"It's no big deal!"
Wu Yonghong and the others couldn't help but click their tongues.
Two great demon lords, whose power could destroy a city, were nothing to Master Yi Feng.
Perhaps only Master could say something like this!
Compared to these two demon lords, their own strength was much weaker. Yet now they could talk equally with Master Yi Feng and work for him. This was truly a great blessing, the fortune they had cultivated in their previous lives!
Just then, the wind started blowing in the sky.
Raindrops also began to fall down little by little.
Yi Feng stretched out his palm, looking at the raindrops in his palm, and murmured, "It really is raining."
As his voice fell, a large black umbrella fell from the sky, falling right into Yi Feng's hand.
"Huh?"
"Where did this big black umbrella come from?"
Seeing this umbrella, Yi Feng was puzzled and looked around, but there was no one.
It must have been blown here by the wind, he thought.
Yi Feng sighed at his own good fortune. He just happened to need an umbrella, and the wind blew one to him. This saved him the trouble of having to buy one later.
He couldn't help but jokingly said to Wu Yonghong and the others, "See, I told you, an umbrella is nothing. It will come when needed."
Hearing this, Wu Yonghong and the other two were shocked.
Recalling Master's meaningful words, they finally understood the implications.
It seemed that before the two demon lords had arrived, Master had already known what was going to happen next.
Such an ability to detect heavenly secrets left them in awe!
"It's raining. Let's go inside the martial arts hall and sit for a while!" Yi Feng said with a smile.
"Alright!"
Wu Yonghong and the others quickly agreed.
The few walked towards the martial arts hall with their umbrellas.
After just a few steps, they found Lu DaSheng standing by the cesspool, looking at them expectantly, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.
"You..."
Yi Feng was about to ask him to come along, but seeing his crap-covered appearance, he finally held back.
After hesitating for a moment, he took out ten gold coins from his bosom and walked over to Lu DaSheng with his nose covered.
Seeing this, Lu DaSheng's eyes became excited.
"You should just stay here and rinse off in the rain!" Yi Feng said awkwardly. At the same time, he stretched out his palm, "This is compensation for you."
"Compensation?"
Hearing these two words, Lu DaSheng nodded his head excitedly. Then under his hopeful gaze, Yi Feng placed the ten gold coins in his hand.
What?
Seeing these ten gold coins, Lu DaSheng almost cried. His expression was as colorful as could be.
Weren't they talking about compensation? Why was it only ten gold coins?
How come the things given to others were treasures, but when it came to him it was crap, gold coins?
Just as he was in deep indignation, Yi Feng seemed to sense his thoughts and couldn't help frowning.
Although he had money, ten gold coins was still a lot of compensation. This guy was really greedy, trying to swallow an elephant! His tone became less polite as he asked, "Do you have any objections?"
This question.
Made Lu DaSheng swallow back the words in his mouth.
Recalling the terror of this man just now, he didn't dare have any objections. He could only shake his head obediently, with a grievance on his face.
The rain.
Gradually grew heavier.
Lu DaSheng's face was covered in water drops. It was unclear whether it was all rain or mixed with some tears.
In the Devouring Sky Demon Wolf Tribe.
Ao Bifang and others sat solemnly in the main hall of the Red Sun Clan, not saying a word.
The atmosphere.
Was very depressing.
Because of her physique, Ao Qingcheng cultivated special martial arts, allowing her to advance so quickly. Once she reached the Demon Lord realm, she would definitely be the next Queen of the tribe.
But with Ao Qing gone now.
Ao Qingcheng was equivalent to losing her previous advantage. Even if the secret realm was opened, it was uncertain whether she could break through to Demon Lord.
With this one move, Ao Qing.
Had turned their efforts over countless years into nothing.
In addition, they had hit a wall with Sky Devouring Emperor, so they could only wait for news from the two great demon lords of Xura and Fudao, hoping to successfully capture Ao Qing and bring him back.
Then they would force Ao Qing to submit and make him admit in front of the whole tribe that he had violated Ao Qingcheng. With this public opinion pressure, it would bring huge influence to the imperial clan, forcing Sky Devouring Emperor to give them an explanation, or even directly hand over the position of Sky Devouring Emperor.
This was currently their only possible means of counterattack that might be effective!
"Don't worry, Lord Bifang. With the Xura and Fudao demon lords taking action, capturing that waste Ao Qing will definitely be easy." At this time, an elder said softly to Ao Bifang.
Ao Bifang nodded gloomily.
He was not worried about this. After all, with two great demon lords taking action, it would be impossible to fail to capture a small martial arts hall.
Just then, a servant rushed in anxiously, shouting in panic, "Lord Bifang, this is bad, something big has happened!"
"What's going on?"
Ao Bifang's eyes flashed, and he also had a bad premonition. He grabbed the servant and asked heavily.
At the same time, everyone else also looked towards him.
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.)
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.
