Yuan Xu accidentally became bound to a low-level martial arts world, the Ding World. Whenever that world ascended, he ascended with it. Thus, he began frequently descending into these bound low-level martial arts worlds to advance the transcendental path. In his first life, he rose from humble beginnings and steadily advanced, synthesizing martial arts knowledge, deducing techniques, establishing a realm, and creating a martial art. In his second life, he took a different approach, selecting the souls of the recently deceased and sending them to his own world. Leveraging their wisdom, he pushed the boundaries of martial arts. In his third life, martial arts reached their peak, and amidst constant war and turmoil across the world, he returned to the world, achieving unparalleled martial arts prowess and establishing dominance. He then gathered the power of all martial arts to deduce the next realm of martial arts. In his fourth life, and his fifth life, and after countless generations, he looked back to find his small, low-level martial arts world transformed into a behemoth that overwhelmed all worlds.

In 298AC, when Jon Arryn was poisoned, Matthew knew his chance had arrived. Chaos is a ladder. Robert would die, Stannis would kill Renly, and the murder of one's own family is unforgivable. Then, only the bastards remained of the Baratheon family's legitimate line. And he just happened to be one of them. The desires of a transmigrator never cease. Subsequently, he began to work even harder to amass wealth. When he obtained his first golden dragon, fortune smiled upon him, and his cheat ability was activated. At this moment, Matthew understood even more clearly that what he wanted, no one else could take from him. He not only wanted to be the King of Westeros, but also to conquer Essos and seize the Iron Bank of Braavos. "Faceless Ones? White Walkers? Dragons?" As Matthew, adorned with runes, sat on the Iron Throne, hearing his subordinates' discussions, he sneered disdainfully: "How many runic weapons can they withstand? Ten thousand..."