"Gone... all gone..."
Mo Yu, with his lower body now an empty void, stared vacantly like a puppet that had lost its soul. He fixed his gaze on the flesh being dragged away by wild dogs, as if his spirit had completely abandoned him.
It was over. Everything was over.
His pride as a man. His everything.
Without this, what meaning was there even if he one day reached the pinnacle of cultivation?
Mo Yu's Dao heart had shattered.
Looking at the man in his grasp who was like a lifeless dog, Xie Gubai frowned deeply. The other's mouth was this tight—prying information out of him would be difficult. Since interrogation was futile, there was only one other option...
He flung Mo Yu aside like trash, hurling him downward. Boom, boom, boom—Mo Yu smashed through several pavilions before finally crashing into a crater a hundred zhang wide on the ground.
For someone like this, living was torture enough.
"Mo Yuan, I know you're there."
Xie Gubai shouted, his voice rolling like thunder. "Hand over the people of Green Cloud Sect now, or this old man will slaughter every last one of your Mo Clan today!"
With that, he swung his sword fiercely.
Rumble!
The sword aura tore across three hundred li, carving a bottomless chasm through the Mo estate. Countless buildings collapsed, and screams rose and fell in waves.
"I mean what I say."
Xie Gubai stood with his sword drawn, his Daoist robes rustling in the gale, his eyes cold and merciless.
Inside the secret chamber, Mo Yuan's face darkened.
If it weren't for that brat's sword wound that left him severely injured, coupled with the destruction of the Mo Clan's ten-thousand-year-old Defying Celestial Formation, how could he tolerate a mere Xie Gubai causing havoc like this?
But in his current state, he was no match for Xie Gubai.
Endure!
He had to endure!
"The people of Green Cloud Sect aren't with me," Mo Yuan gritted out. "Our clan wasn't the only one that attacked Green Cloud Sect that day."
"But you led them!" Xie Gubai said coldly. "I won't waste words with you. Hand them over now!"
"Why won't you listen to reason? The people aren't here. How can I release them?" Mo Yuan was nearly driven mad by this stubborn fool. If not for his injuries, he'd pry open the man's skull to see what was rattling inside.
"Still being stubborn!"
Xie Gubai snorted. His gaze swept over the terrified Mo Clan members trembling below, and he raised his right hand high.
In an instant, tens of thousands of people were suspended in the void at his command.
Then, he clenched his fist.
Boom!
Blood splattered everywhere.
The tens of thousands were crushed in Xie Gubai's grip without a trace, their souls not spared. Blood rained down, staining the sky crimson.
Chu Jinghong's face turned pale as he watched.
Wait... Like this, who was truly the villain—the Mo Clan or them?
"Master... aren't we being too cruel?"
He looked at the Mo family below—some were retching, others were mothers trembling with children in their arms, staring up in fear. That look made Chu Jinghong's chest tighten.
Xie Gubai cast him a glance and said flatly, "Don't you want to save your fellow disciples? Have you forgotten who reduced Green Cloud Sect to this state?"
"Of course I know!" Chu Jinghong retorted urgently, pointing at the old, weak, and young below. "But that was Mo Yu and the Soul Locking Palace's doing. These ordinary Mo Clan members had nothing to do with it. They knew nothing; they were just silently cultivating. This calamity is unjust."
"Don't you think this is too cruel for them?"
"Cruel?"
Xie Gubai looked at Chu Jinghong and spoke earnestly. "Jinghong, you're mistaken about something."
"You think this is a personal vendetta."
"But it's not. Your identity is a disciple of Green Cloud Sect. Mine is a peak master of Green Cloud Sect. Mo Yu's identity is the young master of the Mo Clan. We each represent collective positions. If one day you walk down a road, caught in danger, would a Mo Clan member extend a hand to help you? No. They'd only kick you when you're down, because you're from Green Cloud Sect, and they're from the Mo Clan. We are not just individuals—we are part of our factions."
Chu Jinghong fell silent.
A long moment passed before he spoke. "But we don't have to do this. They pose no threat to us. This is unnecessary brutality."
"Unnecessary brutality?"
Xie Gubai looked at Chu Jinghong helplessly. It had been too long since he'd been on the mountain—he hadn't taught his youngest disciple properly.
"Do you think we're playing house?" he said.
"This is a struggle."
"A struggle of life and death between Green Cloud Sect and the Mo Clan. The enmity is already set. It's like two people fighting—how do you decide which punch is necessary and which isn't?"
Xie Gubai's voice turned cold.
"Today, you show mercy and let them go. Tomorrow, they grow up. Will they resent Green Cloud Sect? Will they seek revenge for their dead kin?"
"Did you save them? Do they owe you kindness?"
"No."
"They'll only remember that it was Green Cloud Sect who killed their parents and destroyed their home."
Chu Jinghong was speechless.
"Put away your kindness. Don't let pity chain you down."
With that, Xie Gubai shook his sleeve.
"Remember this—it's not me who harmed you. It's your clan leader and your young master."
He was about to strike again when a clear, cold female voice rang through the air.
"Stop!"
A figure tore through the void, radiating brilliant golden light, her presence imposing. The newcomer was a woman in her thirties, with features somewhat resembling Mo Yu's.
"Mother?"
Mo Yu, lying in the crater, wept with joy.
It was his mother, the ruler of the Supreme Holy Land, a cultivator at the early Mahayana stage.
As soon as she appeared, Mo Yuan materialized beside her, facing off coldly against Xie Gubai.
"Xie Gubai, do you think the Mo Clan has no one left?"
"Hmph!" Xie Gubai snorted. "I'm not leaving until I see the people of Green Cloud Sect."
"Then let's settle this with force!"
The woman wasted no words, raising her palm and striking.
Xie Gubai's expression shifted. He pushed Chu Jinghong away, stepped forward, and wreathed himself in sword aura like the incarnation of the sword itself, razor-sharp.
Boom—
A blinding flash of white light erupted, and the great battle began.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
