"Alright."
The moment the words fell, a surge of abundant spiritual energy instantly spread through every limb and bone of Ye Shu, warm as a hot spring, nearly forcing a moan of pleasure from his lips. At the same time, his aura swelled without pause.
Nascent Soul mid-stage, Nascent Soul late-stage, Nascent Soul peak, Divinity Transformation early-stage, Divinity Transformation mid-stage, Divinity Transformation late-stage, until... Void Refinement peak!
"So this is the power of Void Refinement?"
After a moment, Ye Shu looked at his hands and squeezed gently in the air.
Crack, crack, crack...
The space within a hundred zhang around him shattered like tofu, revealing dark spatial fissures.
Three months of cultivation in the back mountain had restored Danxia's soul force to its peak. Combined with their bond of shared thoughts and high spiritual compatibility, the strength unleashed through possession was unprecedented. Now, he too could freely traverse space.
Feeling this newfound power, Ye Shu waved his hand, and with a flicker of his form, he appeared mid-air in the next instant.
"Oh? Instead of fleeing, you come to me on your own?" The Void Refinement powerhouse who had been about to strike sneered as he watched Ye Shu reveal himself.
Lin Heming was one thing.
This brat from a remote backwater was nothing but an ant. Even if he used secret techniques to boost himself to Void Refinement, what good was it? In terms of techniques, battle experience, and cultivation methods, he couldn't possibly match a cultivator from the Central Continent.
Mo Yu thought the same way.
Truly worthy of the so-called Heaven's Chosen—arrogant enough to charge headfirst when his configuration obviously couldn't match his opponent's. The newbie village hadn't updated its gear; how could he take on the late game?
He clearly didn't know the meaning of the word "death"!
"If I didn't come, how could I kill the two of you?" Ye Shu said with a carefree smile, pulling out a stalk of dog-tail grass and chewing it between his lips. "State your names! Otherwise, I'd kill you without even knowing who you were."
"Arrogant!"
Hearing this, the Void Refinement powerhouse's face darkened.
"A rustic villager from some godforsaken corner, blind to the vastness of heaven and earth, and you dare spout nonsense here? Dying by my hand, Mo Yan, is your honor!"
"Mo Yan?"
Ye Shu tilted his head, looking them over.
"Then the one behind you must be the master of you lot."
"Then this makes things simple..."
He nodded, and a flash of cyan light burst forth from his hand as a host of golden-radiant star spirits stepped out from behind him, each wielding the Cyan Profound Sword, staring coldly at the two before them.
"As they say, capture the chieftain to subdue the bandits; in a group fight, strike the rear."
"This young master seems to be in quite the danger."
Seeing so many "Ye Shu"s with identical presences suddenly appear before him, even the experienced Mo Yan felt a chill creep up his scalp. He had never seen nor heard of such a divine ability in his life.
"Be careful, Young Master!"
He lunged forward, intending to shield Mo Yu behind him, but his vision blurred, and before he knew it, he found himself a hundred li away.
As Mo Yan stood there bewildered, hundreds of star spirits simultaneously appeared around him. The lead spirit smiled faintly.
"You didn't think I was just chatting with you earlier, did you? Now your young master seems to be all alone."
"You tricked me!"
Mo Yan erupted in fury and tried to tear through space to return, but the hundreds of star spirits struck in unison, interrupting his spellcasting, forcing him into a hasty defense. These hundred spirits, perfectly synchronized in formation, could easily hold him back despite their lower cultivation level.
By the mountain gate, Ye Shu smiled faintly at the bewildered Mo Yu. "Now, it's just the two of us."
Mo Yu instinctively took a step back.
W-what in the world?
What kind of ghostly army was that just now? Was this something a protagonist should be cultivating?
Why had he never even seen it before?
How much had this damn system been hiding?
"Time's almost up."
Ye Shu gave Mo Yu a devilish grin, and with a blur of motion, he threw a heavy punch.
This punch was devastating, leaving Mo Yu no time to react. It slammed directly into his face, like overturning a soy sauce shop—sweet, sour, and spicy all gushing out at once.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Blood sprayed, and Mo Yu's body flew backward, crashing into a distant mountain, carving a trench a thousand zhang long through two mountain ranges before finally coming to a halt. He lay slumped in the rubble, unconscious.
"Young Master!!!"
The Soul-Sealing Hall warriors, still locked in battle with the Cyan Profound Sect disciples, screamed in rage. If the clan head learned that their young master had been beaten like this under their watch, they would face severe punishment.
But... they could do nothing.
Each of them was pinned down by their own opponent.
"Damn it! Why won't you just die?!" one early-stage Void Refinement elder bellowed at the Medusa before him.
A mere Void Refinement demon-tribe beast should have been crushed with a flick of a finger! But she was like an undying cockroach, healing from any wound in the blink of an eye.
"Heh! This king is a Nine-You Profound Serpent, protected by the Ten Thousand Beasts Azure Lotus Flame. Do you think a scumbag like you could kill me?" Medusa sneered, striking out with another palm.
The others fared even worse.
The Void Refinement elder fighting the old man from the back mountain was covered in sword wounds, blood pouring like a broken dam.
Another Void Refinement elder was being harried by the projected shadows of the Cyan Profound Sect's past masters, his body battered without a single intact part.
Only the Tribulation Crossing-level Soul-Sealing Hall Master fared slightly better.
But even he could barely hold the line. Lin Heming's attacks grew fiercer by the moment, forcing him ever backward.
They couldn't understand it.
How could a mere wilderness region produce so many powerful figures and such potent techniques?
But the key factor was Lin Heming.
Without this supreme powerhouse present, they would have already razed the Cyan Profound Sect to the ground.
"Ugh... cough... cough..."
In the pile of rubble, Mo Yu spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't even crawl, his entire body wracked with pain. If not for a protective talisman in his bosom saving his life, he would surely be dead by now. Having been pampered and coddled his whole life, he had never endured such suffering. Tears almost welled in his eyes.
"System! I quit!"
His voice trembled with tears and fear.
"This isn't what I imagined at all. I feel like every bone in my body is broken. I don't want any of it—the luck, the heroines, none of it!"
"All I want is to go home!"
Novels were all lies. His whole body was shattered; it hurt so badly he could barely think, let alone continue fighting.
This place was no place for humans.
He wanted to go home. He wanted to go home.
"Blast it!"
"Dad, save me!"
The moment the words left his lips—
Boom!
A terrifying aura descended, shattering the Cyan Profound Sect's protective formation with a thunderous crack like glass breaking. Amid the falling, crystalline blue fragments of the formation, a phantom figure slowly descended.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
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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.
