After finishing speaking, the Yin-Yang Duo left with disdain on their faces.
Yi Feng's face turned dark.
"What right do those two old farts have to act so arrogantly?"
Constantly calling us mortals and making it sound like they're superior to us. If I weren't trying to conserve some energy, I would have smashed them with two bricks.
After parting ways, Yi Feng, accompanied by Yun Yaoyao, embarked on their journey.
However, Gu Wunian's heart remained uneasy.
Although he didn't look down on Yi Feng, as the Yin-Yang Duo had mentioned, it seemed reckless for a Martial Emperor, with hopes of a future, to entrust everything to a mortal.
"Miss Yun, can we really trust him?" Gu Wunian walked beside Yun Yaoyao and couldn't help but lower his voice to ask.
"While I don't have great certainty either, I still trust him more than those two old coots," Yun Yaoyao replied solemnly.
In truth, her feelings were somewhat complex as well.
Martial Emperor.
As the pinnacle of strength in the entire Immortal River Continent, they possessed their own pride.
She never expected that she would repeatedly place her hopes on a mortal.
Time flew by.
Seven days had passed.
During these seven days, all three of them had become extremely weak.
"I can't go on any longer," Gu Wunian said, his face pale, as he leaned on his Changjian sword, dragging his heavy footsteps.
"Yeah, Yi Feng, let's take a rest," Yun Yaoyao's face was equally pale as she spoke to Yi Feng ahead of them.
Although they, without cultivation, possessed much stronger bodies than ordinary people, their bodies couldn't hold on any longer without supplies.
"Alright, let's rest for fifteen minutes," Yi Feng, who was leading the way, nodded.
His brow furrowed as well.
He had expected that on this journey, they would occasionally encounter some wild beasts or suppressed demonic beasts with cultivation, which would at least ensure their provisions.
But in the past few days, they hadn't encountered a single living thing.
What appeared before them were only passages and stone walls, tormenting everyone's psyche.
The only comfort was that they still had enough drinking water, but without food, it wouldn't last long.
"We should continue," Yi Feng stood up after fifteen minutes and said to them.
Hearing this, the two individuals, who were about to fall asleep, wore bitter expressions as they looked at the figure in front of them, dressed in a white robe that even had a slight scholar-like aura. Their gazes were filled with complexity.
They couldn't understand.
Both of them, Martial Emperors, were on the verge of giving up, yet Yi Feng, as a mortal, possessed such great potential?
Especially Gu Wunian, licking his dry tongue, he weakly said, "Brother Yi, I really don't have the strength anymore. Maybe you two should go ahead."
"If you don't go, you'll die here," Yi Feng said seriously as he looked at him.
He also knew that lying down would be comfortable, but once they lay down, they wouldn't be able to get up again.
"But I truly don't have any strength left," Gu Wunian said with an unpleasant expression on his face.
"You two get up and keep going. I promise that half a day from now, you'll have something to eat," Yi Feng said firmly.
Upon hearing this, both Yun Yaoyao and Gu Wunian's eyes lit up with disbelief as they looked at Yi Feng.
"I promise."
Yi Feng nodded firmly.
Upon hearing this, Gu Wunian and Yun Yaoyao, not knowing where the power came from, got up and continued following Yi Feng on their journey.
And so, half a day passed by.
Just as Gu Wunian and Yun Yaoyao were about to collapse, Yi Feng paused and reached into his pocket, pulling out a piece of beef jerky.
He evenly divided it into three pieces.
"Brother Yi, you still have beef jerky?" Gu Wunian's eyes shimmered as he eagerly took the beef jerky and wolfed it down, even Yun Yaoyao next to him didn't hold back her manners.
After finishing, their complexion improved significantly.
"Brother Yi, where did you get this beef jerky?" Gu Wunian quickly asked again.
"This was what I had left over from before, but there's not much left now," Yi Feng took out another piece of beef jerky and said, "Only this piece remains."
As Gu Wunian looked at the beef jerky, he couldn't help but lick his lips and said expectantly, "Brother Yi, you're amazing. With this piece of beef jerky, we can probably hold on for a few more days."
Yun Yaoyao also glanced at Yi Feng.
A glimmer of hope appeared on her pretty face.
Time slowly passed.
Several more days went by.
Finally, they finished the last piece of beef jerky...
But they still hadn't returned to that grand hall.
"This time, we truly have no food left. Damn those monsters, we can't even find one. Let's give up," Gu Wunian said in a despairing tone, dragging his heavy steps.
Yun Yaoyao remained silent behind him, clearly feeling extremely negative.
"No need, we're almost at our destination," Yi Feng said to the two of them.
"Really?"
Both of them looked up at Yi Feng simultaneously.
Yi Feng nodded firmly, leading them onward.
Half a day later, they still hadn't reached the destination Yi Feng mentioned.
Gu Wunian and Yun Yaoyao could no longer walk, they had reached their absolute limit.
"I really can't go on anymore," Gu Wunian, pale-faced, half-knelt on the ground and weakly said.
Yun Yaoyao also wore a look of reluctance.
"Just half a day more, and we'll definitely arrive at our destination," Yi Feng said with determination, taking a sip of water.
"Brother Yi, I won't believe you anymore. I really can't go on," Gu Wunian shook his head and said, "I don't blame you. If you can still walk, then go by yourself."
Yun Yaoyao pursed her lips and raised her head, saying, "Then go by yourself."
"This time, I'm not lying to you. I've remembered the way here, just half a day more and we'll make it," Yi Feng said resolutely.
"Really?"
Both of them looked at Yi Feng skeptically.
"Really!"
"Follow me."
"If we really can't reach our destination in half a day, you can give up then," Yi Feng said.
The two exchanged a glance.
They gritted their teeth.
Fine.
They would hold on for half a day more.
If Yi Feng was wrong, then at most they would suffer for half a day longer before dying.
And so.
Under Yi Feng's persistence, they endured for half a day, and then another half a day.
Two days later, both of them, starving and famished, finally collapsed on the ground.
"Brother Yi, I won't believe you anymore. Today, I won't take another step," Gu Wunian said with resentment written all over his face.
"What about you?"
Yi Feng turned to Yun Yaoyao and asked.
Yun Yaoyao's face turned gloomy as she shook her head, apparently ready to give up.
However, Yi Feng smiled faintly.
"Look, what is this?" Yi Feng said.
Upon hearing his words, both of them quickly looked over.
They instantly found themselves standing before a massive palace.
The appearance of this palace filled them with hope, dispelling their previous despair.
After days of encountering nothing but walls of transmission stones, stumbling upon such a grand palace was an immense shock to them.
"Let's go, come with me inside for a look."
"This palace is connected to many passages, and I believe the opportunity to escape lies within."
Yi Feng spoke.
Upon hearing his words, both of them nodded solemnly, forgetting their fatigue and hunger, and followed Yi Feng into the palace.
"That old monster's urine almost scattered my soul. It took so many days to stabilize my spiritual state!"
In the darkness,
a figure opened its eyes.
"But compared to before, I am much weaker. I'm afraid I won't last many more years."
"Therefore, under these circumstances, I may have to lower my possession requirements."
"The test of the formation, let's cancel it!"
As he spoke,
he dispelled the formation in the palace.
"Next, as long as someone can enter this palace, I will possess them!"
A glimmer of hope reappeared in the figure's eyes.
After all, anyone who could reach this place under the suppression of cultivation would prove their exceptional aptitude through their own perseverance.
Even if they didn't rely on perseverance and arrived here by luck, it would still indicate their good fortune.
Therefore, no matter what, he wouldn't possess someone unworthy.
"Huh?"
"Is there movement?"
"Has someone arrived?"
"Ahaha!"
"It seems I am truly fortunate. Just as I lowered my requirements, someone has come knocking on my door."
"In that case, I won't hold back."
With a roar in his heart, he transformed into an invisible figure within the palace, charging directly towards the newcomer.
Strike first, strike hard.
Not giving the newcomer any chance to react, he swiftly possessed them.

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"

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.”