Such a temperament is unfit for great deeds.
To think the position of chief disciple nearly fell into the hands of such a person—the mere recollection sends shivers down one's spine.
Many disciples wore complex expressions.
This act of defiance against one's superiors was a stark contrast to the previous demeanor, as if it were an entirely different person. Even as the grandson of the Supreme Elder, this was utterly excessive!
On the high platform.
Nanli Qingming coldly gazed downward, his expression dark.
Without a word, he extended his palm, and in an instant, the winds and clouds shifted!
A terrifying surge of Dao power condensed into a radiant pillar, crashing down like a crushing force!
In mere moments.
Fu Haotian was slammed into the ground, reduced to an ant, the green bricks shattered and embedded three inches deep!
"Boom!"
A deafening shockwave echoed in all directions!
The once-boastful Young Master Fu now had his mouth full of dirt, his face smeared with blood!
Even under the personal suppression of the sect master, this young noble still wore a ferocious glare, his face twisted in threats and roars as he struggled violently, veins bulging!
"Nanli Qingming!"
"You! How dare you lay a hand on me! When my grandfather emerges from seclusion, none of you will escape his wrath!!!"
His howls reverberated through heaven and earth.
The surrounding disciples exchanged uneasy glances, their faces filled with dread.
Yet the Nanli Palace Master remained utterly indifferent. Far from relenting due to the threats, he pressed his palm down once more.
Half of Fu Haotian's body was buried in the earth!
The overwhelming force stifled even his screams.
Finally, silence returned...
Nanli Qingming's expression softened slightly as he turned his gaze to the maidservant.
His voice boomed like thunder, piercing the clouds!
"Report this matter to the Supreme Elder. Whatever the consequences, I, the Palace Master, shall bear them alone!"
The maidservant snapped back to reality, hastily bowing before fleeing in a fluster.
Only then did Nanli Qingming withdraw his hand, his eyes drifting almost imperceptibly toward Wei Zhenfang, a trace of apology flickering briefly across his face.
"Elder Wei, my apologies for the spectacle. Does this suffice as justice?"
Holy shit!
Even the Nanli Palace Master is deferring to my opinion?
The words left Wei Zhenfang stunned.
In the past, who would have dared imagine such a thing?
Tsk tsk, times truly have changed.
A wave of giddiness surged in Wei Zhenfang's heart...
Though inwardly flustered and elated, his face remained as steady as an old hound's.
No matter what, he was now the representative of that certain figure—he couldn’t afford to lose decorum. Thus, stroking his beard with practiced calm, Wei Zhenfang exuded the composure of a lofty expert.
"Ahem, Palace Master, you honor me too much. Simply upholding fairness is sufficient."
Hearing this, Nanli Qingming secretly exhaled in relief, while the other high-ranking elders nodded subtly in approval...
...
Atop the mountain peak, within the violet bamboo forest.
A streak of light descended outside the bamboo hut, and the maidservant materialized, bowing in panic!
"Esteemed Supreme Elder..."
"Young Master... Young Master has been personally suppressed by the Nanli Palace Master! Zhong Limeng has been named chief disciple! I beg for your judgment!"
Her voice trembled with anxiety, her face pale with terror.
The maidservant shuddered, recalling the Supreme Elder's ruthless reputation. Though only moments of silence passed, it felt like an eternity.
Her heart clenched in dread, cold sweat drenching her hair!
The Supreme Elder was famed for his merciless decisiveness, tolerating no failure. Even after relinquishing his position as Palace Master, his prestige alone struck fear throughout the Immortal Palace.
This defeat, especially with his grandson suppressed, would surely unleash a storm of fury!
As the maidservant prostrated in trepidation, a low voice finally emerged from the bamboo hut.
"By my decree, Fu Haotian is to be imprisoned in the Forbidden Dungeon!"
Thud!
The maidservant's heart lurched, her eyes widening in disbelief.
Trembling, she raised her head, stammering in confusion.
"The Forbidden Dungeon...? But...
"Young Master is your direct descendant, your own flesh and blood! Supreme Elder!"
Before she could finish, a cold voice cut her off.
"Do I need you to remind me? I am not yet senile!"
The maidservant immediately lowered her head, pressing herself to the ground in fear.
The bamboo door creaked open.
An elderly man in plain robes sat cross-legged on a cushion, his back to the door.
The old man never turned, his grave words drifting softly outward.
"Precisely because he is my grandson, this must be done."
"Zhong Limeng produced 100,000 celestial-tier demon corpses, among them many third-grade fiends. Such means are extraordinary. The hand behind her is not to be trifled with—even I dare not provoke it."
"Haotian is blinded by momentary defeat, unable to see the chasm between them. Though I am aged, my mind remains clear."
"Only by imprisoning him in the Forbidden Dungeon might there be a sliver of hope for his survival..."
Hearing this, the maidservant felt a chill crawl down her spine.
Hiss!
Even the Supreme Elder bowed in fear—Zhong Limeng's backing was terrifying to such an extent!
Not daring to dwell further, the maidservant hurriedly acknowledged the order and rushed toward the training grounds.
As the streak of light vanished beyond the sea of clouds.
The old man slowly opened his eyes at last, his murky gaze heavy with solemnity.
A sigh escaped him, laden with the weight of centuries.
Ah...
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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!
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.
