Jia Bai asked a sharp question.
The watching cultivators' expressions were tense, and they did indeed want to know the answer to this question.
Li Yang's expression was still calm. He nodded and said,
"Perhaps I was indeed influenced by him, but I feel that I'm walking my own path, and that's enough."
Jia Bai grinned and said, "I hope so. You'd best be the first Li Yang, not the second Chen Xia."
With arms crossed, Emperor Capital muttered under his breath,
"The second Chen Xia doesn't seem bad either."
Qiu Li glanced at him and said, "Keep your inner thoughts to yourself."
"Oh," Emperor Capital nodded, but couldn't help asking again, "Don't you think it's not bad either?"
Looking at him, Qiu Li really didn't know what to say. She felt that ever since the destruction of Blue Sky Sword Sea, Emperor Capital's mind had become dimmer and dimmer.
Could his intelligence be tied to Blue Sky Sword Sea?
Qiu Li really didn't understand. She shook her head and replied,
"Even if I thought it wasn't bad, I wouldn't say it out loud."
Below them, Jia Bai's expression was gloomy, probably regretting having invited these two.
Li Yang took the chance to ask Li Yue mentally, "Did you invite him?"
Li Yue rubbed her head and replied, "I invited him, and he said he would come, but not right away."
"When is he coming then?" Li Yang asked.
"He said he would take a nap first and come after waking up," Li Yue replied. Then she grinned proudly and added,
"Of course I wasn't willing to wait. Since it was so urgent, I told him to come over and sleep."
Li Yang was slightly startled. He asked again, "Has he arrived?"
"Of course he's here!" Li Yue said proudly, pointing behind her.
In the vast and boundless starry sky, a black coffin slowly floated over and stopped above the Li family, then was still.
No one recognized this black coffin. They couldn't detect any aura from it either. They just felt the scene was a bit strange.
Jia Bai frowned and asked, "Did you invite a dead person to fight? That would be troublesome. I can't kill something that's already dead."
The blue-robed cultivator beside him examined the black coffin for a moment, then shook his head and said his first words,
"I can't make out what this thing is. Could it be some kind of magic treasure?"
"Haha, what magic treasure could it be?" Jia Bai couldn't help but laugh. "Isn't it a magic treasure for sending yourself off, to get into the coffin ahead of time after dying?"
Li Yang also looked at the motionless black coffin, unable to make out any movement. He withdrew his gaze and looked towards the Heaven Patching Realm sword cultivator and Huang Can on his side, nodding,
"I'll have to trouble you two."
"It's no trouble. I've long looked down on this Jia Bai," the old sword cultivator of the Jiao Long clan holding the Dragon Beheading Sword said. At the same time he raised his sword and asked the blue-robed cultivator,
"You are also a sword cultivator, correct?"
"Obviously," replied the blue-robed cultivator holding a sword against his chest.
A flying sword shot straight for his head, piercing the void as sword intent fluctuated.
"How frightening," the blue-robed cultivator smiled, using the hilt of the sword against his chest to block the incoming sword tip.
The Jiao Long clan sword cultivator gave a cold snort. With a wave of his hand, the thrusting flying sword abruptly turned around and fell back into his hand, sweeping out dense sword energy. Within it, blood seemed to be boiling.
On the blade was a hidden dragon form!
Jia Bai couldn't help but praise, "Using the life force of your own clan to feed the flying sword, that is quite a ruthless move. I'm afraid only you would be heartless enough to do it."
"I'm not of pure Jiao Long descent. How could that be considered ruthless?" The old man replied indifferently.
The flying sword in the blue-robed cultivator's embrace shuddered as he laughed and said, "Such a heartless person, yet it seems your ruthlessness hasn't gained you much power. Just ordinary."
As soon as his words fell, the flying sword came again, suddenly chopping down to pierce through thousands of meters of void.
The blue-robed cultivator controlled his sword to block. With a flick of his hand, his flying sword shot forth first, instantly reaching the front of the old sword cultivator. The blue-robed cultivator then instantly caught up, grabbed the sword hilt, and chopped down!
The sword contained the power of Kunlun, turning the flying sword into a thousand-zhang blade that seemed to sever the stars.
More scales appeared on the old sword cultivator as his ancient flying sword in hand trembled slightly. Using the three-chi flying sword to block the thousand-zhang blade, he gave a cold snort.
"Lacks power."
The blue-robed cultivator held his sword towards higher in the cosmos and beckoned, laughing,
"It's inconvenient to unleash sword arts down below. Why don't we go up there and differentiate our levels?"
"I have never been afraid," the old sword cultivator disdainfully roared. Holding his sword, he rose upwards.
That was where the two Heaven Patching Realm sword cultivators would clash blades.
What remained below was the confrontation between Huang Can and Jia Bai.
Emperor Capital and Qiu Li stood by, quietly watching without any intention to go up and discourage the fight.
They were the backup force Jia Bai had invited. Since they were here as reinforcements, they would have to observe first to prevent Li Yang from having other cards up his sleeve.
With a stomp of his feet, Huang Can exploded with dazzling heavenly majesty. He gave a cold snort and said, "I had felt something was off about you back in Blue Sky Sword Sea, but I didn't expect you to become so problematic after coming out!"
Jia Bai gave a cold laugh. Twirling the fan in his hand, he said, "In Blue Sky Sword Sea, I still had to pay attention to my influence and various constraints, very inconvenient indeed. Only after coming out could I return to my true nature!"
"From what I see, there's nothing worthwhile about your true nature. I shall take heaven's place and enforce justice!"
Huang Can roared violently. In a flash, his body appeared in front of Jia Bai and he smashed out a punch containing heavenly might, first shattering the void before landing on Jia Bai's opened fan.
The green mountains and rivers on the fan trembled, seemingly unable to withstand the punch's power.
Jia Bai suddenly raised his other hand and lightly flicked the fan, shouting in a low voice,
"Between mountains and rivers!"
Both his and Huang Can's figures instantly disappeared. Within the green hills and flowing water in the fan appeared two intense fighting shadows.
And so, there was no more fighting for the spectators to watch.
Everyone stared blankly for a while before sizing up the black coffin that had appeared.
No one could see through the coffin's background, and none dared make casual guesses either.
Above them, Qiu Li suddenly said to Li Yang,
"Why don't you just apologize to Jia Bai, so we don't have to make a move and damage relations."
Li Yang didn't speak, not even glancing her way.
Qiu Li persuaded again, "If you apologize, we'll give you thirty percent of what we get from Jia Bai."
"How is that acceptable? You might as well give it to me. I'll subdue her right now," Emperor Capital said impatiently.
"Fuck off, shut up. Affairs between cultivators involve more than just fighting and killing," Qiu Li scolded.
Li Yang glanced their way. After a long pause, he suddenly said,
"Three thousand years after Blue Sky Sword Sea, you were the most unfathomable."
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
