Chen Xia did not like being controlled.
Especially here in the dead Star River, he wanted to go wherever he pleased. This was ownerless territory, so who had the right to order him to stop?
Moreover, the gentleman in white, ranked 2996 on the Human Ranking, had a really bad attitude. He forcibly stopped Chen Xia and even reported his name?
Who the hell are you? Let me report your name!
Chen Xia was already somewhat affected by his inner demons, so the words "you bastard" slipped out.
Ma Xiaohong sat to the side with a shocked expression. She wondered if all cultivators greeted each other so directly, or if it was only Chen Xia who was so direct.
The gentleman in white was naturally unable to tolerate this. His eyebrows furrowed as he waved his hand and let out a sword cry. A sharp flying sword broke through the air, extending like a thin wire as it pierced straight into Chen Xia’s chest.
A cold look flashed in the gentleman in white’s eyes. He was a cultivator on the Human Ranking, a prodigy at the eighth layer of the Heaven Mending Realm. He would not tolerate others ridiculing him.
He did not know where these two people came from, but he had checked them out earlier. He found that the girl had just reached the third layer of the Great Death Realm, while the man was unclear, but his spiritual power was not high - he estimated only at the initial stage of the Heaven Mending Realm.
For such a lowly cultivator to dare speak to him in this manner, the gentleman in white was truly angry. He immediately decided to teach Chen Xia a lesson and at least severely injure him if not kill him.
The flying sword seemed to pierce Chen Xia’s body without any reaction.
The gentleman in white let out a cold snort and frowned as he spoke.
"You can eat carelessly, but you can't speak carelessly. Remember this lesson well, if you can make it out of the Great Death Realm alive."
He spoke solemnly, lecturing on the philosophies of life.
Yet a calm voice replied with a laugh, "I want to eat carelessly, and I want to speak even more carelessly."
The gentleman in white's eyes widened in shock. Frowning, he looked up to see Chen Xia smiling lightly back at him. One of Chen Xia’s hands was flat out, as though pinching something.
Squinting, he finally saw what was being pinched.
It was his sword!
Chen Xia reversed his grip on the sword, casually flicking it towards the gentleman in white's body. He softly spat out,
"Go."
In an instant, the flying sword spun around, bringing with it vast spiritual energy in this windless Star River. It sliced through the void, transforming into a pitch black wire that whistled past the gentleman in white's ear before embedding itself in the lifeless stars in the distance.
After three breaths, the lifeless star it had pierced exploded into smithereens.
The gentleman in white's clothes billowed violently as cold sweat rolled down his face. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"Two choices," Chen Xia said with a smile.
"One, take a sword from me. Two, lead me to find Xu Zhen of the Immortal Realm."
The gentleman in white froze for a moment before quickly bending down in greeting, smiling enthusiastically.
"After you, sir!"
And so, he became their guide.
Chen Xia still stood atop the small star, letting the gentleman in white take the lead. He asked, "How long will it take?"
"Around half a month," the gentleman in white fawningly replied.
Chen Xia was surprised and turned to look at him. "How far away are you people from the Immortal Realm cultivators that it takes half a month to get there?"
"It's quite far. After all, I'm only a cultivator on the Human Ranking. At least an Earth Ranking cultivator is needed to access the central regions."
As the gentleman in white said this, his gaze kept darting towards Chen Xia, filled with curiosity. He really wanted to know what ranking list Chen Xia was on and his position.
However, seeing that this powerful man did not even bat an eye at the mention of Earth Ranking cultivators, and directly spoke of wanting to find Xu Zhen of the Immortal Realm, his identity was surely not lower than an Earth Ranking cultivator.
Could it be... was there a possibility... that he was a Heaven Ranking cultivator?
"Ah!" The gentleman in white couldn't help but cry out softly, hurriedly suppressing this thought. He felt that it shouldn't be a Heaven Ranking cultivator, at most an Earth Ranking one.
But...
His brows furrowed in struggle.
Soon, his head was slapped by Chen Xia. "Stop mumbling. Lead the way quickly."
"Yes, yes." The gentleman in white hurriedly nodded and began leading the way. Along the journey, his gaze kept darting at Chen Xia, filled with inexplicable reverence and admiration.
This made Chen Xia frown repeatedly. He said, "Don't get any funny ideas about me. I don't do that kind of thing."
"No, no, definitely not." The gentleman in white hurriedly shook his head. After some hesitation, he finally asked, "I'm just curious to know what ranking list you are on and your position there. I really can't help asking."
Chen Xia shook his head. "I don't know either."
He really didn't know because rumors of him being the co-master of the Lightning Sword had not reached the secluded Chen Xia.
Xuan Li had also not told Chen Xia about such news, so Chen Xia truly did not know that the various major sects' record keepers had placed him on the Heaven Ranking.
"Then..." The gentleman in white hesitated before looking at the delicate Ma Xiaohong by Chen Xia's side. He continued asking, "What about her?"
Ma Xiaohong half hid behind Chen Xia, peeking over but not daring to meet the gentleman in white's gaze, also unsure of how to reply.
She had grown used to being so timid, only opening up when alone with Chen Xia.
Chen Xia also looked at Ma Xiaohong, hesitatingly replying, "If she could be ranked, it would probably be at the bottom of the Livestock Ranking."
This was indeed an honest evaluation based on Ma Xiaohong's combat strength.
The key point was that Ma Xiaohong, hiding behind, also nodded in agreement. Her expression showed no dissatisfaction at all, as though she felt the evaluation of being at the bottom of the Livestock Ranking suited her status.
This left the gentleman in white completely confused. He scratched his head, his gaze shifting between Chen Xia and Ma Xiaohong as he suddenly had a realization. He asked Chen Xia again,
"If you could be ranked, where do you think you would place?"
His expression was full of anticipation, hoping to hear the words he wished for.
Chen Xia contemplated briefly before calmly replying,
"Considering only one-on-one combat, it would probably be the Heaven Ranking..."
The gentleman in white's eyes instantly widened in pleasant surprise. He had actually met a top prodigy of the Heaven Ranking!
"First place," Chen Xia added.
The pleasant surprise on the gentleman in white's face instantly disappeared.
First place on the Heaven Ranking?
Blowing smoke up my ass, huh?
He rolled his eyes, feeling that Chen Xia must have been speaking nonsense. It was still debatable whether he was truly a Heaven Ranking cultivator or just boasting.
The youthful gentleman in white had yet to realize that Chen Xia was speaking pure truth.
Because considering only one-on-one combat, Chen Xia had his greatest trump card.
The past and future skill.
This was a divine skill for one-on-one combat. Although it had many restrictions, it was enough to deal with these peak Heaven Mending Realm prodigies.
The gentleman in white did not believe him but also did not dare to slight Chen Xia. He continued leading the way. After traveling for a few days, he stopped and spoke solemnly, "The territories occupied by Earth Ranking cultivators are up ahead. If we rashly enter, it may lead to conflict. We'll have to slow our pace and communicate well with the Earth Ranking cultivators."
"No need." Chen Xia shook his head. The bronze sword already hovered behind him, commanding the nine most powerful dao swords in his sea of knowledge to form a sharp sword formation. He calmly added,
"Swords, clear the way."
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.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
