"Is that master about to be born?"
A faint whisper rippled across heaven and earth.
For a moment, everything was calm — too calm.
Then, that same voice spoke again, quiet yet commanding.
"In that case... let me welcome you in the grandest way possible."
The words fell, and the world trembled.
Mountains roared. Seas churned. Birds scattered from forests as beasts thundered through the valleys.
The long-slumbering Linlang Immortal Domain awakened in an instant, stirring countless souls.
Some looked on in awe. Others in fear. A few trembled with excitement.
The heavens themselves seemed to shiver beneath a divine omen.
The Immortal Domain held thousands of Great Worlds and countless Small Worlds.
Within the Li family of the Qingyun Great World, a great hall stood sealed, surrounded by dense ranks of figures.
Most were old men — ancient, weathered, but terrifying in presence.
An ordinary mortal would have perished instantly under the sheer weight of their aura.
They were the elders and ancestors of the Li family.
All eyes were fixed on the closed hall, tension crackling in the air.
Some paced in silence, unable to hide their anticipation.
"Daoyuan, stop pacing. You're making me dizzy," said the oldest among them with a weary smile.
Inside the hall, a beautiful woman lay on the bed. Maids and female elders moved anxiously around her.
Sweat glistened on her brow — she was at her most critical moment.
Then came the cry of a newborn.
Su Yan, wife of Li Xinghe, the current head of the Li family, broke into a radiant smile.
The Li family — an ancient, exalted bloodline whose name echoed through the ages — had seen the birth of dozens of Great Emperors.
And now, the heavens themselves rejoiced at this child's arrival.
The moment the baby was born, the Qingyun Great World trembled.
Above it, in the skies of the Linlang Immortal Domain, the phantom of a divine phoenix soared through clouds of gold and flame.
Auspicious lights shimmered across the horizon.
Strange visions filled the heavens — omens so grand they stunned every living being.
"What's happening? What kind of omen is this?"
"I've never seen anything like it!"
"This scale... it hasn't appeared in hundreds of thousands of years!"
Even the most hardened cultivators watched with awe.
Within the Li family, the elders stormed into the hall the moment the crying stopped.
They crowded around the cradle, gazing at the newborn.
The baby was plump and round-faced, eyes bright and curious, blinking up at the ring of ancient faces above him.
"Is this... the Real King Physique?"
One elder inhaled sharply, wondering if his old eyes deceived him.
"Yes... the Real King Physique." Another elder sighed bitterly. "Heaven does have a cruel sense of humour."
Among the three thousand known physiques, the Real King Body was solidly above average — but far from supreme.
With the Li family's resources, such a body could still reach the Saint King Realm… but that would likely be its limit.
It meant that the son of the head of the Li family — heir to countless Great Emperors — was, at best, ordinary.
Hardly worthy of the title Divine Child.
But what confused them most was the heavenly vision outside.
Could a Real King Body truly cause such a phenomenon? Impossible.
Not even the top ten physiques in history had triggered something so vast.
If not him... then who?
The hall filled with doubt. The heavens roared on.
Inside the cradle, Li Qingchen blinked up at the ceiling.
So... I transmigrated?
And this body… actually feels strong? No way, it's this weak?
In his past life, he had loved reading fantasy novels — always dreaming of being reborn as a protagonist.
But now that dream had betrayed him.
He wasn't a poor orphan blessed by fate — he was the pampered son of a powerful clan.
This is villain material, he thought wryly. The guy who dies early to make the hero look cool.
Just then, something tickled his nose. He sneezed.
System Prompt:Congratulations! You have unlocked the Transcendent-Level Mysophobia System.
System Prompt:You cleaned a speck of dust from your body and have obtained the Supreme Chaos Physique.
Boom.
Power surged through him.
Golden lines flared across his skin.
A chaotic, ancient energy erupted outward, filling the entire Li estate.
"What's happening?!" cried one elder.
Even Li Qingchen froze.
Wait... a sneeze just made me a god-tier physique?
The elders watched, dumbstruck, as Li Qingchen's aura transformed before their eyes.
Outside, the very heavens responded — wind and thunder howled, the nine skies trembled.
Nine divine maidens appeared above the clouds, smiling down upon the Qingyun Great World.
Blades of light twisted through the firmament.
Two vast figures — one black, one white — loomed above the heavens like gods in shadow.
"That presence... it's him! The great one has returned!" whispered the unseen voice, trembling in reverence.
The phenomenon spread through the entire Immortal Domain.
"What's going on?"
"Who are those phantoms?!"
"Could this be tied to the Li family?"
All eyes turned toward Qingyun.
Even the most ancient cultivators were shaken.
Never in history had such an omen appeared — not even among those destined for sainthood.
Back in the Li family hall, silence reigned.
Moments ago, this child's physique had been mediocre.
Now, the energy he radiated was beyond comprehension.
"Is this... the Supreme Chaos Physique?"
An elder's hands trembled as he pulled at his beard in disbelief.
"I... I think so?" another muttered weakly.
Li Daoyuan, the elder who had been pacing earlier, burst into laughter.
"My grandson has the potential to become a Great Emperor!"
He swept the baby into his arms and spun him in circles, tears in his eyes.
The other elders scrambled after him in panic.
"Careful, you'll drop him!"
"Put him down, you fool!"
The hall descended into chaos once more.
Li Qingchen, dizzy from being whirled around, sighed inwardly.
Grandpa... I get you're happy, but I'd like to keep my neck intact.
Just then, the Fifth Patriarch strode in, face dark.
He bonked Li Daoyuan on the head. "Idiot! You'll drop the family's future!"
Li Qingchen could only stare. ...So this is my family. Great.
As calm slowly returned, the elders began to chatter again.
"Even the Sacred Lands have named their Divine Children. I used to envy their monstrous talents," one said with a grin.
"Now, it's their turn to envy us," another boasted.
"Tiandao Sacred Land dared to provoke our Li family once. If not for diplomacy, I would've crushed them myself."
"Right, the boy still needs a name," someone said suddenly.
"Let's call him Li Wudi — 'Invincible Li'! Sounds powerful!"
"Too brash. How about Li Yuanba?"
"Ugh, terrible name."
"Enough!" barked the Fifth Patriarch. "He'll be called Li Qingchen — clear and transcendent."
Su Yan, still resting on the bed, nodded softly in agreement.
The others followed with smiles and murmurs of approval.
In the cradle, Li Qingchen chuckled inwardly.
Ha... just as expected. Every transmigrator ends up keeping their old name.
"It takes only one absurd act to reveal how fragile the divine truly is."