[Ding! Detected an increase in outer sect disciple Zhao Feng's favorability. Loyalty +5%]
[Ding! Outer sect disciple Zhao Feng's favorability has broken through 80%. Obtained one Sect Master Trait draw opportunity!]
Lin Yan sat up from the recliner beneath the old locust tree, stretched his back, and couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth from rising.
"It seems Zhao Feng has handled the matter well. Next, we'll see how the Earth Blade Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect respond."
He glanced at the system panel.
The sect only had three official disciples, but the traits were coming in one after another. Now, he had accumulated one Sect Master trait, two inner sect disciple traits, and two outer sect disciple traits.
"Sys, draw those two outer sect disciple traits for me first!"
[Ding! Drawing outer sect disciple traits...]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the traits: Astute Observation, Copper Skin and Iron Bones]
[Astute Observation: Vision and perception are greatly enhanced]
[Copper Skin and Iron Bones: Defense is greatly enhanced]
After reading it, Lin Yan immediately laughed.
This Astute Observation trait was practically tailor-made for Zhao Feng.
Given that guy's level of shamelessness, if he added this [Astute Observation], his future service to his "Lord" would probably be so meticulous that no one could find a single fault.
[Copper Skin and Iron Bones] wasn't bad either, directly raising defense by a large margin.
Of course, compared to Liu Ruyan's Lunar Dao Body and Ye Xiaoqin's Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, these two traits could only be considered "adequate."
"It seems there is still a massive difference between outer sect disciples and inner sect disciples."
Lin Yan casually equipped the two traits onto Zhao Feng, rubbed his hands together, and took a deep breath.
Now for the main event.
"Sys, draw the Sect Master trait for me!"
[Ding! Drawing Sect Master trait...]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the trait: Pursue Good Fortune and Avoid Disaster]
[Pursue Good Fortune and Avoid Disaster: Can divine the fortune of a disciple for free once a day, or consume sect points to divine specific matters.]
"Divination?"
Lin Yan stroked his chin.
"Law Follows the Spoken Word plus Pursue Good Fortune and Avoid Disaster... why is this path getting more and more crooked?"
"Forget it, whatever. Sys, calculate Liu Ruyan's identity and background for me."
Lin Yan was very curious about the origins of this little loli who had fallen from the sky.
[Ding! Preparing deduction for the specific matter...]
[Ding! Deducting this specific matter requires the consumption of one hundred million sect points. Proceed with the divination?]
"Stop, stop, stop, stop right now!"
A chill ran down Lin Yan's spine, and his hairs stood on end.
Holy crap!
One hundred million points?
"Just what is the background of my eldest disciple?"
Suddenly!
Lin Yan raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and said, "Calculate for me, who stole Ye Xiaoqin's spiritual body?"
[Ding! Preparing deduction for the specific matter...]
[Ding! Deducting this specific matter requires the consumption of one hundred thousand sect points. Proceed with the divination?]
One hundred thousand points?
The corners of Lin Yan's mouth curled up slightly.
"Calculate Ye Xiaoqin's background for me."
[Ding! Preparing deduction for the specific matter...]
[Ding! Deducting this specific matter requires the consumption of one thousand sect points. Proceed with the divination?]
Heh!
Lin Yan was amused!
It seemed he had found the correct way to use this divination trait.
"Little Ye."
Lin Yan shouted toward the west wing room.
"Master, your disciple is here!"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Xiaoqin trotted all the way over to Lin Yan.
After coming to a halt, he respectfully bowed.
"Master!"
"Mhm!"
Lin Yan nodded, then asked meaningfully, "Little Ye, let me ask you, what was your father's cultivation base when he was alive?"
Ye Xiaoqin was taken aback, not knowing why his master would ask this, but he still answered truthfully.
"Reporting to Master, when my father was alive... he was at the early stage of the Golden Core realm!"
"Then besides your father, does your family have any elders at the Golden Core realm or above?"
"Reporting to Master, no. Besides my father, the other elders and uncles in the family are mostly at the Foundation Establishment realm!"
"Is that so..."
A bold idea formed in Lin Yan's mind.
The sect points required for this divination might be related to the cultivation realm of the divination target!
Anything involving a Golden Core cultivator probably required a thousand points.
Then one hundred thousand points... would mean two major realms higher than the Golden Core?
Above the Nascent Soul realm?
Then one hundred million points...
"Forget it, I won't think about it!"
Lin Yan rubbed his temples. His head hurt!
"Master, are you feeling unwell?"
Ye Xiaoqin's small face was full of concern.
Lin Yan smiled. "It's nothing! By the way, how is your injury recovering?"
"Reporting to Master, your disciple's injuries have fully recovered!"
"Alright, then go to the Technique Transmission Pavilion and choose a cultivation technique."
Ye Xiaoqin's eyes suddenly lit up. He cupped his fists and bowed deeply.
"Thank you, Master!"
...
The door to the Technique Transmission Pavilion gently closed behind him.
Ye Xiaoqin stood inside the door, curiously looking around.
The room wasn't large, similar to an ordinary study, without anything flashy.
There was just an extra white platform in the middle, smooth as a mirror, with some squiggly lines carved into it.
"So this is the Technique Transmission Pavilion..."
He muttered softly.
Ye Xiaoqin took off his shoes, climbed onto the white jade platform, and sat cross-legged.
His legs weren't long enough, so crossing them took some effort. His knees stuck up high, but he still tried his best to sit perfectly upright.
The moment he sat steadily, the platform beneath his bottom suddenly lit up.
Ye Xiaoqin was startled. His body tensed up straight, and his two hands tightly gripped his knees.
Then, a voice rang out in his head.
[Ding! Technique Transmission Pavilion activated.]
[Detecting disciple Ye Xiaoqin. Matching the most suitable cultivation technique...]
Ye Xiaoqin's eyes widened.
Who was speaking?
He looked left and right, but there was no one.
The room was empty, with only him inside.
He looked down at the platform beneath his bottom, then looked up at the roof beams above.
Could it be... this platform was speaking?
Ye Xiaoqin's worldly experience couldn't compare to Liu Ruyan's. He didn't know what an artifact spirit was.
He had never seen one, nor had he ever heard of one.
There was no such thing in the City Lord's Estate, nor was there one in his father's study.
He just instinctively felt that this platform was amazing.
Everything belonging to his master was amazing.
Ye Xiaoqin swallowed hard. He didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to speak. He just sat there stiffly, waiting for that voice to continue.
[Ding! Matching complete!]
[Recommended Technique: Desolate Ancient Sacred Body Art]
[Grade: Emperor Grade]
[Cultivation Requirement: Exclusive to the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body]
[Technique Introduction: Created by the Ancient Heavenly Emperor, this technique is exclusively tailored for the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. It does not cultivate spiritual energy, does not comprehend divine abilities, and does not refine magical treasures. It solely relies on the physical body to prove the Dao, breaking all laws with vitality and blood. When cultivated to the grand completion stage, the physical body can rival an Emperor Weapon, shattering stars with a single punch and moving mountains and rivers with a single thought.]
[Accept transmission?]
Ye Xiaoqin stared at the words surfacing in his mind, his mouth hanging wide open.
What was "Emperor Grade"?
What was an "Emperor Weapon"?
And what did "relying on the physical body to prove the Dao" mean?
He couldn't understand!
But he understood the last sentence!
Shattering stars with a single punch, and moving mountains and rivers with a single thought!
Even his father... couldn't do that when he was alive!
If he could truly reach that kind of realm...
Then in the future, he would have the power to clear his parents' names and prevent them from suffering such an unjust grievance!
He had to return to Qingyun City and tell everyone that his mother was not a loose woman, nor was his father a coward who had taken his own life out of shame!
Those were nothing but malicious lies spun by wicked men!
More importantly, he had to uncover the absolute truth behind the entire ordeal!
He had only left for a brief trip to the capital—how did everything fall apart like this?
This was his sole reason for living, a mission he would risk absolutely everything to accomplish.
Ye Xiaoqin took a deep breath, his young face etched with unyielding determination.
"I accept the inheritance!"
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.
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?”
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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."
