Ning XuanWu.
Yao Ling'er closed her eyes to cultivate, but her mind was always restless. She kept feeling that something was about to happen.
Thinking of this, she went before Ning XuanWu and respectfully said, "Master, I keep feeling that we were somewhat rash this time."
Ning XuanWu, who was cultivating with closed eyes, opened his eyes and looked at Yao Ling'er.
"Speak your mind!"
"Yes, Master."
Yao Ling'er frowned and said, "Previously, we guessed that the expert in Pingjiang City was just an illusion cast by Qingshan Sect. That's why we directly sent Fellow Cultivators Chu Wuchen and Chu Wuxin to investigate."
"However, those two are always straightforward. With their temperaments, they may directly confront the expert."
"If the expert is truly an illusion as we guessed, there would be no issue. But if..."
At this point, Yao Ling'er's gaze fell upon Ning XuanWu.
As expected.
Ning XuanWu's eyes suddenly glinted.
He immediately realized the gravity of the situation. If what Wu Jie said was true, and the expert was not an illusion by Qingshan Sect, then Chu Wuchen and Chu Wuxin confronting him directly...
Just think about it. A person who could forge those divine weapons was certainly no ordinary man. With just Chu Wuchen and Chu Wuxin, how could they be a match?
"So Master, I think it's better to let your disciple personally go down the mountain to investigate!" Yao Ling'er softly said.
"Go!"
Ning XuanWu waved his hand. After Yao Ling'er left, he wanted to continue his cultivation in seclusion, but recalling Yao Ling'er's words, he also found it hard to calm his mind.
Under the cover of night, at dawn, Yao Ling'er had already rushed back to Pingjiang City.
Unlike Chu Wuchen's style, she directly went to a tavern and grabbed someone to ask about the news.
In recent days, aside from the few remaining minor martial sects in Pingjiang City, all the other martial sects had been slaughtered.
After a little thought, Yao Ling'er knew the issue lay with those few minor martial sects. With her abilities, investigating them would be extremely easy.
Meanwhile, Yi Feng was spending a leisurely night out on the town with Zhong Qing. Only when the sun was high up in the sky did the two lazily return to the martial sect.
"Wang Cai, Wang Cai, I've brought back some tasty treats for you."
Yi Feng took out a package and threw it to Ao Qing. Ao Qing ran over, but he wasn't thinking about eating. Rather, he was thinking of a way to report yesterday's events to Yi Feng.
Seeing Ao Qing's apparent disinterest in the food, Yi Feng was puzzled at first. But he quickly realized the answer.
At the entrance, there was a white bone!
It must be something the dog had stolen from somewhere. Based on how the meat had been completely gnawed off, it was obvious.
Aside from that, Yi Feng also discovered a torn rag on the front hall floor. It was probably also dragged back by the dog from some trash heap.
Sigh!
Yi Feng didn't reprimand him. Having raised a Samoyed in his past life, he knew this was nothing. This Wang Cai was quite obedient for not having torn down his house.
"Alright, take this bone away!"
Yi Feng waved his hand at Ao Qing and instructed.
Ao Qing was taken aback.
Seeing Yi Feng's attitude, he didn't seem to care about the bone at all.
That wasn't right...
At the very least, there should have been some reaction after an attack on the doorstep, right?
Could it be he already knew about yesterday's events?
Thinking of this, Ao Qing gave Yi Feng a meaningful look. The more he interacted with this man, the more unfathomable he found him!
At the same time, he also recalled that he was only able to witness that scene yesterday because his senior had arranged it.
He hadn't forgotten Yi Feng's specific instructions before leaving.
Thinking of this, Ao Qing was extremely frightened in hindsight. If it really was the case, it showed this senior was giving him a warning!
If he didn't listen, this could also be his fate.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly picked up the bone in his mouth to dispose of it.
Seeing the obedient dog, Yi Feng nodded in satisfaction. He casually picked up the rag from the floor and called out to Zhong Qing, "My disciple, it's been a long time since we cleaned the house. Use this rag to wipe down everywhere inside and outside, including the pillars and signboard at the entrance."
"Yes, Master."
Zhong Qing respectfully obeyed.
At the same time, a charming figure landed at the entrance of the martial sect, taking in everything that transpired.
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
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.
【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.”
