However, just as everyone was enviously watching Yu Wujie receive the inheritance of the Martial Sage, an unexpected incident occurred.
"Ah!"
A piercing scream suddenly came from Yu Wujie's mouth.
At the same time, his face contorted, clearly experiencing immense pain.
"What's happening?"
"This isn't an inheritance, it's a possession!"
Someone in the crowd immediately noticed the clue and shouted.
"What?"
"It's actually a possession?"
People widened their eyes in disbelief and suddenly realized that the entire Jiang Yu Tomb was a massive deception.
Jiang Yu wasn't searching for an inheritor at all; he was looking for someone to possess.
Fear surged within the hearts of the onlookers.
Fortunately, I am not the so-called inheritor; otherwise, I would be the one being possessed right now.
The turn of events was unexpectedly swift, catching everyone off guard.
"Sainted Lady, quickly leave this place. Jiang Yu is treacherous, and there may be other hidden dangers," Chang Jiankong hurriedly advised.
"Okay."
Peng Xianer nodded and prepared to leave with Chang Jiankong.
Fifth Sky and the other experts also had the same idea of leaving.
As for Yu Wujie, no one could control him now.
But what the crowd didn't expect was that Jiang Yu suddenly waved his hand, creating an invisible barrier around the graveyard, blocking everyone's path.
"Hahaha."
"Now that you're here, why do you want to leave?"
While possessing Yu Wujie, Jiang Yu sneered, "I have been setting up this scheme for thousands of years, aiming for the effect today. And I need some more nourishment to complete my possession of the Emperor Grade Zither Stand. You all will serve as the nourishment for my path to becoming the Emperor Grade Zither Stand!"
As his words fell, he extended his palm towards an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
"Ah!"
The elder let out a miserable scream and was directly sucked into Jiang Yu's hand. In the horrified gaze of the crowd, the elder rapidly aged and turned into a dried corpse, which was thrown onto the ground.
"What?"
Seeing this scene, everyone's scalp went numb, and intense fear welled up within them.
A Martial Venerable.
He was instantly turned into a dried corpse.
Peng Xianer and the others' eyes were bloodshot, helplessly witnessing the elder of their sect being killed.
"Although the power of Martial Venerables has weakened, it can still sustain me for a while. Don't worry; soon it will be your turn," Jiang Yu coldly laughed, his gaze sweeping over the several Martial Venerables present.
Immediately, those Martial Venerables felt a chill down their spines, and cold sweat poured down their faces.
At this moment, every one of them had become a frightened bird. Their formidable strength had ironically become a death sentence, and they all prayed to be the weakest among them.
Witnessing Jiang Yu's effortless slaughter of a Martial Venerable, they had completely lost the courage to resist.
They were like lambs to the slaughter!
"What?"
In the distance, Yunxian Que and the others, who had been closely monitoring the graveyard, widened their eyes in disbelief.
"Unexpectedly, the situation has really changed!"
Especially Yang Mu and the others, they were horrified beyond words and couldn't calm down.
At the same time, their hearts were filled with both fear and relief. If they had gone as well, wouldn't they have ended up like those people, becoming mere prey on Jiang Yu's chopping block?
"Miss, it seems that Lu Qingshan was right again!" said Yang Mu, still trembling with fear.
"Yes, he was right again," Yun Xianque sighed with emotion.
"Miss, I apologize for not trusting you before. Fortunately, you stopped us, or else..." Yang Mu couldn't help but feel moved as they watched the scene at the gravesite.
"You are all my family. How could I just stand by and watch something happen to you?" Yun Xianque smiled and said, "But what piques my curiosity even more is who that influential person mentioned by Lu Qingshan is."
"Yes, he saw through Jiang Yu's conspiracy long ago, which shows that his strength is unfathomable," Yang Mu exclaimed.
"Alas, Lu Qingshan warned me not to pry into the information about that senior, so I'm afraid we won't be able to meet him," Yun Xianque shook her head, filled with disappointment.
The more accurate his predictions are, the more terrifying his strength becomes. So now, she must listen to Lu Qingshan's warning.
"What should we do now, Miss? Are we just going to watch them die?" Yang Sen asked.
"The elders of Tianjian Sect were all killed in an instant. Our intervention wouldn't make a difference. But we should quickly spread this information and inform Lu Qingshan first. If Lu Qingshan goes to find that senior, there might still be a glimmer of hope," Yun Xianque suggested.
Yang Mu and Yang Sen nodded.
Then, the group hurriedly made their way towards Qingshan Gate.
"Another source of nourishment, not bad!" Following the elder from Tianjian Sect, another elder from Blowing Snow Mountain Villa also met the same fate.
"What should we do? We need to find a solution!"
"Yes, I don't want to die!"
"I only came here to seek treasures. I don't want to become a dried-up corpse!"
In Jiang Yu's forbidden place, the desperate cries of the doomed echoed, their faces filled with despair.
"Yes, we must gather together and find a solution. Otherwise, we are all doomed!" Fifth Changkong anxiously shouted.
"It's useless!"
Di Wu Zhen's face turned ashen as he shook his head and said, "His ambition is to shatter the Emperor's power. Although we don't know in what form he currently exists, his strength is invincible even against the Martial Sage. Not to mention us."
Upon hearing this, the others' expressions became even more hopeless.
"It's about time for another source of nourishment. Now, who will it be?" Jiang Yu, while seizing control of Yu Wujie, scanned the remaining martial elders in the vicinity.
Finally, his gaze fell upon Shu Qinhuo.
"Shu Qinhuo, the most talented among the younger generation of Nansha, you shouldn't disappoint me!" Shu Qinhuo's face changed drastically, but as Jiang Yu raised his palm, she had no resistance and was brought before him.
In an instant, Shu Qinhuo felt her cultivation and vitality rapidly draining away.
Am I going to die?
Her face was filled with unwillingness.
"This isn't right."
Suddenly, a cry of disbelief erupted from Jiang Yu's mouth. He thought for sure that Shu Qinhuahua had been thrown out.
At the same time, Jiang Yu stopped trying to possess Wu Jie and shouted frantically, "No, no, this isn't right, how could this happen?"
While roaring, he suddenly looked at Wu Jie, grabbed him by the neck, and tremblingly asked, "I'm asking you, are you the one who composed the zither scores?"
"Sob, sob, sob..."
After ceasing the possession, Wu Jie could finally speak. He burst into tears and cried out in a frenzy, "Please spare me, please spare me, I beg you!"
"I'm asking you a question!"
Jiang Yu roared with bloodshot eyes.
"Sob, sob, it wasn't me, it wasn't me, I didn't compose the zither scores."
To save his life, Wu Jie dared not hide anymore. With a crying voice, he urgently pleaded, "Not only did I not compose the zither scores, I have nothing to do with the Heaven Gate and Earth Gate either. They opened by themselves, and I was forcibly brought here by someone else. It has nothing to do with me, please spare me... sob..."
Wu Jie had long become incoherent.
Under absolute fear, he had already lost control of his bodily functions.
"What?"
"The zither scores weren't written by him?"
"And even the Heaven Gate and Earth Gate weren't opened by him?"
Upon hearing Wu Jie's voice, the crowd showed expressions of disbelief.
"I thought I was mistaken, turns out he's just trash!" Peng Xianer said disdainfully.
Meanwhile, others also despised Wu Jie.
They had initially felt somewhat regretful that he was possessed by Jiang Yu, thinking he might be a remarkable individual. But they never expected him to be such rubbish!
"It's indeed not you!"
Jiang Yu emanated a towering aura, grabbed Wu Jie and stepped on the Emperor Grade Zither Stand, solemnly saying, "Take me to find him."
"Yes, yes."
Wu Jie, with a runny nose and tears, didn't dare to question and quickly agreed.
In an instant, Jiang Yu stepped on the Emperor Grade Zither Stand and flew towards Pingjiang City with an overwhelming aura.
After he left, the taboo that had bound the crowd dissipated.
For a while, numerous experts fled in a frenzy.
As Shu Qinhuahua watched Jiang Yu's departure, she swallowed a pill and followed suit.
"Let's go and see too. As long as we keep our distance, nothing should happen." Fifth Sky grabbed Fifth Di Wu Zhen and also flew towards Pingjiang City.
Peng Xianer looked at the many experts rushing over, exchanged a glance with Chang Jiankong, and followed suit.

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"

【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.)

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.”