The middle realm, Mount Linjun.

A ground palace spanning dozens of kilometers, like a ghost city, stands here.

It has already been three hundred years.

The surroundings were deathly silent.

Above the palace, several large characters were carved.

Night Emperor's Tomb!

There's nothing wrong.

This is a mausoleum, often built by posterity as the final resting place for emperors or powerful individuals after their death.

But, this Ye Huang Tomb is a bit too large.

The buildings above ground are just the tip of the iceberg; the real horror lies in his underground constructions.

If we say the ground is a palace building.

That's the entire imperial city below, with outer cities, inner cities, side halls, sleeping chambers, burial pits, and hundreds of other luxurious buildings.

Its scale is immense, the number of funerary objects it contains is staggering, its craftsmanship unparalleled, its mechanisms ingenious, and its formations cunning. Even throughout all nine heavens and ten earths, nothing compares to it.

In the center of the main hall, however, stood a divine wooden coffin, supported by a carving of nine dragons.

Inside the divine wood coffin lay a youth who appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old.

Congratulations! Your last disciple has broken through to the Saint rank. The We Are Unique System has now been activated!!

After the sound, the old man in the coffin slowly opened his eyes.

A strange aura emanated from him.

After waiting for several minutes, the light returned to his eyes.

"I'm... resurrected?! After three hundred years of death, I'm actually alive!"

"Grass!!!"

"Dog system, you're too good at this."

Ye Bei cursed a few times.

He is a transmigrator, but not the kind who starts off invincible.

... but a natural loser who needs to work hard after birth.

After experiencing many tribulations, Ye Bei finally activated the initial system and found his path to becoming an emperor.

Accepting apprentices!

In the beginning of the universe, chaos gave way to order. The Three Thousand Great Dao emerged, each taking a different path yet converging toward the same goal.

As long as Ye Bei takes in 108 disciples and allows each disciple to comprehend a complete Dao.

He can borrow the east wind and change his destiny against the heavens.

Complete one's own supreme path.

Then.

Ye Bei began to diligently take on apprentices, teaching them the path of an emperor.

However, accepting disciples is not a random act. It requires systematic assessment and qualification before someone can be accepted as a student.

Thus, nearly a century has passed.

Night North finally received 108 disciples.

Every time a new apprentice is accepted, the system will reward them with a transmission of the Dao.

What he has to do is pass on this legacy to his disciple.

But.

Until the night North Shou's lifespan was exhausted, he never waited for the day when he could defy heaven and change his fate.

Just because of this… there are too many apprentices.

Even if he were extremely serious and demanding, he could guide his disciples to comprehend a complete path.

It can't be accomplished overnight.

In this world of fantasy, cultivation realms are divided into— Post-Heaven, Pre-Heaven, Refining Realm, God Condensing Realm, Profound Understanding Realm, Divine Court Realm, Half-Saint, and Saint Realm.

If one can comprehend a complete path, then it means that this person already possesses the qualifications of a saint.

Simply put.

Sage Realm = Comprehend one Great Dao.

If Ye Bei remembers correctly.

When he passed away, most of his disciples were at the Tong Xuan and Shen Ting realms.

Only nine disciples reached the realm of a demigod, comprehending an incomplete path to enlightenment.

Maybe his death stimulated them.

Ye Bei closed his eyes, and finally, three breaths of qi that had broken through the Saint Realm arrived.

After scolding the system a few harsh words, he finally closed his eyes peacefully.

To cultivate to the realm of a saint, the difficulty is extraordinary and unparalleled.

Just as Ye Bei was lost in his memories, a system notification interrupted him.

Since all the apprentices have broken through to the Saint realm, the Great Dao has been established. The host's aptitude will be divinely altered in three minutes!

Yèběi's eyes flickered, his expression complex.

He finally waited for this day.

Unexpectedly, it was three hundred years later, still in the coffin.

"By the way, system, can you tell me which disciple broke through to the Saint realm today!?" Ye Bei was both curious and annoyed.

You need to know, every disciple he took on was a once-in-a-million genius with extraordinary talent on their chosen path.

If one focuses on cultivation and comprehends the Dao, within a hundred years, one will surely become a sage.

But he had been dead for a whole three hundred years.

Which stupid apprentice actually took three hundred years to break through to Saint?

Unable to tell

Ye Bei: "..."

This system still respects the privacy of apprentices!

"Then tell me, when did the second-to-last disciple to break through to the Sage Realm arrive?!" Ye Bei asked again.

This time the system is ready to answer.

【230 years ago】

Ye Bei was dumbfounded when he heard this.

Wouldn't that mean that if the last disciple had been sanctified earlier, he could have been resurrected already!?

Holy crap!!!

Who the heck are you? Get out here!

You'll regret it if you don't learn your lesson properly!

My goodness, what a terrible teacher!

Heaven-defying destiny change begins!!!

The next moment.

A thick and surging spiritual energy began to wash over Ye Bei's body.

over and over again.

A soul-searing sourness, sweeping over you.

Traitor!

After my master changed my destiny against the heavens, he immediately went out to find you and made you experience three hundred years late love!

Ye Bei snorted, closed his eyes, and entered a state of oneness with his mind.

This moment.

Surrounding the quiet of Yebei's departure is still a small scene.

And the entire Ye Huangling, which had originally been peaceful and tranquil, began to see a change in fortunes.

A vortex appeared in the sky, causing spiritual energy within a hundred miles to surge wildly.

If this place weren't so remote, it would surely be astonishing.

……

...But just then, in the underground tomb of Emperor Ye's Mausoleum...

Yet, a group of cultivators was cautiously advancing forward.