"Very good."
From beneath the black robe.
Just a simple sentence.
But after this sentence fell.
The gravity in the entire room suddenly increased ten thousandfold.
"Boom!"
Almost instantly, the White-robed Youth, who had just been smiling, changed expression dramatically. His legs, unable to withstand the absolute gravity, exploded into shreds of flesh.
"Aaagh..."
Having lost both legs, the upper body of the youth collapsed directly onto the ground.
A piercing scream echoed, heart-wrenching.
His crippled body lay on the floor, unable to move at all, as if ten thousand mountains were pressing down on him.
Then, the youth saw the Black Robed Man's finger flick lightly.
Following this, the hand gripping his immortal sword unexpectedly burst into a rain of blood.
"Aaaah!!!!"
Another agonizing scream erupted from his mouth, the pain causing cold sweat to break out all over his body.
That power just now...
He was actually, actually unable to resist it!
"Who exactly are you?"
The youth, lying on the ground, raised his head and asked with a face full of hatred.
The Black Robed Man did not speak.
He merely looked down at him.
And it was precisely this silent demeanor that made the youth feel chilled to the bone.
"Young Master, there seems to be some commotion in the room. Are you alright?" Just then, Elder Luo's inquiring voice came from outside the door.
Hearing this voice, the youth's eyes lit up, as if grasping at a lifeline.
"Elder Luo, save me."
He used all his strength to shout as loudly as he could.
As soon as the words fell, the door behind him suddenly burst open.
It was Elder Luo rushing in.
Upon entering, he saw the youth lying on the ground like a cicada pupa, with both legs and one hand destroyed. Elder Luo's face changed dramatically.
"Young Master, what happened!"
"Him, it's all him. Quickly, kill him for me. I want him to go to hell!"
Seeing Elder Luo in front of him, the youth pointed his only remaining hand at the Black Robed Man before him, his voice hysterical with rage.
"How dare you harm the Young Master, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you will die!"
Elder Luo instantly drew his sword.
This sword strike.
The sword intent alone turned the entire room into a vacuum.
And the sword in his hand was a Mid-level Immortal Artifact.
Clearly.
This attack was a killing move, without any reservation.
Evidently, Elder Luo also knew that for this Black Robed Man to have reduced a youth of the Reincarnation Immortal Realm to such a state right under his nose, he must be an supreme expert.
However.
What neither of them expected was that, facing this powerful sword strike, the Black Robed Man didn't even turn around, merely raising his right palm.
From the black robe, a single stark white finger bone emerged.
With a light flick.
"Ding!"
The finger bone struck the sword blade, and Elder Luo's long sword emitted a melodious ring.
Then it suddenly shattered into pieces.
It didn't end there. After shattering the long sword, the force of this finger flick hadn't dissipated, but propagated to Elder Luo's hand, causing his entire palm to explode.
"What?"
This scene.
It made their hair stand on end.
Intense fear rose from the depths of their hearts.
Elder Luo's strength at the Star Immortal Realm, combined with the full power of a Mid-level Immortal Artifact, was actually negated by a single finger flick.
It even directly shattered the Mid-level Immortal Artifact into pieces?
This kind of power simply overturned their understanding.
"Young Master, run quickly!"
Elder Luo cried out in terror.
Instantly realizing he was no match for this Black Robed Man, ignoring his body's backlash from the destroyed immortal artifact, he leaped to the youth's side and scooped him up with one arm.
The youth, cradled in Elder Luo's arms, also activated his ultimate life-saving treasure with his remaining hand.
The Transmission Golden Wheel.
A flash of golden light.
The two vanished from the spot.
In an instant, they were speeding through a spatial passage via the Transmission Golden Wheel.
【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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
