The Rich Cultivator-Chapter 342. Departure

It was called The Game of Eternity

Mortals were like ants on a sand table. Immortals looked down on them and could see their path from above. Whatever they used could block their path. The ants were tiny and were on the sand table again. From its point of view, it couldn’t see the people standing outside the sand table. Every time it encountered something that blocked its way, it could only bypass it.

It was the same with the Boundless World.

Just like that Immortals were like those mortals in their eyes. They created a world of survival and let many species compete for the Eternity at the end of the world.

The ancient beings called as Gods who once governed existence had long since vanished, yet their game continued.

The End of the North has the Eternity.

A prize that had never been claimed.

Even though the Gods themselves disappeared eons ago, their legacy remained.

Logically, the game ended.

But the prize was still out there.

And so, countless Immortal Practitioners now journeyed northward, believing that in the distant, they would find The Eternity.

But whether it truly existed...

That was a different question.

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In the Throne Room

Yuehua’s golden eyes shimmered with curiosity as she listened to the tales of the Boundless World.

She sat comfortably on Mathilda’s lap, her delicate figure almost dwarfed by the imposing presence of the woman who now ruled this land.

Mathilda, the Fiendish Queen, lounged on the royal throne, her legs crossed, one hand resting lazily on the armrest while the other trailed along Yuehua’s thighs.

Her fingers were slow, teasing, tracing patterns across Yuehua’s smooth skin—not in a predatory way, but more like an idle indulgence.

Yuehua shifted slightly but made no effort to remove herself from Mathilda’s grasp.

She was too intrigued by the stories.

"So," she mused, tilting her head, "the Immortal Practitioners believe this ’Eternity’ still exists?"

Mathilda smirked.

"They just don’t believe—they’re desperate," she corrected. "It’s been eons, yet no one has found it. But the according to those immortals they will feel something extraordinary in the north, when one reaches Immortal realm. So everyone thinks that is ’Eternity’ left by God."

Yuehua’s lips curled into a mischievous smile. "Then maybe we should hide something in this world and let whole world search for it."

Mathilda let out a low chuckle. "You’re learning, little one."

She tapped Yuehua’s nose playfully, then shifted the conversation.

"That previous emperor, Chang Shengzun, was arrogant—but he had something interesting."

Mathilda reached into her storage device and summoned a smooth, jet-black stone.

"This," she said, rolling it between her fingers, "is a Void Concealing Stone. It prevented him from being forcefully ascended."

Yuehua’s eyes gleamed. "Prevent Forcefully ascended? No wonder Nascent Soul Realm stayed in this world."

Mathilda nodded.

"Sometimes, if your power exceeds the world’s limits, the world itself will try to eject you."

She leaned in slightly, her voice lowering as if sharing a secret.

"There are ways to resist it. Like this Void Concealing Stone."

"But it’s not the only method."

She leaned back, stretching like a lazy feline.

"We use something called the Aura Suppression Array. It does the same thing—lets us hide our full power, so we don’t trigger the world’s rejection."

Yuehua narrowed her eyes.

"That means... you’re not using your full strength?"

Mathilda let out a mocking laugh.

"My dear, if I did... I’d probably shatter this country in an instant."

A slow, delighted shiver ran down Yuehua’s spine.

Though Mathilda was just bragging. Maybe Tyler and Others can do it. But she can’t. She is just in Master Level.

Mathilda continued her explanation, filling Yuehua in on the tales on upper world—how technologies are developed in North , but still backward in south.

Suddenly The castle trembled, the very stones of the ancient structure groaning under an unseen force.

It was as if a terrifying beast had awakened beneath the palace, its breath rattling the walls, its hunger threatening to devour everything.

The sky above darkened.

Then, without warning—

Rain began to pour.

Not just over the castle.

Not just over the city.

But over the entire kingdom.

It was no ordinary rain.

It carried a weight, an overwhelming presence, pressing down on every living being beneath it. The air itself seemed thicker, the world heavier, as if some ancient force had descended upon them.

Sitting on her ornate throne, Mathilda let out an exaggerated pout.

"Ahh... I don’t wanna go..." she whined, stretching lazily.

Her fingers still traced absentminded circles along Yuehua’s smooth thighs, but her eyes were focused on something far away—something only she could sense.

Yuehua, still seated in her lap, frowned.

She had no idea what was happening.

But before she could ask, before she could even process the ominous shift in the atmosphere—

A figure appeared.

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It was as if the very fabric of space had folded, bending around him as he arrived effortlessly before the throne.

A man.

No.

Something more than that.

A presence so vast, so commanding, that for a moment, Yuehua felt as if she had been cast into a frozen abyss.

Her body reacted instantly.

Before she could even think, she had already drawn her sword, the edge gleaming with a soft, silvery glow as it aimed directly at the intruder’s throat.

"Who are you?" she demanded.

Her voice was firm, unwavering.

"How dare a man infiltrate the Queen’s palace?"

She expected him to flinch.

She expected him to move.

He did neither.

Instead—

He simply looked at her.

And in that moment—

The world stopped.

Yuehua’s breath caught in her throat.

She couldn’t move.

She couldn’t even process what was happening.

She didn’t see anything, but she felt it—

As if she had been trapped inside a frozen lake, her entire body encased in an unseen ice.

Power.

Not just power—authority.

The very laws of nature obeyed him.

And she—despite her strength, despite her pride—was completely helpless.

Before she could panic, Mathilda’s voice broke through the tension.

"Stop bullying my darling..." she said, pouting playfully.

The pressure lifted.

Yuehua gasped, suddenly able to breathe again.

She hadn’t even realized how much weight had been pressing down on her until it vanished.

Tyler’s gaze remained calm, unbothered.

"Alright," he said, his tone casual, as if nothing had happened. "Stop playing. We’re leaving."

Mathilda let out a dramatic sigh.

"But how about..." she mused, tilting her head.

"We leave a little later?"

Tyler narrowed his eyes.

"Later like...?"

"Like..." Mathilda smirked.

"A hundred years later."

Boom!

Yuehua didn’t even see it.

One moment, Tyler was standing where he had been.

The next—

He was beside Mathilda.

Before she could react, before she could even process his movement—

He bonked her lightly on the head.

A simple motion.

Casual. Effortless.

But Mathilda winced, rubbing her head like a scolded child.

Yuehua’s mind reeled.

What... what just happened?

He had moved.

No.

He had teleported.

Even with her sharp eyes, her years of training, she hadn’t been able to see it.

Who was this man?

Her frozen state finally released, she turned to Mathilda, her confusion plain.

"Queen..." she hesitated. "This is...?"

Mathilda sighed dramatically.

"This is Rich Boss Tyler."

Tyler’s lips curled into a small smile as he glanced at Yuehua.

And just like that—

Yuehua felt her face burn.

She had seen handsome men before.

She had seen dangerous men before.

She had seen Rich men before.

But he—

He was combination of all.

Yuehua was still reeling from the encounter when Mathilda suddenly stood, stretching with an exaggerated yawn.

"Well," she sighed, "I know you will Rizz her. But she totally fell at first sight."

"Queen ... N- No I..." Yuehua panicked.

"It’s alright. We can leave tomorrow. But today..." Mathilda placed her hand on Tyler’s shoulder, "Why do you look so hot?"

She whispered her hot breath reached his face. She kissed him.

Tyler rolled his eyes but didn’t stop. Soon the throne room was filled with Evil Queen moans.

The Tyrant getting suppressed by a powerful Beasts. Yuehua who was watching the battle with red face was also dragged in.

But Mathilda pervertedness didn’t stop, she also called Wives, Concubines and Daughters in the palace to join.

Another Month passed.

"Here are protective charms, these are attack charms, and these are high-level arrays..." Mathilda said, her tone unusually serious. "There are ten thousand of each stored in this storage device. Use them well and live happily in this world. With these, no one can touch you."

She placed the device into Yuehua’s trembling hands, then smiled gently.

"Make sure you ascend to Boundless World," Mathilda continued. "We’ve already formed a karma bond, so there’s a 90% chance you’ll reach Boundless World when you ascend. When that time comes, make sure to contact one of these companies—" she gestured at a list of trading platforms. "They all belong to Boss White."

Yuehua’s vision blurred with tears.

The two women stood there, staring at each other in silence, their emotions too overwhelming for words. Then, finally, they parted with tears in their eyes.

Mathilda turned, her gaze sweeping over the other women in the castle.

They were all sniffing, dabbing at their eyes, as if they were reluctant to see her go.

Mathilda felt touched.

Then—

"The Demon is gone!"

A sudden, joyful shout rang out.

Mathilda froze.

Before she could react, the entire castle erupted in cheers.

"Thank you, Boss Tyler!"

"You have saved us from the Demon Queen!"

"Praise be to Tyler!"

Mathilda’s jaw dropped.

Even Yuehua, still wiping her eyes, had to turn away awkwardly.

From far away, already flying with Tyler, Mathilda huffed, "They’re going to miss me so much..."

She smiled confidently—

Then paused.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosive sounds echoed in the distance.

Mathilda frowned.

"...Fireworks?" she muttered.

She shook her head.

It must have been her imagination.

With one final glance back, she left with Tyler.