In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
Over these three days, the Heavenly Fate Sect deployed a massive amount of manpower. They even ordered their subordinate sects to mobilize, searching everywhere for the whereabouts of Yi Feng and the disciples of the New Sword Sect, but to no avail.
The people of the New Sword Sect seemed to have vanished into thin air, thoroughly hiding themselves within the chaotic martial world. Even with the Heavenly Fate Sect's astonishing influence, turning the entire martial world upside down was unrealistic. After days of searching for a needle in a haystack without success, they had nowhere to vent their blazing fury. The terrifying power they had gathered felt like it had struck cotton, leaving everyone in the Heavenly Fate Sect feeling indescribably frustrated and furious.
Left with no other choice, the Heavenly Fate Sect could only intensify their search efforts while spreading a kill order across a radius of hundreds of miles around the Yandang Mountains. They hoped to borrow the strength of other sects to capture the detestable members of the New Sword Sect.
Meanwhile, to prevent the sect from being ambushed again, the Heavenly Fate Sect dispatched additional patrol teams. The protection of their higher-ups was made exceptionally strict; not only were inner court disciples standing guard around the clock, but the four great elders also began taking turns leading night patrols.
During Yi Feng's previous night raid on the Heavenly Fate Sect, he had assassinated seven or eight protectors. The losses were incalculable, and it left the disciples of the Heavenly Fate Sect in a state of panic. Out of necessity, they resorted to this defensive strategy, setting up an inescapable net while protecting the sect, ready to catch Yi Feng like a turtle in a jar.
Who would have thought that three whole days would pass.
Not only was the martial world so quiet that there was not a single whisper of news, but the Heavenly Fate Sect also experienced no further night raids.
The entire sect felt as if they had been thoroughly played. They grew increasingly anxious and furious, yet they could not withdraw their heavy defenses. It could be said that they were frustrated to the absolute limit; even a few of the deacon elders were gnashing their teeth in anger.
Seeing that it was already the fourth day, late night was approaching.
The patrolling disciples began to show signs of slacking off. They could not help but curse under their breath, harboring resentment toward this bitter chore, and their vigilance gradually relaxed.
Upon the high wall of the outer court courtyard.
Yi Feng and the Youth in Black appeared once again, smiling as they observed the patrolling figures in the distance.
"Brother, you were actually right."
"The Heavenly Fate Sect really has beefed up their guards. The more noble a person's status, the more disciples patrol their residence. On the contrary, slipping into the outer court is much easier."
Yi Feng nodded slightly, his face calm.
"That's only natural. The Heavenly Fate Sect aren't fools. Having already suffered a loss, they couldn't possibly be completely unprepared."
Saying this, he turned to look at the Youth in Black and asked curiously.
"By the way, did you gain anything from gathering information these past few days? You didn't drown yourself in a land of tender romance and forget our actual business, did you?"
Hearing this, the Youth in Black threw back a sly glance and proudly raised his chin.
"Are you kidding? How could I be that kind of person!"
"For the past three days, I have been earnestly undercover at the Drunken Cloud Pavilion. I've met almost all the girls there and mingled quite successfully. Naturally, I gathered plenty of information!"
Hearing these words, Yi Feng almost laughed out loud.
No matter how he listened to it, this guy sounded like he had spent three days drinking with courtesans, having the time of his life. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't believe his excuses even if ghosts swore to it.
However, Yi Feng knew his good brother's temperament well. He naturally knew the guy wouldn't drop the ball at a crucial moment, so he asked.
"Tell me, what did you find out?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Youth in Black began to recount smugly.
"Alright, don't be shocked when I tell you!"
"According to the news I gathered, the Heavenly Fate Sect's growing momentum in recent years isn't just due to their superficial strength. They've been doing a lot of shady business behind the scenes!"
"Rumor has it that the Heavenly Fate Sect eats from both the black and white markets in the Yandang Mountains. Murder and pillaging are common occurrences, and human trafficking isn't even considered a big deal. Even the Drunken Cloud Pavilion is run by them!"
As soon as he spoke, Yi Feng was shocked.
"Such things actually happen?"
He hadn't expected the Heavenly Fate Sect to have committed so many evil deeds. To think they still paraded around as the number one cultivation sect in the vicinity; in reality, they were utterly shameless!
Before Yi Feng could ask in surprise, the Youth in Black nodded seriously and continued his explanation.
"It's entirely true!"
"If not for relying on all sorts of illicit activities, the Heavenly Fate Sect wouldn't have had enough financial power to expand to their current state, even producing a full five Heaven Sun Realm experts, including Sect Master Jin Zhenyuan."
"The current Heavenly Fate Sect is bloated with arrogance to the extreme. Even the outer court disciples are extremely insolent. According to Miss Chu'er, she was tricked into the brothel by the outer court's second senior brother, Li Zhenfang, and her entire family was murdered by him!"
"Right ahead is the outer court compound, and the small courtyard next to it is Li Zhenfang's residence. That guy colluded with the outer court elders to line his own pockets. He's done a lot of atrocious things, lives quite comfortably, and definitely has a lot of money!"
"And this is just a little bit of intel. If I hadn't run out of silver and had time to drink for a few more days, I could have gathered even more information..."
Saying this, the Youth in Black changed the subject and looked at Yi Feng with a beaming smile.
"Brother, after we finish this job, shouldn't you give me more funds to go gather information?"
The transition was so fast it almost gave Yi Feng whiplash.
However.
Seeing the guy's expectant gaze and considering that he really had obtained a lot of intel, Yi Feng gladly nodded and agreed on the spot.
"Alright."
"Once this job is done, I'll definitely give you more silver so you can go have a good time for a few days."
Who knew that as soon as his voice fell, before the smile on the Youth in Black's face could fully bloom, he dropped his expectant look, put on a serious expression, and corrected him!
"I am not going to play, I am going to gather information!"
Yi Feng was amused and nodded in agreement.
"Yes, yes, gather information!"
Saying this, the two leaped down from the high wall under the lead of the Youth in Black. They groped their way into the various courtyards where the outer court disciples lived, and soon enough, they found the rumored second senior brother, Li Zhenfang!
In merely two moves, he was subdued by the Youth in Black, who pinned him down with a foot on his chest. With a face full of panic, he begged for mercy repeatedly.
"Spare my life, great hero! Spare my life!"
"There is no enmity between us, we can talk this over!"
His flustered appearance and emaciated, skin-and-bones face clearly showed a body hollowed out by wine and women, yet a hidden viciousness still lurked in the depths of his eyes.
The Youth in Black directly stomped down, breaking several of Li Zhenfang's ribs, and interrogated him in a cold voice!
"You piece of trash, what kind of tricks are you trying to pull in front of me?"
"Several protectors of your Heavenly Fate Sect have already become ghosts by my hands. With your meager cultivation, what kind of schemes are you trying to play?"
These cold questions instantly scared Li Zhenfang so much that his expression drastically changed, and he didn't even dare to wail or groan!
"Hiss..."
"It's you!"
"You're the ones who launched the night raid on our sect!"
Seeing that Yi Feng and the Youth in Black remained silent, effectively admitting their identities, Li Zhenfang became even more terrified. His eyes were filled with nothing but sheer dread!
"My lords! My lords, spare my life!"
"The grudge between your noble sect and the Heavenly Fate Sect is absolutely not my doing. As long as you two spare my life, I'm willing to do anything!"
That sycophantic, opportunistic face of a petty man was truly disgusting enough.
However, upon hearing this, the Youth in Black had a flash of inspiration and asked in a deep voice.
"Oh?"
"Then tell me, where is the Heavenly Fate Sect's treasury?"
Li Zhenfang's eyes widened in shock, unable to bear the heavy black boots stepping on his chest once again. Without time to overthink, he hastily confessed everything in detail, revealing all that he knew without holding anything back!
As soon as he finished speaking, his throat was slit by the sword of the Youth in Black!
Swish!
After that clean and decisive sword strike, the two of them searched the room and indeed reaped a bountiful harvest. There were thousands of taels in silver notes alone, and a full bag of spirit stones!
Afterward, the dozen or so outer sect disciples who had been colluding with Li Zhenfang were also slaughtered to the last man!
Before long.
Flames erupted all over the outer sect, accompanied by continuous cries of alarm!
"The treacherous thief Yi Feng is here!"
"Capture the villains!"
Hearing the shouts in shock, Feng Mofeng's eyes spewed with raging fire. When he led the crowd over, he saw the Youth in Black wielding a sword and hunting down the outer sect disciples.
When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred!
Feng Mofeng let out a furious roar, about to strike with his full strength.
"Little thieves!"
"Stop your arrogance! If you have the guts, fight me head-on! What kind of skill is it to rely on your strength to bully the weak and humiliate my outer sect disciples!"
Who would have thought that the Youth in Black had no intention of stopping at all. With another thrust of his sword, he sent several more people flying, and even turned his head with a cheeky smile.
"Hehe!"
"How can this be called bullying the weak? Your granddaddy here learned this from you! At most, this is just giving you a taste of your own medicine."
"Could it be that the elders of the Tianyuan Sect are truly best at bullying the weak?"
As soon as his voice fell, Yi Feng, who stepped out from beside him, also joined in with a sarcastic tone as they exchanged a glance.
"No way?"
"Is the Tianyuan Sect really this shameless?"
The two guys feigned surprise and looked at each other, causing the blood pressure of the Tianyuan Sect crowd to soar!
Witnessing their sheer arrogance, not only killing outer sect disciples but also daring to mock Feng Mofeng's despicable actions during their previous battle, his killing intent surged wildly on the spot!
However, just as Feng Mofeng pushed his cultivation base to the absolute peak.
These two guys actually picked up the nearby outer sect disciples and threw them over, forcefully blocking Feng Mofeng's line of sight. Then, they flew into the clouds, vanishing into the night without looking back!
By the time Feng Mofeng caught the falling outer sect disciples and turned around to give chase, the two were already nowhere to be seen. All that remained around him were corpses strewn across the ground and roaring flames!
Instantly, a furious roar echoed through the night sky once again.
"Treacherous thieves! Treacherous thieves!!!"
Hearing the various sounds from afar, Yi Feng and the Youth in Black, who had long since slipped away, laughed heartily among the mountain forests. Seeing numerous figures urgently mobilizing from the Tianyuan Sect, they finally quieted their laughter and disappeared into the darkness.
The next day.
In the main hall of the Tianyuan Sect, furious roars continued without end.
"Bastards!"
"That treacherous thief Yi Feng actually launched a sneak attack on our outer sect disciples! Such despicable behavior is truly detestable to the extreme!"
"From today onward, search every inch of the mountains and forests within a hundred miles! We must find this treacherous thief and tear his body into ten thousand pieces!"
As a large number of experts were dispatched, the shockwaves spread throughout the entire Tianyuan City. Even the streets and alleys were buzzing with endless discussions. For a time, the prestige of the Tianyuan Sect was disgraced, causing many other sects to secretly laugh in the shadows.

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

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.”

【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.)

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.