As the breathtaking figure strode forward, Luo Buqun felt his heart tremble.
Even though he had no interest in women, he was utterly awestruck at this moment. Whether it was her innate grace or her peerless beauty, Qing Yin Xianyun made him feel utterly unworthy—so much so that he didn’t even dare to compare himself to her.
In an instant, his eyes were filled with nothing but self-conscious unease.
An overwhelming pressure bore down on him, and he nearly dropped to his knees in reverence.
Suddenly!
A somewhat familiar voice rang out, commanding and urgent.
"Now! Take us there immediately!"
Startled by the voice, Luo Buqun stiffened and instinctively looked up in its direction.
Only then did he see.
Behind the Holy Maiden, the elderly man following her was none other than Feng Tianquan?!
In that moment, an absurd thought sprouted unbidden in his mind.
Could it be…
Could it be that even the Holy Maiden and these terrifying experts were coming to lend their aid?!
Hiss—!
Elder Feng actually had this much face?!
Luo Buqun’s eyes widened in shock!
His gaze was filled with nothing but disbelief!
He had thought Feng Tianquan’s agreement to help was already an unexpected boon, but now, he had even brought reinforcements—this was beyond anything Luo Buqun had dared hope for.
At this moment, the surroundings were filled with terrifying presences.
Even!
The Holy Maiden of the Moon God Pavilion had personally arrived, seemingly ready to intervene as well!
Luo Buqun was dumbfounded.
His heart was practically leaping out of his throat!
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that Feng Tianquan could summon someone like the Holy Maiden Qing Yin Xianyun!
This was a legendary figure, someone he had never even dreamed of meeting!
Each successive surprise far exceeded his expectations, and Luo Buqun was nearly numb with excitement!
He couldn’t believe his eyes, even though he was witnessing it firsthand.
His respectful bow was shaky and unsteady.
"H-Holy Maiden… Elder Feng, this… this…"
His cowering demeanor was too much for Feng Tianquan to bear.
Mindful of the urgent matter of finding Senior Yi Feng, he didn’t want to waste time discussing it here. With a stern expression, he snapped,
"What are you stammering for?!"
"Hurry up and lead the way! Take us to him!"
The sharp rebuke made Luo Buqun flinch.
At the same time, it finally convinced him that this was real.
It was actually true…
These people, including the Holy Maiden of the Moon God Pavilion, were all here to assist?!
Holy shit!
Luo Buqun’s breathing grew rapid with excitement, an overwhelming surge of joy flooding his heart!
Gazing at the Holy Maiden and the overwhelming auras around him, and feeling the envious stares of the surrounding guests, he nearly shouted in exhilaration. The sudden rise from a nobody to someone of immense prestige sent waves of pride through his entire body.
Bowing deeply, he could barely contain his excitement.
"Y-Yes, at once!"
"Holy Maiden, Elder Feng, esteemed seniors, please follow this junior!"
Bent at the waist, he turned and eagerly led the way.
Flight was forbidden within the Moon God Pavilion, but this only served to stroke his vanity. The entire journey was accompanied by shocked and awed gazes, letting him bask in the limelight.
Only after passing through the mountain gates did the group take to the skies.
The terrifying auras of the group rippled through the air, their luminous trails like rainbows, drawing countless gasps of reverence from the ground below. Even other powerful figures watched with awe.
Leading the way, Luo Buqun stole glances downward from the corner of his eye.
After traveling just a few hundred miles, he was already feeling lightheaded with pride.
Only now did he finally understand why his late father had urged him to seek Feng Tianquan’s help in times of trouble.
So it turned out…
This seemingly unremarkable outer sect elder was actually a low-key senior with unimaginable influence!
Soon, they would return.
With an army of powerful allies—even the Holy Maiden herself!
With such a lineup, even an ordinary Heavenly Sect would be scared out of their wits!
Tsk tsk.
This "Uncle Feng" was truly something else!
Calling him "uncle" wasn’t just appropriate—it was an understatement!
Crushing a minor place like Song Manor and killing some measly Saint?
As easy as flipping a hand!
He could already imagine the aftermath. Once word spread, his prestige in the Dark Yin Sect would skyrocket. The elders would revere him, and countless disciples would flock to pay their respects!
This was going to be one hell of a show of face!
The more he thought about it, the more delighted he became. As he soared through the air, Luo Buqun couldn’t stop grinning, his mouth nearly splitting his face in half. He sped up even further!
Song Manor.
Night was about to fall, and the courtyard had been cleaned up. The faint scent of blood still lingered in the air, and the entire household was tense.
Watching Yi Feng stride across the courtyard, Song Decai anxiously urged,
"Young Master Yi!"
"The Dark Yin Sect still has powerful experts, especially their sect leader, Luo Buqun. Rumor has it his cultivation far surpasses even their elders! You must think carefully!"
Song Yuting also stepped forward, her eyes filled with worry.
"Young Master Yi, even though you’re a Saint, it’s hard to fight alone against many. If you rush to Falling Petal Valley now, the danger would be immense…"
Hearing this, Yi Feng turned with a calm smile.
Meeting the worried gazes of father and daughter, he reassured them in a steady voice.
"It’s fine."
"Their elders were only Saints. Their sect leader can’t be that much stronger. I may not be the most powerful, but I’m not afraid of a minor sect like this. I’ll definitely rid the people of this scourge—you don’t need to worry."
His composed words eased their nerves slightly.
After all, Yi Feng had already demonstrated his Saint-level strength and seemed confident about heading to Falling Petal Valley. Even if they were still uneasy, there was little they could do to help.
Exchanging a silent glance, the father and daughter could only offer their gratitude and warnings.
"Young Master Yi, please be extremely careful…"
Before they could finish—
Suddenly!
Streaks of light appeared on the horizon, their brilliance illuminating the dim evening sky, outshining even the faintly visible stars. Countless beams, like a meteor shower, streaked toward Song Manor.
An overwhelming pressure descended, blanketing the earth!
Such a terrifying phenomenon was rarely seen even by Saints. Song Decai’s face paled in shock, while the guards and servants behind him stiffened in fear.
In the blink of an eye, everyone was wide-eyed, huddling together as if facing an imminent catastrophe.
Even Yi Feng felt a sense of foreboding, his expression turning grave as he watched the dazzling lights in the sky.
Then—
A beam of light landed before them, and a fair-skinned middle-aged man stepped out.
Song Decai’s pupils shrank as he gasped in recognition.
"Luo Buqun?!"
"This… this is…?!"
Yi Feng frowned at the name.
He had heard of Luo Buqun, the leader of the Dark Yin Sect.
Now, seeing the man in person—complete with a few strands of beard—he was slightly surprised. But as more and more lights descended, their grand and imposing arrival suggested that the Dark Yin Sect’s power far exceeded his expectations.
It seemed… they really had some weight behind them.
Instantly, Yi Feng’s expression grew even more serious.
Yet neither his vigilance nor the tense expressions of the Song household earned even a glance from the newcomers.
Luo Buqun merely smirked sidelong, standing aside deferentially as if waiting.
That casual glance was filled with unmistakable disdain, as if everyone at Song Manor’s gates were mere ants—soon to be corpses, unworthy of his attention.
The contrast between his arrogant demeanor and his seemingly humble posture was stark.
As more beams of light landed, terrifying auras radiated outward. The hundred or so people at Song Manor’s entrance were frozen in shock, their breaths catching in their throats!
The power of the Great Dao swept over them like a gale, saturating the entire open space before the manor!
The crowd stood dumbstruck!
Awe filled their eyes!
Song Decai’s aged face trembled as he muttered in disbelief.
"Saints…!"
"Not just one!"
"All… all hundred of these auras are Saints!"
A few whispered words sent a pallor over every face in the crowd!
The servants and guards had already turned ashen, their legs trembling uncontrollably. No one had expected Luo Buqun to wield such overwhelming backing—summoning over a hundred Saints!
What terrifying influence was this!
The entire scene descended into panic as people instinctively scrambled back in disorder.
Noticing the chaos, Luo Buqun’s lips curled into a disdainful smirk.
Then, ripples shimmered in the air before him, and a figure clad in snow-white robes stepped forth, her aura so oppressive it sent a shudder through his heart. Yet, his eyes blazed with fervent devotion.
Bowing deeply, he mustered all his strength to shout—
“Hail the Holy Maiden!”
Behind him, the gathered powerhouses dimmed their brilliance in unison, paying homage.
“Hail the Holy Maiden!!!”
The thunderous cry left the Song family utterly dumbstruck.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
