Tree of Aeons - More refugees and a baby

Jin Rou, the youngest Celestial King, was being restricted to go outside by his father for some reasons. Thus, Jin Rou was fed up.

And so, he made his ‘Grand Plan’ of running away.

Jeff, who died while doing his usual daily routine, found himself transmigrated into another world one that was twice the size of Earth.At first, he thought life would be the same. Peaceful. Boring, even. Just another world with different skies and landscapes.But he was wrong. On one fateful night, while he lay in his small room, a sudden ding echoed through the air.It was sharp, clear, and unnatural like something out of a sci-fi film. And then… something appeared before his eyes.[Luck Spin System has finally bind][Congratulation you have gotten a skill: Godly Programming]With this luck finally his dream can finally come true which is making games, seeing that their was no minecraft in this world he decided to recreate it.Then his journey began starting as a programmer, he quickly rose to dominate the digital field, racing field, swimming field, shooting field, combat field, robotics field, hacking field, academic field, business field, gaming field, drone piloting field, artificial intelligence field, engineering field, virtual reality field, and even the military simulation fieldWhat would Jeff do with all these, skill and titles read to find out of course....Thank you for reading, and I hope you’ll continue to support me on my journey as an author.******************************************** DISCLAIMER ********************************************This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, applications, songs, technologies, locations, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously for storytelling purposes.Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real companies, brands, applications (such as ChatGPT, Minecraft, or other well-known services), or any other entities is purely coincidental. All real-world references are included as part of the fictional setting and do not imply any endorsement, association, or ownership by the original creators.The author has no intention to defame, discredit, or infringe upon the rights of any individual, brand, organization, or intellectual property. This story is created solely for entertainment and creative expression, and should not be taken as factual or representative of real-life entities or events.Readers are advised to treat all references in this work as fictional, regardless of name similarities or thematic inspiration.

Zhang Beixuan, who transmigrated into a parallel world, became a Daoist Purple Robed Celestial Master.Before the old Celestial Master passed away, he arranged a marriage for him, instructing him to share his bridal chamber with a thousand-year-old fox spirit.As Zhang Beixuan was utterly confused about the meaning of this, the next day, he received the fox spirit’s dowry and marriage contract.Ding! The Daoist Prosperity System has been activated. Since the host has bound to it for the first time, it offers a divine-level choice once!Option One: Refuse the thousand-year fox spirit face-to-face and self-castrate, making it clear that he will never agree to the bridal chamber. Reward: [Fiercest Celestial Master Plaque] [Thousand-Year Fox Spirit Essence]Option Two: Escape now, never to return to the mountains, with the reward of [Top-Quality Youthful Essence, Maintaining Vitality and Power, Cultivation Speed of a Thousand Miles in a Day] .Option Three: Who cares about fox spirits, snake spirits, or female ghosts? If I don’t enter hell, who will? Reward: [Savior of All Beings Title] [Hundred-Year Cultivation] [Golden Light Spell Max Level] [Celestial Master Daoist Robe]Zhang Beixuan looked at the options and silently picked up the dowry on the ground.“Let it be a fox spirit, at least she’s a female.”

Until he became the lowest-ranked master, his lonely and luckless life never changed.

Suddenly one day, a descendant injected him with a nanomachine, and the machine started ‘speaking’ to him.

“What? What are you talking about?”

This was beyond the boy’s knowledge, he turned pale.

The Nanomachine linked to his cerebrum realized the User was not understanding a single word it said.

“Who are you, and why are you doing this to me?”

“Nano Mashin?”

The boy’s face hardened.

Mashin was the deity the Mashin Religion worshipped, along with the Sacred Fire.

The religions’ Master communicated with Mashin.

“Um, are you really Mashin?”

The boy knelt down and asked with a trembling voice. At this, the Nanomachine attached to his cerebrum realized it had been misunderstood.