It wasn't even the fishing season yet, yet this old man actually managed to hook a Dao-Transforming Sturgeon?
What sheer dumb luck!
Lu Renkuang froze in disbelief, his teeth clenched, the envy in his eyes burning brighter. When he spotted Song Yutai among the crowd, his fury erupted like a volcano!
Xu Baichuan, however, remained composed, merely lowering his gaze with a faint smile.
"Heh..."
"Patriarch Lu, we've been on good terms for years. Why must you greet me with such hostility?"
The verbal clash between the two sect leaders filled the lakeside with an oppressive tension!
The crowd watched in dead silence, not daring to breathe!
Feeling the weight of familiar gazes upon him and seeing Xu Baichuan's confident retort, Lu Renkuang narrowed his cold eyes, his attention locked onto the Dao-Transforming Sturgeon in Xu Baichuan's hand.
"Xu Baichuan, you and Luo Pengfei rely on nothing but a bit of fishing skill to deceive so many, don't you?"
"I couldn't care less about others, but you poached my disciples from the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect—even our secret blade techniques were stolen! I will not let this go!"
"Hand over Song Yutai and the others today, or my wrath will not be quelled!"
The amusement in Xu Baichuan's eyes deepened.
"Brother Lu, you misunderstand."
"Men seek higher ground, water flows to lower places. If your elders chose to join another sect, that's only natural. How can you blame us for that?"
As his laughter echoed, more and more figures stepped forward to stand behind the two patriarchs—many of them former elders of the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect, their expressions unafraid.
Faced with their cold stares, Lu Renkuang's rage boiled over.
"Fine, fine!"
"You ungrateful traitors, already trying to assert dominance for your new master? If I don't act today, the world will forget the might of the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect!"
"Since you insist on shielding these turncoats, and it's been over a century since we last sparred, let's settle this here and now!"
Even standing alone, Lu Renkuang's confidence never wavered.
This was the pride of the man once ranked second on the island!
A single word from him could shake the very foundations of Sunlight Island!
But today...
The crowd barely reacted.
The two patriarchs exchanged mocking glances, as if his challenge were nothing but a joke.
After consuming Dao-Transforming Sturgeon for several days, their cultivation had soared. They had even grasped other Dao powers, reaching the mid-stage of Heaven Tier Rank 4—their combat prowess far surpassing peers of the same level.
Defeating Lu Renkuang would be child's play.
This arrogant fool, still clinging to his outdated reputation as the island's second strongest, had no idea how far behind he’d fallen.
Truly ignorant of the vastness of heaven and earth.
Noticing Elder Liu observing from afar, Xu Baichuan chuckled and tactfully declined.
"Brother Lu."
"Fighting by the lake is forbidden—this has been the rule for generations. Don't make things difficult for us."
His words were reasonable and respectful to the island master, but to Lu Renkuang, they dripped with sarcasm.
His fury erupted like a storm!
"Hmph!"
"This is merely a spar—who said anything about killing?!"
"If anyone dares spread nonsense, I won’t show mercy! Stop making excuses! Today, we settle old and new grudges—let’s see who’s truly stronger!"
Ignoring the crowd and dismissing the rules, he acted as if no one but the island master deserved his respect.
Lu Renkuang stood with his hands behind his back, challenging them with utter disdain!
Witnessing such overbearing arrogance, the former Sixth Elder, Zhao Fuquan, stepped forward with a fist salute.
"Patriarch."
"Lu Renkuang looks down on everyone and ruins the joy of fishing. Allow me to teach him a lesson—and repay past humiliations!"
Before Luo Pengfei could respond, Lu Renkuang burst into mocking laughter.
"You? Daring to spout such nonsense?"
"Hahaha!"
Seeing his contemptuous sneer, the very image of an overconfident fool destined for defeat, Luo Pengfei simply nodded indifferently.
"Mm."
"Make it quick. Brother Xu and I still have fishing to do."
Zhao Fuquan stepped forward, battle intent blazing.
"Patriarch Lu, have at you!"
Seeing his former subordinate actually sent to fight him, Lu Renkuang’s disdain deepened.
"You have no idea how high the heavens are!"
"Used as a sacrificial lamb and still oblivious—let me show you the difference between heaven and earth!"
"If I don’t defeat you in three moves, I vow never to set foot on Sunlight Island again!"
His voice boomed as he stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of invincibility!
Yet something was off...
His once-overwhelming aura, which had once crushed the entire island, now barely elicited a reaction. The crowd showed little fear, as if they hardly felt his pressure.
A strange premonition flickered in his heart—
Then his eyes widened in shock!
Zhao Fuquan, his former subordinate, erupted with terrifying Dao power! Multicolored energy swirled around him, giving him an aura reminiscent of the legendary Nine Dao Venerables!
Impossible!
How could this mediocre underling have comprehended multiple Dao powers?!
Lu Renkuang’s heart clenched. He unleashed his divine sense to assess the situation—
And what he saw made his pupils tremble!
"Heaven Tier Rank 4!"
"How did your cultivation soar to this level?!"
Zhao Fuquan didn’t answer. He simply drew his blade with a cold smirk!
A terrifying fusion of Dao powers intertwined along the blade’s edge, radiating a chilling light. With a single swing, the energy surged forth like a tidal wave!
Faced with the overwhelming slash, Lu Renkuang paled!
He hastily brought his right hand forward, channeling his full power to block!
Palm force clashed with blade light—
BOOM!
In just one exchange, Lu Renkuang was sent flying like a leaf in a storm, his robes torn and hair disheveled! Though he barely managed to stay on his feet, his face was drained of color.
Within moments, he collapsed to one knee, glaring up in shock and fury!
"How did your cultivation reach this level?!"
A single move.
The man once ranked second on the island now knelt in tattered robes, his spirit shattered!
The more arrogant he had been before, the more pitiable he appeared now. The onlookers could only sigh in mixed emotions.
Lu Renkuang himself couldn’t believe it.
Falling from the heavens into the abyss, he kept snarling in denial.
"Impossible!"
"This can’t be real!"
Zhao Fuquan shook his head in exasperation.
"Patriarch Lu, times have changed."
"Do you think we abandoned the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect for no reason?"
"If you hadn’t repeatedly ignored our advice and missed great opportunities, we would never have defected!"
Great opportunities?
Hearing this, Lu Renkuang’s eyes widened.
"What opportunities could you possibly have?!"
"Catching one Dao-Transforming Sturgeon is just luck! That old fox Xu Baichuan would never share such treasures!"
Xu Baichuan remained smiling, casually waving the small fish in his hand.
"Brother Lu, you’re sorely mistaken."
"What I hold is but a drop in the ocean. Everyone’s fortune comes from the grace of ‘That Gentleman.’ To be frank, he’s already caught nearly a hundred Dao-Transforming Sturgeons—all resting in his manor."
Lu Renkuang’s mind blanked, his pupils trembling violently!
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
