Not only were there no people, there wasn't even anything on the island.
He was full of puzzlement.
Also full of confusion.
It also made him extremely uncomfortable!
Vowing to bring over a divine soul to figure out Yi Feng and the others' identities and strengths all at once, yet discovering that there wasn't even a single hair on the island.
This was like exerting all his strength only to punch a wad of cotton.
What made him even more uncomfortable was that since the divine soul didn't have a physical body or consciousness, no matter how strong it was, it feared wind and rain.
At that moment, the rain was pouring down harder and harder, accompanied by gusting winds that made Su Xuanjun shiver all over.
This feeling was like being stark naked on an frozen-over lake in minus 30 degree winter weather, the bone-piercing cold simply couldn't be described in words.
At the same time, this unpleasant feeling was directly transmitted to Su Xuanjun's body back in the Immortal Realm.
The most damn annoying thing was that there wasn't even any shelter from the rain on the island, so Su Xuanjun could only stand there freezing.
"Endure it."
"What's a little pain like this worth."
"Besides, it doesn't matter if they're not here for the moment, after all my divine soul can last a whole day, I refuse to believe I can't wait for them to come back in that time."
Having said that, he then gritted his teeth and squatted down in a spot.
After speaking, he couldn't help but shudder again.
Dongsheng Zhou.
Tianwu Square.
This square was built with funds raised by Dongsheng's sects in the past as a gathering place, basically any major events in Dongsheng, sect exchanges, and other such matters would be held here.
At this moment in Tianwu Square, it was divided into seven or eight camps with a few dozen people standing there. These seven or eight camps represented Dongsheng Zhou's seven or eight top powers.
While waiting, they started talking amongst themselves.
"Why would the Central Continent's major sects suddenly want to come to our Dongsheng?"
"Yeah, it really is puzzling, they even sent advance notice for us to welcome them, but we don't know what matter this is about at all."
"Who knows, just wait patiently, we'll find out when they get here."
"Right, even if we're not familiar with them, since they're the Central Continent's major sects, we can't be negligent, after all the powers over there aren't ones our Dongsheng can afford to provoke."
While they were talking and waiting, a massive aura suddenly came from the sky outside.
"They're here."
The welcoming crowd looked up one after another.
Then they saw seven green-robed men transform into seven rays of light flying over here, before landing in front of the crowd.
"Greetings, seniors from the Central Continent."
Upon seeing these seven men, the representatives welcoming them from Dongsheng bowed, with apprehension in their eyes.
It had to be said, these masters who came from the Central Continent were truly strong!
The six men behind at the very least had eight or nine levels of the Martial Emperor realm, and the man leading them made it so they couldn't even see his depth.
The green-robed man from the Central Continent leading them nodded expressionlessly, then let his gaze fall onto Dongsheng's welcoming representatives.
His complexion involuntarily sank.
"Are the people of Dongsheng Zhou this weak?"
"The ones welcoming us are actually a bunch of Martial Saints, the strongest just being a second level Martial Emperor?"
"Where are your sect leaders?"
An invisible pressure bore down on the crowd as the leading green-robed man let out a heavy voice.
The Dongsheng crowd immediately broke out in cold sweat, lowering their heads to stammer: "Seniors, apologies, our sect leaders have gone missing recently, so, so..."
"Yes, yes, yes, our sect leader also said he was just going out for two days but still hasn't come back after almost a month."
"Right, our sect leader too."
"If the sect leaders aren't here, shouldn't the elders still be around?" the green-robed man spoke heavily again, "Could it be you're the elders? But for an entire continent's major sect, the elders should at least be six level Martial Emperors, right?"
"Um, we're indeed not elders."
"To be honest, our elders have...also gone missing."
"Right, our elders also went missing."
They lowered their heads as they spoke one by one.
"Hmph."
"Nonsense."
The leading man immediately grew angry.
"It might make some sense for one or two sects' leaders to go missing, but for all your sects' leaders and elders to collectively disappear, are you fooling with me?"
"Or do you look down on me?"
His heavy voice rang out, the pressure forcing the crowd to keep their heads down.
But the Dongsheng crowd was on the verge of tears.
They really weren't lying, their sects' leaders and elders had truly gone out the door with no contact afterward.
They were also extremely anxious over this matter, not knowing what to do.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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.
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.)
