"Next! Wu Chi!"The call echoed across the eighty-first level of the Ascension Stairway in Silvermoon City. A middle-aged man, clad in a silver crane robe and a blue scholar's scarf, announced the name. His voice was not loud, yet it carried to every corner like a surging tide, resonating clearly in everyone's ears.Below the stairway, the spectators watched with bated breath, not daring to make a sound. On the steps, those waiting in line looked up towards the front.There, a young man stepped out of the queue and approached the man.He appeared somewhat delicate-featured, with short hair, a resolute expression, and eyes as calm as still water.The middle-aged man glanced at the youth, then consulted the scroll in his hand. "Shenhe High School, Grade 12, Class 5, sixteen years old, Wu Chi. Is this correct?""Yes," Wu Chi nodded.The man stepped aside, gesturing for the youth to proceed.Behind him hovered an ancient altar. It was worn with age, seemingly dilapidated, yet it exuded an indescribable divine charm, as if immortals and deities had once attained enlightenment upon it.Wu Chi took a deep breath and stepped onto the altar.Seeing that Wu Chi was in position, the man wasted no time. He unfurled a silk scroll and began solemnly chanting the "Prayer to the Heavens."Today was Ascension Day.This man was Silvermoon City's "Guide" for the ceremony, tasked with leading the new generation of youths in the "Prayer" ritual to awaken their 【Territory Core】 and become official 【Lords】.The central square was packed with people, mostly relatives of the participants, with a few spectators come to watch the event. On such an important occasion, no one spoke, but countless gazes converged on the young man atop the altar, filled with complex emotions—anticipation, envy, concern.Listening to the Guide's chant and feeling the weight of countless stares upon him, Wu Chi's heart was a mixture of complex feelings.The day has finally come…He was a transmigrator!In this world, every soul was granted a single chance to "Ascend." This was the ritual that would determine his fate—the "Pleading for a Territory Core." Success meant receiving a "Territory Core Talisman" and officially stepping onto the path of a Lord, gaining access to his very own [Territory]!His past life was like fleeting smoke, pointless to dwell on. When he first crossed over, reborn as a newborn baby, Wu Chi's infant mind was a whirlwind of shock and joy. Shock that such a fantastical event had happened to him; joy at gaining a new life, an extra lifetime, coupled with memories of his previous world—this life promised to be extraordinary.He had fantasized countless times: if he had landed in an ancient historical period, he would plagiarize literature, develop cement, create glass, concoct gunpowder, improve crop yields, seek out high-yield potatoes and sweet potatoes… perhaps even contend for the throne and amass a harem of three thousand beauties. If he had arrived in a modern urban world, he would copy cultural works from his memory, start companies, ride every economic trend, become an ultra-rich tycoon, even casually say on television, "I'm not interested in money."…However, as he grew older and understood the true nature of this era, he abandoned all these notions.This world was the "Era of Sovereign"!Every person on Earth had the chance to become a Lord, enter the "Endless Void," establish their own territory, and gain everything they desired—power, longevity, even immortality—through developing their domain.This was an era of limitless potential, where everyone could become a god, everyone could achieve ascension!Naturally, becoming a Lord was the only path that truly mattered. Plagiarism or business pursuits paled in significance.Transmigrated into such a grand world, Wu Chi naturally aspired to become a Lord. However, performing the "Prayer to the Heavens" ritual required one's soul strength to meet a certain threshold. For ordinary people, this usually occurred between the ages of sixteen and eighteen.Thus, Wu Chi had waited patiently until a month ago, when he turned sixteen and his soul strength qualified, finally allowing him to register for this year's Ascension Day.As for the so-called "Ascension Day," the name said it all—a chance to ascend to heaven in a single step. Every year at this time, the nation held Prayer Ceremonies on the ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) Ascension Stairways in every city, allowing all eligible young people to pray for their Territory Core.This Territory Core was the foundation of a Lord, the cornerstone of territorial development!The cores obtained through prayer varied from person to person, but each invariably contained one "Territory Trait." The quality of this trait directly determined the Lord's potential ceiling.Although this era was full of infinite possibilities, and even the most common trait theoretically held a sliver of hope for ascension, among humans, those who achieved such a reversal were exceedingly rare—perhaps one in a million. Under normal circumstances, the higher the trait quality, the better.Wu Chi felt undeniably nervous. He yearned to successfully awaken his core, but also feared obtaining a trait of low quality. His heart was tangled with conflicting emotions.Different traits caused the Territory Core to manifest in different colors:A gray core indicated "Inferior" quality;A white core indicated "Common" quality;A green core indicated "Uncommon" quality;A blue core indicated "Fine" quality;A purple core indicated "Excellent" quality;A golden core symbolized "Legendary" quality!The vast majority of people received cores of "Inferior" or "Common" quality. Without extraordinary fortune or destiny, they would likely struggle their entire lives, unable to build their territory into anything significant.Of course, the Territory Core was just a starting point. How far one went depended entirely on the quality of the "Territory Talisman" they received.The quality of the Talisman determined the quality and potential of the core itself.Wu Chi knew that those who received "Inferior" or "Common" grade Talismans would, with rare exceptions, struggle to make a mark, destined to be forgotten in the vast river of history.Those with "Rare" or "Epic" grade Talismans had a real shot. With hard work, they could rise above the masses, like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.The legendary figures who possessed "Legendary" grade Talismans were the stuff of, well, legend. To achieve immortality and undying fame was no longer just a pipe dream for them.And as for the mythical "Mythic" grade Talismans? Those who possessed them were freaks of nature. If they didn't die young, their growth was limitless, their ultimate power unimaginable.Throughout history, every lord who had ever made a name for themselves possessed a Talisman of at least Epic grade or higher. The lords whose names are etched into the very fabric of this new era:There was the Sword Emperor, "Jian Wuji," a man who single-handedly pacified a cataclysmic demonic invasion. He didn't just win a battle; he forged the "Celestial Court," an empire that has stood unshaken for ten thousand years.Then came the Flame Monarch, "Yan Huang," who didn't just tame fire—he mastered the primordial Profound Fire itself. He established the "Flaming Sun Celestial Domain," and his power was so immense it was said to make the very heavens tremble.We remember the Mystic Bodhisattva, "Dan Tai Xuan," whose compassion was as vast as her power. She achieved Buddhahood and founded the "Mystic Buddha Land," a sanctuary that has offered salvation to countless souls.From the West arose a god known as "Jehova," who sculpted the paradise of Eden and from it, established "Paradise," gathering believers to his side with the promise of eternal life.The Goddess "Artemis" chose a different path, ascending the legendary Mount Olympus to found the "Divine Hunt." She became the undisputed ruler of the wild, a queen whose arrows could pierce fate itself.And one cannot speak of power without mentioning the enigmatic Dark Queen, "Karena." She was a force of terrifying ambition who pierced the veil of the void itself to erect the "Dark Spire," a fortress from which she is whispered to hunt other deities.In this world of lords and territories, these were not just stories. They were history. And Wu Chi was now a part of it.

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