"It's actually the sect leader of the Imperial Sword Sect, Yang Tianyu, and the patriarch of the Li Family, Li Shuhua!"
"Wow!"
The crowd sucked in cold air, feeling their minds were blown.
These two people's cultivations, while perhaps not the strongest, were definitely among the top leaders in Nansha.
However.
They were casually knocked down by Old Man Wang.
Especially Li Yihan, she had just guessed that Old Man Wang and the others were probably on par with top leaders like Yang Tianyu.
But in the blink of an eye.
Yang Tianyu and Li Shuhua were slapped down from the sky by Old Man Wang.
This was simply a slap in the face!
The continuous waves of shocks today had left her unable to recover for a long time.
As for Old Man Wang and the others' unfathomable strength, she didn't dare guess any further, because it exceeded her comprehension.
Knocked down for no reason, Li Shuhua and Yang Tianyu were filled with anger.
Perhaps they were no match for these old men, but they had to maintain their prestige as patriarch and sect leader.
Immediately, the two frowned and voiced their questions.
"Just who are you people..."
But before they could finish, Yun Xianque and Fifth Sky quickly made eye signals at them.
At the same time, they sent a voice transmission, "Seniors, do not act rashly, they are the Martial Emperors!"
"What!?"
"Mar...Mar...Martial Emperors?"
These casual words were like thunder in their ears. Their faces flushed red, and they forcibly swallowed their unfinished words.
"What were you two saying just now?"
However, Pork Rong's meaningful gaze fell upon them.
That one look made their hairs stand on end.
"We were saying, we were saying... "
Li Shuhua's forehead was beaded with cold sweat. He stammered for a bit before inspiration struck, "What we wanted to say was, who exactly are you with such frightening power, to be so formidable, simply making us juniors worship you!"
Hearing this, Pork Rong just gave a cold snort and didn't pursue the matter further.
Seeing this, the two finally let out a breath, revealing looks of relief.
Perhaps as leaders of major powers they had their usual arrogance, but they had to consider who they were in front of - arrogance before the Martial Emperors was simply asking for death!
In short, in the face of absolute power, arrogance and dignity were worthless.
Those who know the times are the wise!
For a time, everyone present was extremely respectful, not even daring to breathe loudly, awaiting Old Man Wang and the others' instructions.
Of course, apart from Yun Xianque and the others, the rest, including Li Yihan, still had a lingering doubt.
That was, just who were these elders with unfathomably strong cultivation?
Where were they from, suddenly coming to Nansha, and why?
But just then, violent tremors suddenly came from the ground.
"Boom boom boom!"
The deafening sound made the earth crack open, and the mountain behind them started collapsing.
"What's going on?"
"What on earth is happening!?"
Everyone lost their footing as the ground shook, and took to the air.
In an instant, the sky was filled with cultivators treading on air, and from above they could see the ground they had just stood on had completely collapsed.
At the same time, a terrifying aura emerged from the cracks in the ground.
This aura shook the minds of all present, involuntarily striking them with fear.
"What's under the ground?"
"What is it?"
Everyone stared fixedly at the fissure, voicing their nervousness. Even Pork Rong and Old Man Wang's expressions changed dramatically.
The terrifying aura grew heavier and heavier...
The whole sky's atmosphere froze.
"Boom!"
Finally, a roar came from beneath the ground.
Then to everyone's shock, an enormous flood dragon over a thousand feet long flew out from the ground.
But when everyone could see it clearly, they realized it wasn't a snake.
It was a giant python!
Its huge body naturally exuded a massive aura, it had wings on its sides, and its gigantic body coiled and twisted in midair, breathing out deep cold air.
"Heavens!"
"What a terrifying monster, so frightening!"
"Run for it!"
Seeing this, many cultivators were scared out of their wits. Their guts turned to mush, and they desperately urged their qi to flee into the distance.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that after my ten thousand year slumber, I would wake to so many human cultivators as snacks!"
A deep voice came from the python's mouth. Its cold eyes watched the escaping cultivators, and its massive body stirred.
In a flash, the cultivators were swallowed into its belly.
Blood trickled from between its enormous teeth, making one's scalp tingle.
Everyone was frightened into trembling at this scene, even those who wanted to escape didn't dare move now.
Even Li Shuhua, Yang Tianyu and the others had faces white with fear, because with their cultivation, they only felt utterly powerless before this flood dragon.
Involuntarily, Li Shuhua looked to Pork Rong and the others, respectfully asking, "Seniors, may I ask if you can discern the cultivation level of this flood dragon?"
Hearing this, the gazes of the others also turned their way, clearly wanting an answer as well.
"Demon Emperor!"
Pork Rong said in a deep voice.
"Crack!"
This one phrase was like a thousand layers of waves slamming down.
No one could have imagined it was actually a Demon Emperor.
Heavens!
Just this cultivation level was enough to make their scalps tingle. No one present had likely ever seen a monster beast of this level.
However.
Although this flood dragon's power exceeded Pork Rong and Old Man Wang's expectations, their eyes shone with excitement.
Exchanging a glance, Pork Rong said in a low voice, "Now I understand why sir said what he did earlier. It turns out sir already foresaw this, and knew that a Demon Emperor was hidden in this place!"
"Correct."
Old Man Wang nodded heavily, also sighing in a low voice, "I'm afraid what sir called a 'fresh delicacy' referred precisely to this Demon Emperor!"
Having said this, the two looked at each other in admiration.
Although they had followed the sir for a long time, they still couldn't help but be shocked.
Eating a Demon Emperor!
Such a crazy thing, probably only sir in the whole world was capable of it!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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.”
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.
【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.)
