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“Puff!”

Su Changsheng opened his eyes and coughed up a mouthful of blood. The blood was clear and radiant like diamonds, containing immense divine power. Even a single drop could subdue powerful individuals. His entire body was covered in frightening cracks, emitting a divine light, and blood flowed incessantly as if he could burst apart at any moment. These were the consequences of failing to break through to the Saint Realm.

“Why did I fail?” Ignoring his injuries, Su Changsheng bitterly exclaimed. He looked up at the sky. His long, snow-white hair flowed, his eyes burning like two suns, and his face filled with reluctance.

Boom!

The chaotic aura surged like a volcanic eruption, recklessly impacting the space around him, making the void rumble and various runes shimmer and tremble.

“Why am I unsuccessful after all the secret realms I explored and the battles I fought against powerful beings for resources over the last millennium? Why?”

“Is it possible that those with average talent are destined to never achieve greatness on this path and never tread upon the supreme immortal path?”

“I can’t accept that!”

Su Changsheng growled with frustration.

Boom!

Perhaps due to his overwhelming emotions, the powerful aura couldn’t be contained and erupted once more, shaking the space and nearly crumbling this ancestral land.

Pfft!

At this moment, Su Changsheng’s terrible injuries suddenly burst open, and blood flowed like a crimson river. He felt an excruciating pain striking him.

“Hmm?”

“The injuries are too severe.”

Su Changsheng finally realized. He understood that they were the backlash from failing to break through to the Saint Realm. If he didn’t carefully nurse and recover from these injuries, they would leave him disabled.

“Hoo…”

Su Changsheng fell silent, calming his emotions and suppressing his aura. He then took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged like a tide, madly pouring into his body. The divine light circulated as it began to heal his injuries.

After a long time, Su Changsheng opened his eyes. By this point, the scars on his body had disappeared, and his aura had stabilized. Of course, this didn’t mean his injuries had fully recovered. It was superficial, with less than one-tenth of his true recovery hidden deep within his body. He sat in silence, his gaze profound, as if he were staring into the distance.

After a thousand years of preparation, it all failed, Su Changsheng thought.

After a long time, Su Changsheng let out a bitter smile. His long, snow-white hair fell around him, and his face was filled with desolation. For this day, he had prepared for a thousand years, going through countless intense battles and gathering enough cultivation resources for three attempts to break through to the Saint Realm. All for the sake of proving himself.

He believed it was a sure thing, but after a hundred years of seclusion, he faced three consecutive failures, depleting all the resources he had prepared. Looking back, it seemed that he had reached his own limit.

“After six thousand years of cultivation, I don’t possess an unparalleled physique, and my talent is not outstanding either. Despite enduring hardships and rising from a humble disciple of a small family, I hoped to reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao and achieve immortality.”

“But now, it all seems like a fantasy.”

Su Changsheng felt disheartened and disillusioned, reflecting on the various experiences he had gone through since his reincarnation. He couldn’t help but let out a self-deprecating smile.

In his previous life, Su Changsheng was a reincarnation who originated from the Celestial Empire of the Blue Star World. He reincarnated in this fantastical world and has been here for six thousand years.

(ED Note: “Reincarnation” refers to the belief that a person’s soul or spirit is reborn into a new body or form, starting a new life after death. It is a cycle of birth and death where the soul continues to take on new lives.)

Through six thousand years of challenging cultivation and struggle, Su Changsheng went from being an ordinary cultivator to a semi-saint. He not only earned the title of the Starfall King but also led his clan to become a significant force in the realm. But in the end, he fell short in reaching the realm of the Saint.

The path of cultivation was filled with countless dangers and challenges. Engaging in battles against the heavens and others, the slightest mistake could lead to death.

He had given his all as an ordinary genius without any external support or extraordinary background. However, despite his efforts, he still failed. The gap between him and those truly exceptional geniuses was too vast.

Perhaps he was right. I’m just a mere speck of dust, a tiny ant on the ground. How could I compare myself to the true dragons of the Nine Heavens? Su Changsheng chuckled.

He remembered the figure that stood high above him, its condescending gaze filled with indifference. Not contempt, just complete disregard. “The Great Sun Holy Sect.”

Su Changsheng’s eyes turned slightly cold, but soon his gaze dimmed. The heir of the Great Sun Holy Sect possessed an unmatched divine physique, standing high above and looking down on all living beings. He truly was beyond his reach, on a completely different level.

Never mind, I’m just an ordinary genius. I shouldn’t have expected so much. Being a Half-Saint Patriarch is not bad. Even if I don’t become a Saint, I can still live for over three thousand years! There’s nothing wrong with that! Su Changsheng silently affirmed it in his heart.

Cultivators in the Eternal Realm were said to have boundless longevity, theoretically living for ten thousand years. As for Saint realm cultivators, they could live for fifty thousand years. Even though he failed to break through to the Saint realm, he was still a significant figure in the Eternal Realm, a Half-Saint who had stepped into the realm of the Saints. Living another three to four thousand years would be easy for him.

With his current cultivation level, as long as he didn’t provoke a Saint, he could still dominate a region without any problems. In that case, wouldn’t it be nice to take it easy?

Even if he couldn’t achieve eternal life and oversee the ages, becoming an ordinary Semi-Saint Patriarch was still quite enjoyable. At least it was infinitely better than his previous life.

So, let’s just be laid-back, marry some women from prestigious backgrounds, become the Patriarch of a family, and live happily every day! It’s a wonderful life! Su Changsheng thought.

A sense of laziness welled up in Su Changsheng’s heart, and he felt a sense of liberation. Indeed, why did he strive so hard? Being relaxed, enjoying life, and being an ordinary Semi-Saint Patriarch—wasn’t that great?

He could focus on developing his family, making it even more powerful, occasionally showing off as a Saint in front of others, and then marrying more wives and having remarkable children. Wouldn’t that be nice?

The things he couldn’t manage could be achieved by his own children. In the past, he had forsaken all worldly desires for the sake of cultivation, severing all attachments to maintain his peak state and keep his temperament youthful. But now, all of that seemed unimportant. It was time for him to start being lazy.

After cultivating for so long, enjoying life a little wouldn’t be bad, right?

[Ding, the system successfully detects the host’s lazy thoughts, activating the Family Descendant System!]

Just as Su Changsheng was preparing to be lazy, a cold, mechanical-sounding voice rang out, instantly startling him with a strange sense of familiarity.

“Isn’t this the voice of the System that the helper uses? No, wait, what the hell, this is the system?” Su Changsheng said surprisingly.

(ED Note: Cultivation Realms: Mortal Body Realm, Qi Sea Realm, True Yuan Realm, Divine Ability Realm, Human and Heaven Realm, Elemental Pill Realm, Dharma Image Realm, Void Tunnel Realm, Eternal Realm

Titles: Saint, Saint King, Great Saint, Quasi-Emperor, Great Emperor.)