Damn...
The two sea clan overlords were utterly stunned!
They had thought the North Sea Emperor's impulsive outburst would expose their identities, leading to their downfall. Yet, against all odds, his wild maneuver actually turned the tide?
You’ve got to admit—
The North Sea Emperor is ruthless.
No surprise, given he’s a legendary figure among their ranks, a true sea clan patriarch.
If it were some ordinary sea clan junior in his place, death would’ve been inevitable. But he? With just a few well-chosen words, he not only stabilized the situation but also cleverly whitewashed his own notorious reputation, avoiding Yi Feng’s scrutiny.
That kind of cunning is one in a million!
Even that troublemaker Ao Budong couldn’t hold a candle to him!
Imagine—standing before dozens of human cultivators, cursing yourself out, not just sacrificing dignity but delivering a performance worthy of an award!
After this masterstroke,
The crowd was left utterly bewildered, exchanging glances in silence. Even Shi Tianchuan stood frozen, his expression one of existential doubt.
Seeing this, the two overlords exchanged covert voice transmissions.
"Tsk tsk, as expected of the North Sea Emperor. Even I wouldn’t dare go that far!"
"Indeed, Brother Chang Kun is truly exceptional."
Their tension eased, replaced by a growing confidence that their grand scheme was unfolding perfectly.
While the hall remained in stunned silence,
Yi Feng, however, seemed disappointed.
"So the North Sea Emperor is all bark and no bite?"
"Guess the Heavenly Dragon Merfolk don’t have any powerful allies after all."
Before others could react,
The North Sea Emperor clasped his fists in eager agreement.
"Exactly! Exactly right!"
"That North Sea Emperor is a complete joke—nothing to worry about!"
His words spread like wildfire.
The crowd snapped out of their daze, eyes gleaming with renewed confidence and laughter.
"Ha! I knew the island master was exaggerating!"
"If the North Sea Emperor’s a fraud, we only need to deal with the Heavenly Dragon Merfolk. With Yi Feng and the three elders, we’ve got a real shot!"
"Right! This fight isn’t over yet!"
"Those fishmen have no backup, but we’ve got top-tier experts on our side. What’s there to fear?"
The more they talked, the bolder they became, cracking their knuckles in anticipation.
With the North Sea Emperor egging them on,
The earlier terror had mostly dissipated. The Black Island cultivators regained their swagger, their arrogance swelling as if victory was already in their grasp.
Once the spotlight shifted away,
The North Sea Emperor quietly retreated to his seat, exhaling in relief.
The Sturgeon Dragon Emperor couldn’t resist another voice transmission.
"Brother Chang, impressive."
"I never thought you’d stoop so low—even cursing yourself out. I’m in awe!"
Though meant as praise,
The whole thing was rather shameless, and the North Sea Emperor couldn’t help but detect a hint of mockery.
Unable to argue now, he replied coldly.
"Hmph."
"Sturgeon Dragon Emperor, I did this for the greater good. Easy for you to judge from the sidelines."
Realizing his blunder, the Sturgeon Dragon Emperor chuckled apologetically and dropped the subject.
Truth be told...
If it were him—a sovereign emperor—could he ever demean himself like that?
Absolutely not.
The three overlords sat calmly at the forefront,
Listening to the excited chatter, occasionally chiming in to stoke the flames, directing all hatred toward Ao Budong.
It seemed the situation was progressing exactly as planned.
Yet, amid the rising battle fervor,
Yi Feng remained unenthused.
He’d been thrilled at the prospect of facing the legendary, terrifying North Sea Emperor,
Thinking he’d finally found his ticket to death.
But no—
Before he could even celebrate, he learned the guy was a total coward?
What a letdown!
After a moment’s thought,
Yi Feng pinned his hopes on Shi Tianchuan instead.
"Island Master..."
"If the North Sea Emperor’s a pushover, do the Heavenly Dragon Merfolk have any other allies?"
Yi Feng’s words carried weight.
The moment he spoke, the hall fell silent.
The three sea clan overlords tensed.
All eyes turned to Shi Tianchuan.
Shi Tianchuan snapped out of his frustration.
Earlier,
He’d been fuming at his subordinates’ overconfidence—utterly hopeless fools!
He’d been itching to set them straight.
Now, hearing Yi Feng’s question, he felt nothing but admiration.
While everyone else was getting carried away, Yi Feng remained cool-headed, never underestimating the enemy.
Such composure—this was the difference between a true master and these amateurs!
This was why Yi Feng stood above them all!
After a moment of silent reverence, Shi Tianchuan clasped his fists.
"You are wise, Yi Feng!"
"The Heavenly Dragon Merfolk do indeed have other allies!"
"The North Sea Emperor’s reputation may be exaggerated—perhaps my intel was flawed. But their other allies surpass him in both strength and loyalty!"
Whoosh—
The crowd’s faces paled instantly.
Meanwhile, the other two sea clan overlords felt their hearts drop.
Oh no...
Under the weight of nervous stares,
Yi Feng’s eyes lit up with anticipation.
"Oh?"
"They have other allies?!"
"Tell me more—how terrifying are they?"
Shi Tianchuan nodded gravely, his expression darkening.
"Yi Feng,"
"The Heavenly Dragon Merfolk’s draconic bloodline is well-known. While rare, many sea clans share this lineage, making them distant kin to the merfolk."
Just the opening words sent the Sturgeon Dragon Emperor’s heart racing.
A sense of dread worse than any scolding from his imperial father gripped him—a billion times worse!
And the worst part?
Shi Tianchuan was still talking, his voice filled with awe.
"If the Dragon Emperor sought help from one such clan, they would answer without hesitation!"
"That clan is none other than the legendary Sturgeon Dragon Clan! Their sovereign, the Sturgeon Dragon Emperor, has ruled for over 100,000 years—a true hegemon of the seas! His power is unfathomable, capable of overturning oceans with a flick of his wrist!"
"If this clan enters the fray, the heavens and earth will tremble!"
Hiss—
Gasps echoed through the hall.
The Sturgeon Dragon Emperor was drenched in cold sweat, now fully understanding the North Sea Emperor’s earlier plight.
Damn it all!
This was about him now!
They say luck comes and goes, but this was way too fast! He’d just praised the North Sea Emperor, and now the spotlight was on him?!
Even karma isn’t this instant!
What kind of freak was this Shi Tianchuan?! How did a human know so much about the sea clans—more than most sea clans themselves?!
Dammit!
The Sturgeon Dragon Emperor’s mind was a storm of curses. He couldn’t let Shi Tianchuan continue!
Before more details spilled, he shot to his feet and roared—
"Lies! More lies!!!"
His bellow was even more thunderous than before.
This time,
Not only did the entire hall turn to stare, but Yi Feng and Shi Tianchuan also frowned sharply.
"You know about this too?"
Seeing Yi Feng’s suspicious gaze, the Sturgeon Dragon Emperor’s heart turned to ice.
That skeptical gaze wasn't just simple doubt—it carried clear traces of resentment and hostility!
Yi Feng seemed to be starting to question his identity?!
Instantly!
The Sturgeon Dragon Emperor felt an overwhelming pressure, as if mountains were collapsing upon him!
This oppressive force far surpassed what the North Sea Emperor had faced earlier!
Only when experiencing it firsthand did he truly understand the terrifying weight of this pressure—it felt like the breath of death itself was creeping closer!
In the face of impending doom...
What damned pride...
What so-called imperial prestige of the sea clans...
All of it was utter nonsense!
Only now did he realize how easy it was to speak boldly when untouched by desperation. But when pushed to the brink, a man would do anything!
The Sturgeon Dragon Emperor hastily clasped his fists and bowed, immediately throwing himself under the bus:
"Ah, yes yes yes!"
"These are all baseless rumors, absolute horseshit!"
"The Sturgeon Dragon Emperor is nothing but a pleasure-seeking fool, coasting on his ancestors' legacy to laze around in his little corner! He's even more useless than the North Sea Emperor!"
"Rumor has it he never even leaves his domain—how could he possibly aid anyone?! If he could help the Celestial Dragon Mermaid Clan, then I—then this old man could shit upside down!"
His scathing tirade erupted, leaving the entire crowd wide-eyed.
The North Sea Emperor and the Crab Emperor were both stunned speechless!
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【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.)
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.”
