To her surprise, the group of old men merely smiled at her, showing no intention of apologizing. Pork Rong even pressed her head and pushed her aside, admonishing, "Old folks handle things, little brat, step aside."
Li Yihan widened her eyes.
What on earth is going on with these old men?
Have they gone crazy?
She had worked so hard to secure a chance for reconciliation with Cheng Wu, and yet these old men seemed completely oblivious to its value.
But what surprised her even more was that instead of apologizing, these old men continued to shout at Cheng Wu and his companions, saying, "You bunch of brats, you have one minute to get out of here, or else we'll annihilate you all."
Crack!
Upon hearing this, Li Yihan turned pale, her heart pounding.
Because their words not only insulted Cheng Wu, but also offended all the disciples present.
Among them were many geniuses of the sect, whereas Li Yihan herself could only be considered average at best.
Sure enough, this sentence completely ignited the fury of everyone present.
Some people drew their swords, their killing intent surging.
Normally, each of them was proud and arrogant within the sect, how could they tolerate a few old men who they didn't even recognize shouting at them?
"Oh, are you planning to fight?"
Pork Rong sneered disdainfully at these people.
"Old men, kneel down and confess your sins immediately, or else you will have no place to be buried," Cheng Wu coldly ordered.
"Confess?"
Pork Rong chuckled coldly, his face filled with mockery. "Why should we confess?"
"You, all of us here, aren't you afraid?" Cheng Wu said in a low voice.
"Afraid?"
Pork Rong sneered, shaking his head with derision. "We aren't afraid of you all, because in our eyes, everyone present is trash!"
This sentence instantly triggered an explosion of anger among the crowd.
"Brothers, these people are too arrogant. Regardless of who they are, kill them."
"Yes, kill them."
"Let's attack together."
In an instant, hundreds of disciples soared into the air, brandishing their swords, and charging towards Pork Rong and the others.
Seeing this scene, Li Yihan turned pale with fear. She clenched her teeth and angrily said, "You guys, truly, no one can save you now."
As she spoke, she shook her head and closed her eyes, retreating to the side.
She couldn't comprehend why these old men had been normal before, but tonight they were acting so recklessly.
In this situation, she was utterly powerless.
She had given up.
The disciples in the air were already above Pork Rong and the others' heads, each one exuding a fierce and sinister aura, their killing intent surging.
However, the six of them remained unfazed.
Only when these people drew nearer, did Old Man Wang, the one leading them, reveal a slight change in his hazy gaze.
A tremendous force burst forth from within him.
Whoosh!
This force was like a raging wave, creating a massive storm that swept towards the charging disciples.
"Boom!"
Almost instantaneously, the disciples' faces changed dramatically. Their swords flew out of their hands, and they were sent sprawling through the air, transformed into streaks of light, all crashing and tumbling away.
"Ah ah ah ah ah..."
In an instant, screams filled the air as one by one, people vomited blood and crashed heavily to the ground, their eyes filled with fear.
Meanwhile, Li Yihan, who had closed her eyes, also sensed the sudden change.
She abruptly opened her eyes.
Just in time to witness the scene of hundreds of elite disciples being thrown into the air, tumbling and flying out.
This scene echoed like a thunderclap in her mind.
Startled, a cold chill ran down her spine, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would leap out of her chest. She trembled uncontrollably.
These old men...
These old men actually...
Actually...
How could it be?
How is this possible?
These old men who appeared no different from ordinary people, despite spending so many days with her, were actually super powerful experts!
With just their imposing aura, they collectively sent hundreds of elite disciples of various sects flying?
Mind you, among these disciples were some Martial Emperor powerhouses.
And to be able to use their aura to send Martial Emperor powerhouses flying, does that not mean that these old men are at least at the Martial Ancestor level in cultivation?
Martial Ancestor!
At the thought of this, Li Yihan's heart raced, and for a moment, she dared not look at these old men.
Because she remembered how along the way, she had scolded and taught these old men how to behave, and even called them ordinary people...
Ordinary people.
Have you ever seen ordinary people this strong?
Unconsciously, she took two steps back, her face pale, feeling a tingling sensation on her scalp.
In their eyes, she was just a jumping clown!
No wonder.
No wonder they dared to come from Pingjiang City to Nansha without any fear, as if they were invincible.
No wonder they showed no fear even when facing elite disciples like Cheng Wu.
"Who are you people?"
At this moment, the injured disciples got up, glaring at Old Man Wang and the others with hatred, and angrily shouted, "You've come to cause trouble for our major sects for no reason. What is your motive? Do you know that the experts from our major sects are nearby? Aren't you afraid of our sects seeking revenge?"
"Revenge?"
Pork Rong sneered disdainfully and said, "I'm not afraid to tell you, not only are you trash in our eyes, but the sects behind you are also trash in our eyes!"
"You..."
"You you you..."
"You're not afraid to shoot off your mouth, are you?"
Upon hearing this, these disciples were so angry they almost spewed blood.
"Fine, since that's the case, then stay here if you've got the guts!"
The crowd shouted with hatred.
In the midst of their conversation, Cheng Wu took out a signal flare and shot it directly into the air.
And another disciple from the Blowing Snow Mountain Villa also activated the emergency signal for their sect.
"What?"
"It's a red signal!"
Seeing this scene, Li Yihan's eyes widened.
As a native of Nansha, she knew very well what the red signal represented—it was only activated when a disciple encountered an urgent crisis and had deep-seated grievances.
And this outcome meant it was a fight to the death!
Things were really getting out of hand now.
She gritted her teeth, hesitated for a long time, and finally gathered the courage to walk towards Pork Rong and the others.
"E-elder..."
She dared not confront the gazes of these few people, and she was even more afraid that these experts would come looking for her. So at this moment, she spoke with a forced courage.
"Elder, you are not native to Nansha, so you may not know what the red signal represents. It would be best for you to leave quickly."
"No need to leave. We'll wait for them right here," Wu Yonghong said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Li Yihan's expression turned anxious.
It seemed that these old folks still didn't understand the seriousness of the situation. Although she knew these people were formidable, could they really surpass the major powers of Nansha?
So she hurriedly explained, "Elder, they are from Wind and Cloud Valley and Blowing Snow Mountain Villa, the major forces in Nansha. Their sect not only has numerous Martial Ancestor experts, but also many Martial Venerable experts. If you don't leave now, when their experts arrive later, you might not be able to escape."
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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.)
