This time, the descent of spiritual fortune dealt an unprecedented blow to the Destroyer of the World and the Cloud Top King.
It took them a long while to recover from the shock.
But before they could figure out why such a thing had happened, an aide rushed in with an urgent report.
"Your Majesties, the Destroyer of the World, Wu Tian is alive again!"
"Not only is he alive, according to our spies, his power seems to have grown even stronger than before, as if he has awakened some sort of undying physique."
"And he has launched another fierce attack on the Cloud Top Empire, already capturing ten of our cities!"
This news almost made the two of them faint again.
Especially the Cloud Top King, who nearly coughed up a mouthful of old blood.
And the two finally understood why the spiritual fortune had changed so dramatically - it was because of Wu Tian.
They had heard of the undying physique before.
It was a legendary physique, a true heavenly prodigy, and they understood that one with such a physique would grow stronger each time they died and came back to life.
"No wonder a mere king of a small empire could have such an impact on spiritual fortune. It turns out he possesses this physique," the Cloud Top King said with narrowed eyes and a gloomy voice.
"Hmph, so what? This man must die, and we must reclaim the lost spiritual fortune," the Destroyer of the World said with a cold expression.
"Indeed."
"Although he has an undying physique, he is not truly immortal. As long as we attack with enough force, he can still be destroyed beyond recovery!" the Cloud Top King roared.
Time passed.
Half a month went by in a blink of an eye.
During this half-month, news of Wu Tian's empire attacking the Cloud Top Empire had spread throughout the entire virtual realm.
No one in the virtual realm had imagined that the small Wu Tian Empire would dare attack the Cloud Top Empire.
At the same time, during this half-month period.
The Destroyer of the World struck at Wu Tian again.
And this time, unlike the last, he unleashed his strongest attack, shattering Wu Tian's body into pieces.
However.
What he did not expect was that Wu Tian came back to life once more, with even greater power than before.
As Wu Tian's strength grew stronger and stronger, the entire border of the Cloud Top Empire was swallowed up by Wu Tian's empire.
And because of Wu Tian's growing power, the Fortune Immortal Pillar descended once again.
This made the Destroyer of the World and the Cloud Top King even more restless.
Thinking that perhaps the force used to kill Wu Tian was still not enough, this time the Destroyer of the World and the Cloud Top King joined forces and personally took action, launching an extremely powerful assault to kill Wu Tian.
The two unleashed all sorts of skills and abilities upon Wu Tian in a wild barrage.
But just when they thought they had finally eliminated their great enemy, Wu Tian's body reorganized itself, and he was revived with an explosive increase in power.
"What do we do, what do we do?"
Sitting beside the Fortune Immortal Pillar, looking at the dwindling spiritual fortune, the two were at their wits' end.
They dared not lay a hand on Wu Tian again.
For they feared that if they killed him a few more times, neither of them would be a match for him anymore.
"How should I know what to do?"
The Cloud Top King clutched his head frantically and howled, "Just yesterday, a messenger inquired about the status of the Fortune Immortal Pillar, and I dared not tell him the truth."
"Indeed, we cannot tell the truth. If the messenger finds out that in a few months, not only have we failed to increase the Fortune Immortal Pillar, but it has descended so much, he will surely have us killed," the Destroyer of the World said with an equally troubled expression.
"So for now, we must quickly come up with a solution!"
The Cloud Top King said with a haggard expression.
"Since we cannot deal with Wu Tian for the time being, I suggest we leave him be for now. After all, your Cloud Top Empire is vast, and even if he attacks for half a year, he cannot reach the imperial capital," the Destroyer of the World said. "So let us focus our efforts on recovering the spiritual fortune. Once we have recovered it somewhat, we can explain the situation to the messenger and request that he personally deal with Wu Tian."
The Cloud Top King gritted his teeth.
Although he was reluctant to let Wu Tian go unchecked for the time being, given the current state of the Fortune Immortal Pillar, they did not even have the courage to ask the messenger for help.
At this juncture.
It seemed they could only follow the Destroyer of the World's suggestion.
With that, the Cloud Top King took out the Guiding Celestial Book and frowned.
"According to the guidance, the other ways to increase spiritual fortune are not easy and require careful planning. In any case, it will take quite some time," the Cloud Top King sighed.
The Destroyer of the World frowned as well.
They did not have that much time to wait and plan.
Ideally, they needed to recover the spiritual fortune before the messenger's next descent.
"Ah?"
Just as the two were at their wits' end, the Cloud Top King suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "Since we can recover the spiritual fortune lost due to Wu Tian by killing him, what about the Yellow Sky Behemoth from before?"
The Destroyer of the World immediately understood, his eyes lighting up.
Although Wu Tian had later suffered an accident, that was because he possessed an undying physique, allowing him to grow stronger each time he died and came back to life.
But the Yellow Sky Behemoth did not have such an undying physique.
Once it was killed, it was dead for good.
And with the Yellow Sky Behemoth's death, wouldn't the spiritual fortune lost because of it be recovered?
This was a significant amount of spiritual fortune.
And it would be much easier to accomplish than starting a new plan from scratch.
"Good, I will immediately issue orders for all forces to search for the whereabouts of the Yellow Sky Behemoth."
"As soon as we find its location, we will personally take action and kill it."
"Excellent!"
The Destroyer of the World nodded solemnly.
With this solution in mind, the dark clouds finally began to lift from the two's expressions.
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
【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.)
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?!
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.”
