The Immortal World spanned a vast and practically boundless territory; countless individuals could spend their entire lives wandering its expanses without ever setting foot across all its domains.
Sects and immortal factions sprouted like bamboo after a spring rain, harboring a sea of terrifyingly powerful cultivators.
Rich, dense immortal qi saturated the air, sustaining flocks of rare spiritual beasts and cloaking majestic, legendary mountain ranges in an ethereal light.
At this very moment, deep within the territory of the Ye Clan—the supreme overlord that held absolute hegemony over the entire Immortal World—a grand, floating palace hovered in the midair.
Immortal qi surged around the structure in waves, and towering, ancient beasts soared through the surrounding clouds; among them were beasts at the Immortal Realm, radiating a pressure so terrifying it defied description.
Thick mist drifted past the grand hall, weaving through scenic vistas until the entire location resembled a legendary paradise brought into reality.
At the very center of this grand architecture lay a lavishly decorated, private chamber.
Positioned in the prime nucleus of the floating hall, the room itself wordlessly proclaimed the supreme and unimaginable nobility of its master.
Resting in the center of the room was a magnificent bed carved entirely from flawless jade.
Pulsing with concentrated immortal energy, cultivating upon its surface guaranteed double the results with half the effort.
Had such an expanse of high-grade spiritual jade been brought to an auction house anywhere in the Immortal World, it would have provoked a bloodbath among powerful factions; calling it an extraordinary, once-in-an-era treasure was by no means an exaggeration.
Lying quietly upon this luxurious jade bed was a young man.
He wore robes as white as pristine snow, entirely unblemished by dust.
His countenance was handsome beyond measure, with long brows refined like willow leaves and a posture like a tall jade tree—every line of his posture radiating aloof grandeur and elegance.
Suddenly, the silent figure on the jade bed shifted slightly, slowly parting his eyelids.
A faint flicker of bewilderment glinted within his dark, deep eyes.
"Where is this...?"
Waking so abruptly, Ye Yun scanned his surroundings, quickly discovering that he was no longer in his familiar environment.
He pushed himself up into a sitting position, but before he could stabilize his posture, a massive tide of memories suddenly flooded his consciousness.
These memories did not belong to his past life; rather, they came from the original host of this body.
A agonizing, splitting pain racked his skull, but the torment subsided as quickly as it had arrived, leaving the newly absorbed memories fully integrated into Ye Yun's mind.
"This is... the Immortal World?! And I am now the Young Master of the Ye Clan, the single strongest faction in the world... Ye Yun?!"
His original name in his past life had also been Ye Yun; he had not expected to retain it after transmigrating into this world.
Furthermore, his background was terrifyingly prominent, backed by a lineage that no rival force could ever dream of matching—he was Ye Yun, the Young Master of the supreme Ye Clan.
He was effectively one of the most noble existences in the entire Immortal World, a figure no force dared to provoke lightly.
Anything in this world, no matter how rare or precious, was well within his effortless reach.
Given such a formidable background, how could he have fallen unconscious in the first place?
Browsing through the host's memories, Ye Yun discovered that the original youth possessed not only a elevated status, but also an extraordinarily terrifying talent for cultivation.
All of this stemmed from his envy-inducing physical constitution: the Supreme Immortal Body.
Holders of this physique progressed through their cultivation at a blistering, unnatural speed, leaving even the most celebrated geniuses far behind in their dust.
Such a constitution appeared only once every countless eras; the last person documented to possess it had lived over a hundred thousand years ago.
That legendary figure had eventually stepped into the Emperor Realm, becoming the undisputed strongest expert in the entire Immortal World during that epoch.
And that very Great Emperor was none other than the founding ancestor of the current Ye Clan.
When Ye Yun was born, the heavens shifted and the clouds split; he had entered the world wrapped in dense, swirling immortal qi beneath an endless golden light.
The overwhelming pressure released from his infant body had stunned even the ancient progenitors of the Ye Clan.
Subsequent tests confirmed the truth: Ye Yun had perfectly inherited the Supreme Immortal Body of their great ancestor.
The entire Ye Clan had erupted into wild celebration at the news, knowing this meant Ye Yun's future achievements would not fall short of their founder's—he was almost guaranteed to become a supreme power in the Emperor Realm.
Because of this, Ye Yun was designated as the Young Master of the Ye Clan from the instant he was born, destined to reign over the family in the future.
Carrying the Supreme Immortal Body from childhood, his cultivation speed was already unnatural, and having his foundation tempered before age seven with countess rare treasures and immortal medicines gave him an absolute advantage over all peers.
At just eighteen years old, he had already reached the Peak Stage of the Dao Comprehension Realm.
The top young talents of his generation were, at best, barely stepping into the Supernatural Powers Realm.
He had surpassed those so-called prodigies by more than a full major realm.
The Supreme Immortal Body was truly terrifying.
However, the original host had grown impatient with remaining at the Peak Stage of the Dao Comprehension Realm, desperate to force a breakthrough into the Great Power Realm.
Because his previous breakthroughs had proceeded too rapidly, his mental state lacked stability, ultimately giving rise to a heart demon.
Manifesting a heart demon during active cultivation was a horrifying ordeal for any practitioner; the slightest misstep could trigger a fatal qi deviation.
The original host had pressed onward despite knowing the heart demon was present; the resulting backlash shattered his soul completely.
Just as the host's soul dissipated, Ye Yun's soul was brought into this body with the assistance of a system, successfully fusing with the remaining soul fragments.
It was precisely this perfect fusion with the host's soul fragments that allowed Ye Yun's spirit to align seamlessly with his new vessel, leaving no flaws for the Ye Clan's powerhouses to detect.
Had he not absorbed those fragments, any top cultivator examining him would have instantly realized his soul was an outsider.
The outcome of such a discovery would have been horrific: his soul forcibly extracted and utterly extinguished.
Recalling how the system had seamlessly fused his soul with the host's fragments to eliminate this hidden crisis, Ye Yun let out a quiet sigh of relief.
'Thank goodness the system came through. Otherwise... I really would have been done for.'
Just as relief settled over him, a synthesized, mechanical voice rang out within his consciousness.
[Ding! Host, please rest assured. The Ultimate Villain System will thoroughly eliminate all hidden dangers for you.]
Hearing a voice echo inside one's head would terrify any ordinary cultivator of the Immortal World.
They would panic, wondering what kind of entity possessed the ability to speak directly within their sea of consciousness.
Yet as a transmigrator, Ye Yun accepted the system's sudden presence instantly.
Even if having a voice echo in his mind felt somewhat strange, this system was his foundational reliance for surviving and thriving in this world.
"...Wait a second! The Ultimate Villain System?!"
It was only now that Ye Yun fully processed the title the system had just uttered.
Good grief!
Just reviewing the host's memories had given him the distinct impression that his setup mirrored a classic antagonist.
Having read so many transmigration novels in his previous life, he was well aware of how these tropes functioned.
He had not expected the system itself to be an antagonist setup—was this a joke?