Two middle-aged men in white robes descended from the sky.
Their movements were swift as lightning, charging straight toward Xiong Fen and his son!
The father and son had just returned from a fruitful expedition, still shaken by the gruesome sight of the demonic corpses they had witnessed.
Suddenly!
Two figures flew toward them, their terrifying aura causing the pair’s eyes to tremble in fear!
“Heaven-rank experts!?”
As the two masters struck out with their palms, Xiong Fen’s expression changed drastically. He shielded his son and raised his own hands in defense!
But his speed was far too slow—before his arms could fully extend, two overwhelming palm forces slammed into him, the Power of the Great Dao surging violently!
After just one exchange,
Xiong Fen was sent flying back several zhang, while Xiong Zhong, caught in the aftershock, staggered with a flushed face!
The father and son exchanged hushed voice transmissions, their faces filled with horror.
“Son! Are you alright?”
“I’m fine, just shaken. But Father, what about you!?”
“I’ll manage. But these two are stronger than me, and their speed is unnatural. Even with our three great treasures, we might not stand a chance… This is bad.”
“Heaven-rank?!”
While the two whispered in distress,
the two Heaven-rank experts also paused, their eyes flickering from the strange orange garments the pair wore to each other, surprise evident in their gazes.
That strike had contained ninety percent of their power—even a typical first-grade Heaven-rank cultivator would have been severely wounded upon impact!
Yet this old man had taken two such blows head-on without visible injury.
His robes must be a Heaven-rank treasure!
At the very least…
they were of the third or fourth grade!
The two men exchanged a glance, understanding their young master’s deeper intentions, and immediately launched a full-force assault!
In an instant!
The valley was engulfed in an oppressive aura. Xiong Fen and Xiong Zhong were forced into continuous retreat, the Power of the Great Dao raging around them, triggering avalanches of ice and snow!
Even with their treasures,
the sheer difference in cultivation and techniques left the inexperienced father and son struggling to defend themselves, their movements clumsy and desperate.
Yet, despite the one-sided battle, murmurs of disbelief arose from the distance.
“Their treasures must be above the third or fourth Heaven-rank grade!”
“Indeed. To withstand attacks from higher realms repeatedly without injury…”
“Still, fighting two at once across realms is impossible. I give that man ten breaths before he’s captured!”
“Treasures belong to the virtuous. Our young master is blessed by fate to obtain such divine artifacts!”
“Congratulations, Young Master!”
The whispers soon turned to open congratulations as the entourage on the flying vessel bowed in unison.
Seated gracefully on a jade chair, the handsome young master wore an air of arrogance, unmoved as if this outcome were inevitable—until Xiong Fen and his son were dragged onto the deck. Only then did a flicker of anticipation cross his face.
Within moments,
the father and son were subdued, their treasures presented before him.
After a brief inspection, the young master’s satisfaction grew, his lips curling into a faint smile.
“Not bad.”
“To acquire such treasures makes this journey worthwhile.”
Bound by enchanted ropes, Xiong Fen seethed with fury.
But surrounded by overwhelming auras, his cultivation felt pitifully weak. Swallowing his rage, he could only glare defiantly.
“You there!”
“With so many experts at your command, you must be someone of status. Isn’t it shameful to rob the weak like this? Aren’t you afraid of ridicule?”
The moment he spoke,
the young master’s cold gaze swept over him!
Instantly, the experts beside the father and son unleashed a barrage of oppressive force, forcing them to their knees.
THUD!
The impact reverberated through the deck, sending shockwaves through the air!
Stripped of their protective energy, their knees shattered against the hard surface, veins bulging from the agony on their foreheads!
Before Xiong Zhong could even curse, someone snatched his storage ring and presented it to the young master!
With a mere tap of his finger, the young master erased the lingering spiritual imprint—a display of power that left onlookers stunned.
After a brief scan, his half-lidded eyes gleamed with cold amusement.
“Ah, even demonic corpses.”
“This saves me trouble. With these as proof, the elders will have nothing to say about the anomalies on Waterfrost Star.”
First stealing their treasures, now claiming their demonic corpses as his own merit?
The sheer audacity!
Hearing this, Xiong Fen couldn’t hold back.
“Scoundrel!”
“With your status and power, you resort to such underhanded tricks?!”
The moment he spat the words, the surrounding experts tensed, murderous intent leaking from their raised hands.
Yet the young master only chuckled, as if hearing a jest.
“Underhanded?”
“The strong rule over the weak. That is the law of this world. You wandered Waterfrost Star with these treasures—naturally, they now belong to me. This is justice.”
The strong rule over the weak…?
Xiong Fen, who had once believed in such principles, found them laughable now. His eyes burned with defiance as he threw his head back and laughed mockingly.
“Hah! ‘The strong rule’? What a joke!”
“Fine, you’re stronger than us! But in our faction, you lot are nothing but small fry—utter trash!”
His bold laughter stunned the crowd.
Xiong Zhong, jolted awake by his father’s words, sneered in agreement.
“Trash, all of you!”
“You’re barely a step above us, yet you strut around like kings? You’re frogs at the bottom of a well, blind to the vast sky beyond!”
“Steal our treasures if you want, but mark my words—you’ll regret this!”
Despite their dire situation, the father and son held their heads high, hurling insults without fear.
Their confidence seemed genuine, not an act, giving the surrounding experts pause. Some even hesitated, exchanging uncertain glances.
Noticing their doubt,
the young master’s star-like eyes flickered with hidden disdain, as if these Heaven-rank experts were nothing but useless pawns in his eyes.
Yet, the defiance of Xiong Fen and Xiong Zhong intrigued him.
Leaning forward slightly, he smirked.
“Amusing.”
“This is the first time anyone has dared call me a ‘frog at the bottom of the well.’ But if your faction is as mighty as you claim, how did weaklings like you even join?”
His laughter dripped with absolute confidence, his gaze domineering as he looked down upon them.
It was the bearing of a natural ruler, one who believed no force in the world could challenge him—no words could make him falter.
Even Xiong Fen felt a sliver of unease.
From his experience, this man’s background was terrifying—likely from a top-tier sect or even a celestial dynasty. In the past, he wouldn’t have dared meet such a figure’s eyes.
But now, Xiong Fen’s resolve was unshaken.
With a cold sneer, he spat through gritted teeth.
“You call yourself a young master? What a joke!”
“In our faction, we’re the lowest of the low! Bullying us proves nothing! If a few treasures make you abandon all dignity, you’re even more pathetic than I thought!”
His words ignited the fury of the surrounding experts, their killing intent thickening the air.
Yet the young master remained calm, his lips quirking upward.
“Interesting. You do have spine.”
Pondering Xiong Fen’s words and the father-son duo’s unyielding pride, his amusement grew, as if observing ignorant children.
Only one phrase echoed in his mind:
“A few treasures”…
He let the implication linger, his smile deepening.
It seems this father-son sect has even more treasures hidden away?
What a delightful stroke of fortune.
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.
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ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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?!
