Astral Dragon Monarch

After being healed up, Xin found herself kneeling across her father on a mat in the middle of his personal training quaters.

The atmosphere was suffocatingly heavy and she knee that Lord Feng was about to drop big news on her.

If she were younger, then her heart would have been racing from the suspense, but she was a full grown woman now.

"Old Ancestor Lee is dead, isn't he?"

It was Lord Feng heart that skipped a few beats this time and his eyes widened while his pupils constricted into tiny little dots.

How the hell did she know?

He had ordered each and every member of the sect to keep their mouth's tightly shut so that he could be the one to tell her about their great ancestor's demise.

Xin had been really, really close with Ancestor Lee, so he was sure that she would be really hurt, but here she was, nonchalantly asking him as though she was asking about the weather.

"Who... Who told you?!"

Xi simply shrugged her shoulders and tilted her head slightly.

"Can't you feel that the overwhelming aura old ancestor Lee used to emit is heavily reduced?"

Lord Feng smiled slightly and slowly nodded his head.

He was proud of how much his daughter had grown. Even he, despite being a mid Rank 6 of the second stage of the lower mortal tier, had failed to notice the reduction in the sāi pressure around the province, yet she could.

'My Xin is going to become the next Immortal Sky Empress before the end of this century.'

He had serious matters to discuss, and so he had to push away the heart skipping thoughts on his daughter's cultivation prowess as he cleared his throat.

"Indeed, Xin. Our Blazing Valor sect founder has met his end, and the Divine Key has been returned to the divine scroll kept in the jaws of the golden dragon's maw. However, this means that..."

This time, it was Xin's heart's turn to skip a beat.

"...That the Sky Emperor's Trial will soon hold..."

The Imperial Sky Emperor's Trial.

That was the turning point of every century.

All the strongest cultivators would be gathered together, and then they would have to go through unimaginable trials to please the Imperial Sky Emperor.

If you perished, you perished, but if you survived, you would grow exponentially stronger.

The survivors would then be given one last challenge and the overall winner would receive the ancient divine scroll kept in the Demon Dragon Temple of the Sky Emperor.

The scroll held a mysterious, unimaginable power in the form of something that would unlock a tool that would help the receiver to infinitely grow stronger.

The key Ancestor Lee had received was in the form of a primordial chaos sword, that soared his cultivation speed by a hundred percent.

The Protector before that, got a divine Yang pendant that allowed him to cross over different dimensions, which he eventually abandoned his job and escaped to one day, and the first protector, the father of the second protector, was the very first Imperial Sky Emperor himself.

Xin knew that she had to participate, whether she liked it or not, as she bowed 180° towards her father.

"I will work very hard to bring glory to Valor!"

Lord Feng smirked lightly as he nodded his head in satisfaction.

He had had his representatives to inform the other cultivators within the Blazing Valor sect, but chose to talk to his daughter personally.

Meanwhile, almost every other sect were having the exact same conversation with the strongest cultivators under their sects.

***

All the injuries, agony, and close calls he had gone through that literally left him in a state where he was in so much pain that he could not feel anything were all worth it, all for this moment.

He pulled out the alluring golden scroll and smiled as he read the inscription.

"Jin Lōng sāi."

He then proceeded to unwrap the ancient scroll as he could swear that his heart was playing a drumroll in anticipation.

The golden hue reflected on his face, as his waiting eyes absorbed the texts written on the ancient scroll.

These were the texts that would help him conquer the world!

The texts that would make him extremely powerful! The texts that would...

"It's fucking blank?!!!"

In front of his eyes, the ancient scroll was laid completely bare.

It was so empty, that simply calling it 'just empty' would even be a very severe understatement.

Not even a speck of ink could be found on it's surface.

It was as literally clean as a lollipop stick would be after given to an eight year old kid and the kid was finished with it.

He could feel his heart shattering along with all his hopes and dreams.

"Damn the scroll! All that's left is for the heavens to open up and declare that they hate me!"

In all the web novels he had read all his life, he had never seen a transmigrator with a role as useless as his.

No cheat, no special abilities, no special equipment.

Heck, at this rate, he would lead a terrible life as the trash of the entire world!

This situation was by far worse than his life back home.

There, at least he could read himself to sleep and bask in the joy of following up a protagonist in their quest for power, but here he was sprawled out on the floor, eerily close to his deathbed and a mangled, bloody mess.

"Damn the gods..."

Shen spat out, before an electrifying pulse of agonizing pain tore through his entire being. Never before had he felt so much pain in his entire life!

"Make it stop!

Shit!

Gah!

Okay, I'm sorry for cursing! Just stop the pain!"

Did gods really exist in this world?!!!

The pain was so intense that he could literally feel every single muscle, bone, artery and vein in his body screaming out in pure agony.

This continued on for an unknown amount of time before he could finally open his eyes.

When he did so, however, he was greeted by a floating holographic screen in front of his eyes.

[Loading 0%..1%...10%...20%...50%...100%]

"H.. Huh? What is happening?"

[Congratulations! You have unlocked the Xianxia Supreme Dragon System!]

[Now commencing healing process...]

Shen blinked twice and rubbed his eyes in bewilderment.

A smile slowly crept up his face, as his lips curled upwards in joy.

"A freaking system!"