Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

Gray mist, tinged with starlight, swirled back from the four corners.

Seven figures solidified in their respective positions, and the abyss beneath the transparent floor opened up beneath their feet, with a few golden threads occasionally flashing in the pitch-black depths.

The Milky Way's arm, resembling a spiral, stretched overhead, and starlight filtered through a thin layer of gray mist, scattering across the round table.

Dragon Clan member Chen Chen slumped at one end of the sofa, his head sinking into the velvet backrest, his eyes half-open, his fingers tapping rapidly and impatiently on the armrest.

Tian Zechen slumped on the other end of the sofa, his dark circles under his eyes resembling two bruises.

The mortal Chen Chen sat cross-legged on a futon at the edge of the abyss. Chen Chen's Yang spirit silently emanated from his physical body, and the golden ring of his Reincarnation Eye slowly rotated around the outer edge of his pupil. It first swept over Tian Ze Chen's dark circles, and then floated back above the round table without saying anything.

Hinata Chen leaned against the round table, his arms crossed, the pale golden light of his Golden Ring Tenseigan steadily swirling around the outer edge of his pupils.

Ethan sat in the chair, white wings drooping down from the sides of the chair back.

The enigmatic Chen Chen walked to the round table and sat down.

"Finally, we can leave that awful place~~~" Tian Zechen spoke first.

The mortal Chen Chen opened his eyes and glanced at him.

"It's like freeing yourself."

"They've been released. They're no longer in the Hongxing Palace. In the end, the barrier was maintained by artificial means, which was replaced by refining artifacts." Tian Zechen turned his gaze away from the dome, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"I'm living with Riko now, in a small house in the suburbs."

Chen Chen, a mortal, twitched at the corner of his mouth: "You've finally agreed to move out."

"Tianyuan dismissed them. She said that since there was an alternative, keeping them would be a waste of human resources."

"But I promised her I'd go back to maintain it every two weeks. She's quite serious about it."

Chen Chen's spirit floated above the round table, the golden ring of his Reincarnation Eye casting a faint reflection in the water-like gray mist: "Does Riko know about the array's core?"

Tian Zechen rubbed his eyes. "I haven't told her yet. If I do, she'll overthink it."

"If you don't tell her, she'll overthink it even more," Chen Chen said.

"I know, but what about the others?" Tian Zechen chose to change the subject.

Dragon Chen Chen opened his scarlet vertical pupils, which shrank into a thin vertical line in the gray mist.

"We're in Japan right now. We'll take a look around at the mixed-race people there. We'll recruit those we can, and if not, we'll refine them into dragon pills."

"The White King's Authority... corresponds to the spirit, right?" Chen Chen pondered. Perhaps after obtaining the White King's Authority this time, there might be some clues about the situation where no corpses were left on his side.

Hinata Chen turned to the mortal Chen Chen: "That deer you raised... said it licked something before."

"Azure-scaled Deer".

The mere thought of that thing gave Chen Chen a headache, and he frowned slightly as he spoke.

"It was greedy and licked the life essence in the life-giving bottle. After three sips, it awakened its bloodline. Now it seems to be a hybrid of a deer and a Jumang. These red stripes have appeared on its fur, but it hasn't awakened yet."

"We'll see in three years at the earliest. By then, I should have already reached the Nascent Soul stage. Ironically, the Thunder Bamboo also benefited from this greedy deer, as it gave me two Golden Thunder Bamboo shoots."

One of them, Chen Chen's Yang spirit, descended and stopped at the edge of the round table.

The enigmatic Chen Chen looked at him: "Where is the corpse?"

"I went to see Tu Junfang."

A moment of silence fell over the gray fog.

Hinata Chen and the mortal Chen Chen simultaneously turned their gazes over... Quanxing Tu Junfang, the Corpse Demon.

"I learned the method to summon the Three Corpses from him, but I haven't used it yet."

Chen Chen's spirit slowly circled halfway around the round table.

"Even without disposing of the body, I still don't have the confidence to handle the other two. Now is not the time. I need to observe another case first."

"Feng Baobao," Tian Zechen continued.

"Yes. I'm following Zhang Chulan now." Chen Chen's spirit floated half a circle again.

"Feng Baobao's condition is like she was born without the Three Corpses. We need to get close to see. It would be best if Zhang Chulan didn't notice, but it doesn't matter if he does... He's not at the point where I need to explain."

Hinata Chen brought the topic back on track.

He straightened up from the round table, the dragon horn pattern flashing a last wisp of pale gold in the gray mist.

"The matter in Kirigakure has been settled. Mei Terumi has been appointed as the Fifth Mizukage. The Blood Mist Village trial has ended. The Blood Mist Exams have been abolished, and the Anbu Killing Forces have been disbanded."

"Violence can end an era, but it cannot establish one, so I refrained from it."

"The other villages exist now only to serve as a driving force and a whetstone for Kirigakure's growth... What about you?"

Ethan Chen was taken aback, then slowly spoke.

"I've discovered ten stone tablets corresponding to the ten chapters of the Holy Scripture... The previous one corresponded to the chapter of the Time-Traveling Bird. Right now, I'm mainly collecting the magic from the other stone tablets... I'm quite free."

After Ethan Chen finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the gray fog.

"Never mind, that's just how he is..." Tian Zechen said.

"Once the other nine array nodes activate simultaneously, I'll be free..."

Chen Chen's spirit descended from the round table.

"I'll hold off on the Three Corpses Technique for now. It will probably take some more time to observe Feng Baobao. Once the White King's authority is firmly established—if the authority in the spiritual realm is truly as I think, the gap in the Corpseless Realm might be filled from another direction."

Tian Zechen nodded.

Chen Chen's spirit slowly sank into his physical body, and when it returned to its place, the golden ring between his eyebrows flashed briefly before disappearing.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, his breathing becoming long and even again.

Hyuga Chen straightened up from beside the round table.

Golden patterns shimmered and breathed on the deep blue dragon horns.

The enigmatic Chen Chen sat at the round table until the very end without saying much.

The gray fog converged from the edge of the transparent floor toward the center.

The Milky Way's spiral arms on the starry dome faded, and the last wisp of bluish-gray starlight on the round table went out.

The gray fog completely closed in.

……

……

The morning light seeped through the gaps in the curtains, cutting a narrow strip of pale gold across the ceiling.

Tian Zechen's head sank into the pillow, savoring the lingering soap scent on the cotton pillowcase.

Open your eyes.

The sound of a spatula hitting a wok came from the direction of the kitchen.

Tian Zechen sat up from under the covers.

The neckline of my pajamas was askew to one side. I tugged at it, but couldn't straighten it. Oh well.

We're going to Kyushu today.

This is the third time I've checked the key point of the formation once a month.

He opened the bedroom door.

At the kitchen doorway, Riko stood with her back to him in front of the stove.

She had tied her apron in a bow at the back of her waist and rolled up her sleeves to her elbows. She was pouring egg mixture into a copper pot for tamagoyaki. The egg mixture sizzled the moment it touched the hot pot, and a ring of fine bubbles immediately appeared around the edge.

"Awake?" He didn't turn around, his hands continuing to move.

"Hmm." Tian Zechen leaned against the kitchen door frame, his back against the wooden frame.

"Is the persimmon at the top of the persimmon tree ripe yet?"

"Half of it is red. It can be picked after drying in the sun for two more days."

Riko placed her chopsticks on the rim of the bowl, reached for the salt shaker, and sprinkled it into the egg mixture.

"Going out today?"

"Kyushu. I'll be back this afternoon."

Riko nodded.

The egg mixture in the copper pot began to solidify from the edges to the center. She used chopsticks to hold the edge of the egg skin, flipped her wrist, and stacked the egg skin into a layer, pushing it to the bottom of the pot.

The movements were very practiced.

"What time will you be back?"

"Around three or four in the afternoon."

Riko pushed the cooked tamagoyaki onto the cutting board, and the knife made a crisp sound as it fell.

She arranged the sliced ​​egg rolls on a plate, the golden layers clearly defined. Then she turned around, placed the plate on the table, and pushed a glass of warm water to his usual seat.

Tian Zechen sat down at the dining table.

I picked up a piece of tamagoyaki, took a bite, and found the outer layer to be firm while the inside was slightly moist.

"How long does it take for that thing you do that you have to go to every month?"

"The array's core is inspected monthly to check for wear and tear on the runes."

He placed his chopsticks on the edge of the plate. "Tianyuan said the first six months are crucial; if everything stabilizes after six months, it can be changed to once a quarter."

"Half a year." Riko blew on the steam rising from the rim of her cup.

"Then six months."

Tian Zechen put the last piece of tamagoyaki into his mouth, then changed his clothes and prepared to go out.

I walked to the entrance and bent down to put on my shoes.

Riko's voice came from the kitchen as she finished tying her shoelaces.

"Tianze".

"Um?"

"Come back soon..."

"……knew."

Open the door.

The half-red persimmon atop the persimmon tree in the yard was swaying gently in the morning breeze.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, breaking into coin-sized patches that dappled the wooden walkway and the grass.

Close your eyes and feel the power of the spell travel through your body.

A faint golden light of positive energy flashed across his knuckles, and the closed loop of Dragon Dance slowly circulated deep within his dantian, each breath subtly adjusting the flow of the incantation's power.

My physical body is constantly being strengthened by the nourishment of [Rejuvenation], and the maximum stacking limit of Dragon Dance is also increasing accordingly. I don't know how many stacks I've reached yet...

Tian Zechen felt the vast and surging magical power and positive energy within his body.

Anyway, no one should want to eat this stack of Dragon Dance that's probably impossible to count right now.

The coordinates of the Flying Thunder God technique lit up in his mind. He had marked the location of the array eye in Kyushu when he set it up.

The coordinates are clear, but the distance is very far.

One last look back at the courtyard.

Riko stood at the kitchen window, holding a freshly wrung-out dishcloth, which she spread out on the windowsill to dry.

She looked up, met his gaze across the courtyard, and then waved her hand to shoo him away.

Tian Zechen's lips twitched.

Flying Thunder God activated.

The air in the Kyushu mountains is much colder than in the suburbs of Tokyo.

The center of the formation is buried under the base of a stone lantern in an abandoned shrine, surrounded by a dense cedar forest. The canopies of the trees close up into a deep green dome, and sunlight can only filter through a few narrow beams of light from between the branches and leaves.

Tian Zechen squatted down in front of the stone lantern.

With his palm pressed against the moss on the lantern base, positive energy seeped into his palm and flowed around the runes on the surface of the array.

The runes showed no signs of wear, and the spell power fluctuations remained within the normal threshold.

He withdrew his hand, took out a palm-sized leather notebook from his pocket, turned to the page about the Nine Provinces Array Eye, and drew a checkmark in the date column with a pencil.

suddenly……

Tian Zechen frowned slightly, closed the notebook, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Stand up and turn around.

On the other side of the stone lantern, pine needles were emitting smoke in the open space.

Standing in the center of the steam was a short, sturdy humanoid curse spirit, with several thin cracks in its volcano-shaped skull, from which a magma-like red light flickered.

The single eye was staring at Tian Zechen.

A water clock.

On the left, the trunk of a cedar tree has cracked.

The cursed spirit that emerged from the rift was tall and thin, with gnarled, dark gray tree roots wrapped around its arms and spine, the ends of which were still wriggling slightly.

Its face is covered by two horizontal, antler-like branches, obscuring its eyes.

With each step, the pine needles beneath my feet sprouted wildly... tender green needles emerged from the dry, old pine needles, only to wither and turn black within moments.

Flower Royal.

On the right, a mass of dark red flesh and blood gushed out from a crack in the ground.

A deep red, octopus-shaped cursed spirit emerged from the cracks in the ground and took shape.

Tuogen.

Three.

Tian Zechen's fingers were slightly spread apart at his sides, and a pale golden light of positive energy spread from his knuckles all the way to his wrist.

They came for me.

Or rather... it's because I'm not in the Palace of Death.