Soon, the mere Pingjiang City was no longer enough for Yi Feng to showcase his prowess.
Conveniently, he still had a hundred disciples who could spread his teachings.
A hundred people going to a hundred places, and the people in those hundred places spreading it to others.
Wouldn't his name then resound throughout the entire Immortal River Continent in no time?
Yi Feng couldn't hide his smile.
He couldn't help it; he was just that shallow.
The most important thing now was to decide what title to give himself for them to spread.
Wind and Cloud Great Hero, Master of the Heavens? Too vulgar, that wouldn't do.
Number One Under Heaven, Invincible Loner? Too cliché, that wouldn't work either.
Even as everyone arrived at the Heaven and Earth Sect, Yi Feng still hadn't come up with a resounding title worthy of himself.
Just then, he saw Wu Yonghong and the others coming out of the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Yi Feng glanced at Wu Yonghong and his companions. Since he had taken in the three of them, the once-gaunt old men now wanted for nothing in food and clothing, had become quite plump, and looked much healthier.
"Old Wu!" he called out, "Where are you off to?"
Wu Yonghong, followed by Sun Zhuge and Chu Kuangshi, quickly bowed upon seeing Yi Feng, "Greetings, Master. We're going to purchase some supplies needed for the sect."
"Hmm, you all seem to be doing well lately," Yi Feng said, then sighed, "Unlike me, I've been unable to sleep day and night, quite troubled."
"Master's diligence is admirable," the three responded.
"Ah, my troubles... you mortals, never mind, you wouldn't understand," Yi Feng said, clasping his hands behind his back, raising his chin, and shaking his head at the sky.
"Indeed," Wu Yonghong agreed.
Yi Feng frowned, "You're supposed to ask what troubles me."
"Uh..." Wu Yonghong stuttered, "What troubles you?"
A gentle breeze blew across the mountain, ruffling Yi Feng's bangs. He tossed his hair, looking melancholic and helpless, "The troubles of being unrivaled under heaven."
"I see," Wu Yonghong responded.
Behind him, Chu Kuangshi tugged at Wu Yonghong's sleeve.
Suddenly remembering something, he jerked his head up and stumbled backward, bumping into Chu Kuangshi and Sun Zhuge, causing them to retreat as well.
The three stared at Yi Feng with wide, incredulous eyes!
"M-m-m-master, you've achieved invincibility under heaven?!" He had almost forgotten Pork Rong's earlier warning!
"When did Master achieve this invincibility?!"
"Ah! Invincible under heaven! I've never seen such a thing!" Chu Kuangshi retreated even further, his legs giving way as he knelt, "Master's great talent!"
Yi Feng was very satisfied with their reaction.
"At least you have some insight," Yi Feng nodded, "No need to be so shocked, it's quite normal."
"Oh right, gather all my disciples back here. I want to hold a grand sect meeting."
"Yes, Master!"
As Wu Yonghong acknowledged the order, Yi Feng soared into the air.
Having flown every day for some time now, he had long since mastered the art of flight. He moved with practiced ease and fluidity.
Wu Yonghong and the others were left standing there, watching as he vanished in an instant.
They let out a sigh of relief.
"Thankfully, Pork Rong came to warn us. Otherwise, we might have displeased the Master," Wu Yonghong wiped the sweat from his brow, still feeling the aftershocks.
"Indeed, it seems the Master was quite pleased with our reaction just now," Chu Kuangshi replied.
"Let's quickly use the jade slips to summon the Master's disciples back," Sun Zhuge suggested.
Upon returning to the main hall, Yi Feng hastily pulled out his copy of "Cultivation Levels of the Immortal River Continent."
With the disciples returning soon for the sect meeting, he wanted to see if there were any other skills the Martial Emperor had maxed out.
Mere flight was no longer impressive enough.
When he first obtained the Martial Emperor cultivation, he had only briefly noticed that it was the highest level on the Immortal River Continent.
Now, looking closer, he discovered that even among Martial Emperors, there were different levels.
First Life —
Second Life —
...
Yi Feng's smile grew wider as he read on.
The further down he went, the higher his smile curled.
Tenth Life —
After weathering the Heavenly Tribulation, a Tenth Life Martial Emperor is equivalent to a human immortal.
Seeing this, Yi Feng's grin nearly reached the back of his neck.
The system had said he was at the highest level, so he must be at the Tenth Life.
He might not even need to go through the Heavenly Tribulation.
Goodness, he was already equivalent to a human immortal.
Yi Feng could no longer contain himself, "Hahaha, I'm a god now! Hahaha! I'm equivalent to a god!!!"
Yi Feng laughed wildly, hugging the "Cultivation Levels of the Immortal River Continent" and kissing it repeatedly, "Good system, you're truly my dear father!"
Yi Feng threw his head back in laughter, and in his excitement, he flipped through the pages of the Immortal River Continent, "Wow, I don't even need to go through the Heavenly Tribulation!"
"Hahaha, let me see what other benefits there are!"
"Summoned by the Immortal Realm, hahaha, ha..." As his gaze swept over the last line, Yi Feng's laughter came to an abrupt halt, "Huh?"
"Summoned by the Immortal Realm?"
What was that?
Yi Feng leaned in close, his face almost touching the page.
He read aloud, word by word: "Tenth Life Martial Emperor is the highest level in the Immortal River Continent. Upon reaching this level, one will be summoned by the Immortal Realm."
He read slowly and carefully, word by word.
"Must... enter... the... Immortal... Realm... within... one... year."
"Otherwise, one will be... rejected... by... the... Heavenly... Dao, and... soul... and... spirit... will... dissipate."
"Note: Human... Immortal... is... the... lowest... level... in... the... Immortal... Realm..."
"Snap!"
Yi Feng abruptly closed the book, then tightly shut his eyes and took a deep breath.
He must have read it wrong, surely he had read it wrong.
【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.)
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.”
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
