Zhu Zhengwei was left speechless.

Why does everyone aspire to ascend to the heavens?

Ever since the existence of the previous Emperor Realm figures, who set a good precedent, every follower has charged forward in succession.

"Because, feeling invincible is truly lonely," this straightforward and sincere minotaur lady shamelessly proclaimed, "Give them the method to break through to the seventh tier, so that I have some opponents too."

Zhu Zhengwei fell into deep thought.

But on second thought, it seems I've only been in this world for forty years.

With this ship full of beastman women, waging war against the entire Ancestral Witch Dynasty, watching them flee while undergoing devilish training daily, occasionally helping out for a while... and then became completely invincible, it seems there's nothing much left to do...

It seems clearing this life game, breaking through this era, is quite simple.

After all, knowledge is the greatest wealth of civilization.

Even without an identity, as a reincarnated mortal with "the divine memory of a past life," equipped with a seventh-tier spiritual power golden finger, I can quickly look down upon the entire era.

In fact, standing on the shoulders of all those before me, I soon developed the most rudimentary seventh-tier breakthrough method.

"So, what should we do next?"

With the sea breeze blowing, not only was this minotaur lady thinking, but Zhu Zhengwei also began to ponder.

After all, before truly entering this world, he indeed thought:

After becoming Emperor Chu, the second-generation Great Emperor of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Countries, Emperor Zhu, should I, Zhu Zhengwei, not do something significant? Leaving a rich and colorful mark in history seems appealing...

But, upon careful consideration.

Working 996 schedules daily to achieve a lasting name in history somehow doesn't seem meaningful.

"How should I live my life?"

Zhu Zhengwei fished on the deck, blowing in the sea breeze, gazing at the blue sky.

This isn't thinking from the identity of the Creator God, but from the perspective of a mortal Zhu Zhengwei, from the standpoint of a college student, a transmigrator.

Without the guise of a god, I can certainly do as I please.

I could even be a tyrant, indulge in wine and sensual pleasures, being like King Zhou doesn't seem bad...

But no matter how much Zhu Zhengwei considered, he decided to establish a Life Ship Academy, to preach to all living beings, making the world a bit more interesting, which was also his original intention.

"Enough, enough..."

He looked up at the boundless sky.

"Then, in this life, although not becoming an emperor, let me also be a cog in the wheel of the era! As a historical cornerstone of this grand and extraordinary world, I will add my will and accumulation, paving the way for future generations!"

Zhu Zhengwei will live life as he wishes.

Since some reincarnated scientist was so reckless, leaving behind a gene multiracial era, I too will act recklessly, leaving behind a great secret realm era!

Life is rowing a boat all by wind, without oars.

Soon, news spread throughout the world:

[The ancient Chang'e ship opens the path of cultivation, unrestricted by race, all sixth-level powerhouses may board the ship to learn from the master.]

Zhu Zhengwei intends to train the strong of the world like he trained the minotaur lady, infusing them with toxic chicken soup, encouraging hard work, and ushering in a seventh-tier golden age.

Alas.

It's just for fun.

"Arm the world and disclose the method to break through to the Emperor Realm," Zhu Zhengwei said, fishing on the deck, suddenly catching a big fish, "Let the people of the world progress further."

"Yes indeed." Lin Anna said nonchalantly, thus not thinking of monopoly, "This way, I will have enemies."

"Don't worry, in the next grand era, you will encounter many strong opponents," Zhu Zhengwei smiled, "Don't think just because you were the first to break through, you won't soon be beaten into a corner!"

"I won't." She was very confident.

BOOM!

Suddenly, the world was set ablaze.

In the current world, everyone knows that in the ocean there is a terrifying ship of life with an invincible new Emperor stubbornly occupying it, leaving the Twelve Ancestral Witch Countries helpless.

And now, this unimaginably invincible Emperor Realm ruler has chosen to publicize his secret skill, allowing all living beings to also break through?

Even the Twelve Ancestral Witch Countries were astonished by this.

Without racial restrictions, does this mean even they, the Ancestral Witch line, can go there?

For a time, the world was thrown into tumult!

Countless regions, the strong discussed:

"Could it be a trick?"

"I shall go and give it a try."

"We have no grievances or enmity, why would he harm me out of the blue, I will go to apprentice!"

...

At that time, there were too many pseudo-seventh tier individuals.

The world had no future.

No matter how many geniuses or prodigies, they were all severely stuck at this realm, unable to break through, meeting the fate of dying of old age!

This was not due to their lack of world-shocking talent, but because the realm itself was an accumulation and breakthrough over generations, no one person, no matter how monstrous, could single-handedly break through an entire major realm!

Just like basic physics, it is not something one person can research out completely, needing countless era masters each to exhaust their lives exploring.

...

On a certain seashore, an old golden-haired Lion King, broad-shouldered and stout, gazed afar.

He was a Beast King.

Ruling over the entire beastman continent, but alas, the Beast Race was weak, constantly struggling.

This Lion King, upon hearing the news, couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Hahaha! My Beast Race has finally produced a peerless Emperor Realm existence, this life should be great for my Beast Race!"

"I want to go apprentice." With high spirits, he was about to step out to sea.

"Wait, first send my son, lest this is a slaughtering plot, and something unexpected happens." Soon, he sat back on the Emperor's Throne, brimming with vigor.

...

Ancestral Witch Nation.

A few Witch Emperors wielding Sun Vehicles exchanged glances, and slowly spoke,

"The world thrives, with the opening of the seventh-tier method, our race will decline, the Sun Golden Crow might be taken by other races, and saying no racial restriction means...we might send a few pseudo-seventh tiers to try and bring the seventh-tier breakthrough method back to our lands!"

They had concerns, but in such a grand era, they chose to try nonetheless.

...

On a southern island.

A tall young man with broad shoulders and back, still with a slave mark imprinted on his back, was leading a group of the Human Race to build a tribe, "The heroes who saved me back then were indeed selfless, go! go! this may be a great opportunity for our Human Race to rise!"

"Our Human Race is weak, with a sixth-level lifespan of only two hundred years, even far less than the lifespan of an ordinary member of their race..." Qin Xiao took a deep breath,

"But we have many people, those with strong aptitude, reaching sixth tier by thirty, while they only mature their Knowledge Sea at thirty, just beginning to cultivate..."

"We live short, but grow quick and age swift, sufficient to be brilliant and glorious!"

He recalled the bold beastman heroes laughing heartily on that ship, and amidst them, the Human Race ship doctor.

That was a member of their race, the Human Race!

Yet becoming the ship doctor of those unparalleled strong individuals, this gave him faith, believing the Human Race cannot be weak forever, their race must have strengths!

BOOM!

Countless people set sail.

For a time, the entire Ancestral Witch era caught up in a huge wave.

Three months later.

People saw a huge wooden ship standing in the ocean's center, boundless and majestic.

It was like a giant island.

Upon it stood countless Immortal Palace structures, with numerous little elves flying around, the large living wooden island had a plaque with two words written on it, "Chang'e Palace."

On it, there were actually peerlessly invincible Emperor Realm figures sitting cross-legged above, fishing, overlooking them, as if sacred, looking down on the ants and all living beings on the ground.

"Since you all are here, let us begin." A deep voice came from above.

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