Ling was the "destined one" they had been waiting for, the one who could change everything.
Seeing that Su Ling was unwilling to talk more and focused on fishing, the Lord of the Forbidden Zone smiled and did not press the matter.
He knew that Su Ling appeared carefree on the surface, but was actually very opinionated.
And he did seem to be a little irritable—probably because he had been fishing for a long time and hadn't caught anything yet?
"In that case, I will not disturb your enjoyment any longer, young friend."
The master of the restricted area rose, his figure gradually fading away.
"The laws governing your newly formed inner world are still somewhat disordered. We will go and help you sort them out."
As soon as he finished speaking, he merged back into the profound and unfathomable Tai Chi diagram of gods and demons behind Su Ling.
Su Ling pursed her lips and continued to stare at the water.
The divine sense, like invisible mercury, spread out silently, instantly covering the vast and boundless heavens and earth, sweeping across star fields and continents.
This is the instinct of a Celestial King-level being; their divine sense monitors all the heavens, and all changes are within their mind.
Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow and his divine sense paused briefly in a remote corner of the eight lower realms.
"Um?"
His "gaze" seemed to pierce through the endless spatial barrier and land on several "small dots" that had just been transported there by strange spacetime forces and were out of place with their surroundings.
That power was very weak, carrying a peculiar flavor of "world will," but its essential level was extremely low.
Su Ling's divine sense traced back slightly, following the remaining spacetime trajectory, and instantly captured the tiny, fragile, and simply governed world bubble at the other end of the trajectory—Douluo Continent.
"Oh..."
Su Ling was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and shook her head.
Due to some rare spacetime ripple, two universes of vastly different sizes experienced an extremely brief and slight overlap.
The will of that tiny universe of Douluo Continent instinctively wanted to capture and plunder even the slightest trace of "aura" or "information" emanating from the Perfect World.
It felt like a paramecium living in a puddle suddenly stretching out its pseudopods, trying to devour a shavings that fell from a passing whale, and fantasizing that it could evolve into a whale as a result.
Absurd, laughable.
"Douluo Continent... a fantasy floor tile, huh..."
Su Ling muttered to herself, a playful smile curving her lips.
Memories of his past life surfaced in some blurry fragments; it seemed that there were things like martial spirits, spirit rings, and gods in that world.
But in Su Ling's view now, those so-called "gods" probably couldn't even defeat a slightly stronger Venerable in the Perfect World.
"Trying to plunder the very essence of the Perfect World? Ignorance is bliss."
[end of the chapter]