After being scolded by Yi Feng, the disciples dispersed with unpleasant and complex expressions on their faces.
"It seems we need to double our efforts!" Su Yunyun sighed.
"Yes, our master scolded us for our own good. He just wants us to excel and become outstanding. We mustn't blame our master," Li Jin added with emotion.
"Senior brother, there's no need to say that. How could we ever blame our master?"
"Exactly! Moreover, our master's scolding came at the right time. I was getting a bit too proud and complacent with my previous insights. But now, thanks to our master's scolding, I've suddenly awakened," another disciple chimed in.
"Anyway, we must redouble our efforts and not disappoint our master's expectations. We must rid ourselves of the title of 'mediocre.'"
"You're right."
Su Yunyun's pupils contracted as she continued, "Even if we can't catch up to our master's level, at the very least, we should be able to catch up to Senior Brother. Just look at how he unleashes waves of formidable power with each strike, cutting, hacking, and slashing. I wonder when we'll reach that level!"
Li Jin joined in, "Yes, and Second Senior Brother's 'Guo Path' technique has already reached the pinnacle of perfection. If he were to release all his clones, I'm afraid the population of the Immortal River Continent would double. Apart from our master, there are probably very few people in this world who could kill him."
"Brothers, let's work twice as hard!"
"Yeah, let's do it!"
"Next, I'm going to spend twelve hours a day immersed in the Scripture Repository."
"Me too. I want to finish reading this 'Heaven-Encompassing Record' as soon as possible."
As they watched the disciples who had just finished their conversation, one by one immersing themselves in the Scripture Repository, Yi Feng sighed and held his head in disbelief.
"What a bunch of wastrels."
They were beyond redemption!!!
...
In the midst of chaos,
The Destroyer of the World slowly opened his eyes.
"My lord."
A silver-masked man approached and knelt respectfully.
"How long has it been?" the Destroyer of the World asked indifferently.
"My lord, it has been one month," the silver-masked man replied respectfully.
"One month..."
A faint smile appeared on the Destroyer of the World's lips.
According to his calculations, in one month's time, there should have been more people in the Hall of Chaos. If luck was on his side, there would be a dozen or more awakenings during this period. Even if luck was a bit worse and there were fewer awakenings, there should still be a significant increase in numbers.
And so, the Destroyer of the World slowly rose.
Transforming into an ethereal spirit, he walked out of the Hall of Chaos with joy in his heart.
His gaze swept across the room.
But when the faces of all the meditating individuals imprinted themselves in his mind, the Destroyer of the World's expression immediately turned dark.
"What... what's going on?"
He almost roared in anger.
Not only had there been no increase in the number of people within the pillars of light, but...
But one of them had actually disappeared!
And what infuriated him the most was that the missing person belonged to the red pillar of light.
That was his most important chess piece!
With a darkened face, he transmitted a powerful message to Zang Yi.
Zang Yi, who was in deep concentration within the red pillar of light, raised his head and revealed a fervent expression.
Did the Destroyer of the World call for him again?
After informing his fellow brothers, Zang Yi followed the Destroyer of the World's orders and entered the inner depths of the chaos.
"Zang Yi."
"Greetings, my lord."
Zang Yi respectfully bowed.
"Very well."
"No need to be so formal."
A gentle force lifted Zang Yi slightly, and then a voice of destruction echoed from the chaos: "Zang Yi, how come one of your five brothers is missing?"
Upon hearing this, Zang Yi's expression changed slightly, and he quickly bit his lip and said, "Reporting to the Destroyer of the World, my fifth brother has some personal matters to attend to outside, so he will return soon after dealing with them."
"That's good," the Destroyer of the World said gently. "But during this period, try not to wander around too much. The opening of the Immortal River Chaos Monument is less than a year away. If you can't make it by then, you will miss a great opportunity. This chance comes once in a thousand years."
"Yes, thank you for your concern, Destroyer of the World. I will send someone to inform my fifth brother and ask him to return as soon as possible," Zang Yi respectfully replied.
"Very well."
After Zang Yi left, the Destroyer of the World walked out of the chaos again, narrowing his eyes. Although the missing person had been accounted for, the fact that the number of awakened individuals hadn't increased in a month made his expression unsightly.
"Don't worry, my lord. This is originally a probabilistic event, and there is no specific time for awakening. Currently, there are fewer awakened individuals, but as time goes by, more will awaken," a masked man knelt on the ground, respectfully speaking.
"Very well!"
The Destroyer of the World nodded.
A month had passed, and the number of people in the Great Chaos Hall had not increased. Perhaps that was the reason. There was no need to pay too much attention to it. After all, if there was no increase in a month, it would be better to focus and wait for the next month. Two hundred and thirty-four people with predetermined fates were present. Time would come, and they would all be active.
On the other side, Zang Yi returned to the Great Chaos Hall.
"Big brother, what's wrong? What did the Destroyer of the World want with you?" the other brothers quickly asked.
"It's about our fifth brother," Zang Yi furrowed his brow and said, "From the conversation with the Destroyer of the World, I could tell that he appreciates all five of us. It's just that this youngest brother of ours really causes a lot of worry!"
As he said this, Zang Yi let out a heavy sigh.
Then he continued, "Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, our youngest brother grew up with us since childhood. We shouldn't judge him based on his youthful and impulsive behavior. We should never let him go astray. The chance to go to the Immortal River Chaos Monument comes once in a thousand years. We must bring him back."
"Big brother, you're right. We can't just watch our youngest brother like this."
"Yes, it's such a great opportunity!"
"As older brothers, we should help him."
The other brothers echoed one after another, agreeing with Zang Yi's thoughts.
"Then, which one of you will go and bring him back?" Zang Yi looked at his brothers and said.
"Big brother, let me go!" Zang Si said firmly. "I will definitely bring our youngest brother back in one piece."
"Good, Zang Si, it's up to you then," Zang Yi said with relief. "But remember, you have the closest relationship with our youngest brother. You mustn't fall under his influence and become just like him."
"Big brother, what are you saying? How could I be like our youngest brother?"
Zang Si smiled, patted his chest, and said, "You all wait here for my good news. I will be back with our youngest brother very soon!"
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
