"Damn this secular world, everyone looks like an ordinary person on the surface, but they could be a hidden expert," Wu Chang'an muttered as he walked down the street, feeling there was danger everywhere.
"I'd better hide out in the outskirts!"
As soon as he said that, Wu Chang'an disappeared.
A moment later, he was already outside the city.
"Phew!"
"The outskirts are nice, with such beautiful scenery and nature..."
But before his voice faded away, the earth rumbled loudly.
"Boom boom!"
The deafening sound spread all around, cracks appeared on the ground, and then to Wu Chang'an's shocked gaze, a huge building burst out from the ground and towered in front of him.
"What the hell is this?"
"Damn it!"
"I'm doomed, I'm doomed!"
Seeing the massive structure, Wu Chang'an cursed up a storm. He just wanted to find a safe place to hide, so why did this have to appear?
With one look, it was clear this was Jiang Yu's tomb!
Wu Chang'an was in despair, sensing countless auras rushing over. He was filled with a sense of crisis.
"I've never been here before, never!"
"I'm getting out of here!"
Wu Chang'an formed seals with his hands, drilling straight into the ground and disappearing.
"Phew!"
After plunging who knows how many yards underground, surrounded by earth, Wu Chang'an felt unprecedented safety. But the next moment, he felt like he had crashed into something.
The scene before his eyes changed.
He realized he was now in a grand hall.
In front of the hall hung a legendary saint weapon.
"Damn it!"
"How did I get in here?"
Seeing this, Wu Chang'an cursed up a storm. He didn't even glance at the weapon before starting to run.
As he ran, countless mechanisms in the hall were triggered.
"Boom boom boom..."
Wave after wave of attacks struck Wu Chang'an, only stopping after a long time.
By now, Wu Chang'an had hidden in a corner, trembling all over.
"Huff...huff..."
"That was close, almost died!"
Wu Chang'an muttered shakily, "I used up eighteen of my ten billion shadow clone techniques just now. If I use up nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and eighty-two more, I'll be finished!"
"Heavens, someone save me!"
"It's too dangerous here."
"I absolutely won't move, even if I have to die here!"
...
At the foot of Qingshan Gate.
"Haha, I, Yu Wujie, am indeed handsome and charming, peach blossoms come to me automatically!"
Seeing the woman before him, beautiful as a celestial maiden, Yu Wujie's eyes were about to pop out. Her translucent, crystal-like skin, her slender jade legs, he couldn't get enough.
And the veil over her face, Yu Wujie wished he could tear it off to fully behold what kind of fairy she was.
Most importantly, such a peerless beauty, the finest female disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, had come looking for him.
"What do you think, do you like me?" Alluring sounds came from beneath the woman's veil as she lightly lifted Yu Wujie's chin with her jade-like foot, asking gently.
She was Peng Xianer, the newly famous genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"L-like, I like you!"
Yu Wujie's nose was practically bleeding as he stammered out a reply.
"Then will you follow me from now on?" The voice continued, a hint of deeper meaning in her eyes.
"Of course, of course!"
Yu Wujie offered almost no resistance.
Just as the woman was about to continue speaking, her eyebrows suddenly twitched. She got up and looked towards the outskirts of Pingjiang City.
"Miss, the tomb probably reacted. We should hurry over there," an elderly man with sword-like eyebrows standing nearby urgently reminded her.
"Alright, let's hurry over. And bring him along," Peng Xianer decided instantly, glancing at Yu Wujie.
The elder looked at Yu Wujie, wondering why his young miss wanted to bring along this useless person, but he didn't say anything more. Grabbing Yu Wujie, they rushed towards the outskirts.
When they arrived, in addition to various major sects, Yun Xianque of Wind and Cloud Valley had also come.
"Looks like you all arrived pretty quickly!"
At this moment, a cultured voice rang out as an immaculate youth in white robes descended with an old man.
"Blowing Snow Mountain Villa, Fifth Sky!"
Seeing the effeminate man even more beautiful than women, Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer's eyebrows creased slightly.
Clearly, he was also a formidable character.
"But I only see you two. Where are the people from Imperial Sword Sect?" Fifth Sky asked.
Hearing this, Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer fell silent.
It was true they hadn't heard anything about Imperial Sword Sect recently. Even their disciples were rarely seen out and about, and they hadn't even shown up for something this major, which was rather bizarre.
"Forget it, one less opponent is for the best. Let's first see how we can enter this tomb!"
Saying so, Fifth Sky looked towards the Tomb of the Martial Saint.
Yun Xianque and Peng Xianer also focused their gazes there, eyes filled with greed.
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.”
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
