"Peng Ying!"
When Yi Feng saw this girl, his eyes lit up. The young girl in front of him was none other than his childhood sweetheart, Peng Ying. It had been several months since they last met.
"Mm!"
Peng Ying nodded.
"Come, let's sit inside," Yi Feng said with a smile, taking her jade-like hand.
"Forget it." Peng Ying shook off Yi Feng's arm. She wanted to say something but hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Let's not sit. I just came to see you. Also, I have good news to tell you - I've successfully become an outer disciple of Qingshan Sect."
"Oh, congratulations to you then," Yi Feng said.
But he felt somewhat complicated inside.
On one hand, he was happy for Peng Ying.
On the other hand, he selfishly didn't want Peng Ying to cultivate, because it meant they probably wouldn't see each other for a long time.
"I know you don't want me to cultivate," Peng Ying said ruefully. "But joining Qingshan Sect has been my dream. I was able to join Qingshan Sect smoothly, so you should be happy for me."
Yi Feng forced a smile.
He sighed.
But she was right, they each had their own paths, and he should support her dream.
"As long as you're alright with it," he said after some thought. "I guess this means we won't be seeing each other anymore."
Having said that, she headed towards the door.
Yi Feng wanted to say something but didn't know what. But he understood what Peng Ying meant - now that she was cultivating, they were no longer on the same path.
In this life, Yi Feng was also ready to let go. After all, they each had their own pursuits.
Thinking of this, Yi Feng hurried after Peng Ying and called out, "I wish you well. Just my uncle and aunt..."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of them," Peng Ying said softly after some thought.
Yi Feng nodded. He had lost his parents at a young age, and Peng Ying's parents had treated him extremely well. Thinking of this, he held out the kitchen knife in his hand, "I don't have much to give you. Remember my aunt asked me to make a knife for her if I had time? Help me bring this to them!"
Looking at the kitchen knife in Yi Feng's hand, Peng Ying frowned, an indescribable expression on her face.
"Ying'er, are you done? We have to return to the sect," said a youth in white robes who had just walked over, cradling a longsword. He asked Peng Ying gently.
"Brother Wu Jie, give me a moment, I'll be right there. And this is my friend, Yi Feng," Peng Ying said softly.
"Alright, hurry up then," the youth said gently. He didn't even glance at Yi Feng - after all, he was just an ordinary person not worthy of his greeting.
"Who is he?" Yi Feng's brows furrowed.
Peng Ying had a complicated expression. She sighed before saying, "Please don't blame me. You know my aptitude is only average. It's thanks to his help that I was able to join Qingshan Sect. I can't fail him."
"As for this knife, just keep it for yourself!"
Having said that, Peng Ying hurriedly followed the youth in white robes and disappeared from Yi Feng's sight.
Peng Ying's words echoed in Yi Feng's ears.
She said she couldn't fail him, but what about Yi Feng? How insignificant he was!
How ironic!
"Damn it!" Yi Feng cursed.
"Don't be upset."
He put away the kitchen knife and returned it to the kitchen.
"Apprentice, watch the shop," he instructed before lying down on a recliner. After downing two cups of wine, he fell into a deep sleep.
Qingshan Sect's Grand Hall.
Qingshan Patriarch sat at the head with a solemn expression. Below him were Luo Lanxue and others, as well as Qingshan Sect's various elders. Their personal disciples also stood behind them.
It was rare for Qingshan Sect's entire hierarchy to convene like this.
A heavy atmosphere permeated the grand hall.
The duel between Qingshan Patriarch and Xuanwu Patriarch would continue, despite Qingshan Patriarch's breakthrough.
They had assumed the duel was no longer uncertain after Qingshan Patriarch broke through to the Martial King realm. However, they just received definite news that Xuanwu Patriarch had already broken through to the Martial King realm ten years ago.
This news was like a rollercoaster ride for the Qingshan Sect members.
One had just entered the Martial King realm, while the other had been in it for ten years. Their strengths were clearly apparent.
"Everyone, please contribute ideas on how we can get through this," Zhu Yun, the sect master under Qingshan Patriarch, said solemnly.
Silence filled the grand hall.
In the face of absolute power, all plans were futile.
Was Qingshan Sect really going to meet its end?
Just then, a youth in white robes stepped forward. He was the personal disciple of one of the elders. If Yi Feng had been there, he would have recognized him as the one who was with Peng Ying earlier.
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
