"What a stench!"
Nine flying insects streaked across the sky like meteors. One of them urgently transmitted a message to the others:
"Don't act rashly."
"This person easily defeated three of you. He must be one of the supreme masters on this island. There can't be many like him here, so let's avoid him for now."
The leader telepathically ordered the group: "Once we gather the intelligence, we can deal with him later!"
"Understood!"
Everyone nodded and changed course to bypass Lu DaSheng.
After avoiding Lu DaSheng, the nine flying insects hovered in midair.
"Remember my orders. Split up to gather intelligence."
"Then rendezvous at the southern shore of the island before we all retreat together."
"Disperse!"
At the leader's command, eight flying insects immediately scattered, splitting into pairs to approach the island from all directions.
"Ninth Brother, I feel like our defense is invincible!" Eighth Brother chatted as he and Ninth Brother flew close to the water's surface.
"Indeed. In our current state, even if the boss attacked us with full force, he couldn't harm us at all!"
"Ah, if only we had been in this state when facing that manure carrier. Tenth Brother wouldn't have died."
"Yeah, that's true."
"Once we've gathered the intelligence, we'll avenge Tenth Brother."
The two conversed as they flew along.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Ninth Brother let out a surprised exclamation. "Eighth Brother, look quick! There's a fish in the water right below us!"
Eighth Brother glanced down dismissively. "It's just a small fish. It's not like it could become a spirit or something. Don't worry about it; landing on the island is more important."
But no sooner had he finished speaking than the carp leapt out of the water and swallowed Ninth Brother in one gulp.
"What the hell?"
"Ninth Brother?"
Eighth Brother cried out in shock.
The next moment, a pair of bulging fish eyes surfaced, staring at him.
Those eyes instantly filled Eighth Brother with terror.
The carp jumped up again, swallowing him in one bite.
Even as he died, he couldn't understand how an ordinary little carp had managed to devour him.
...
"I thought this island might have some traps, but it seems too easy!"
"We've landed without any trouble at all."
Meanwhile, Elder Six and Elder Seven had successfully reached the island. They hovered near a tree on the shore, observing their surroundings.
At that moment, they sensed something watching them.
They turned to look.
They spotted a small chameleon perched on the tree, its round eyes rotating to stare at them.
"Hah!"
"Does this little creature think it can eat us?"
Elder Six sneered at the sight. "Little one, we're not your food. Even if you want to eat us, I doubt you could digest us."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tongue shot out.
The two brothers were still laughing when the tongue tightly bound them and pulled them into the chameleon's mouth in one swift motion.
The chameleon rotated its 360-degree eyes, as if rolling them, then settled down on the tree to sleep.
...
"Smack!"
"Fifth Brother!"
In another area, Fourth Brother and Fifth Brother had just landed on the island when they encountered an old woman resting in the shade of a tree. With one swing of her mosquito swatter, she knocked Fifth Brother to the ground.
Before he could recover, the old woman stepped on him.
She ground her foot a bit more.
"There are so many bugs under this tree. I'm not resting here anymore," she grumbled unhappily before waddling away, muttering complaints.
Staring at Fifth Brother, who had been crushed into a pulp with his innards spilling out, Fourth Brother's eyes bulged in disbelief.
He felt his scalp tingling with shock.
What the hell?
What... what was going on?
Weren't they supposed to have invincible defenses?
How could an old woman crush one of them into a pancake with a single step!?
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
+【Epic Battles!】 "Your Highness, they say Linxi Temple is miraculous. Won’t you make a wish?" "A wish? It should be making wishes to me." "That may be so, but since you’re already here..." "..." "Fine. Then grant this princess a consort to play with." "He must be obedient, devoted, and utterly infatuated with my body—so much so that he’d kneel and kiss my feet." "Your Highness, that’s not a consort. That’s a dog." "Then add clever, witty, heroic, ambitious yet pragmatic..." "Hmm, that’s enough for now. I’ll add more later." After tossing out these words half in jest, Princess Anle departed the temple—only to catch a fleeting glimpse of the Bodhisattva statue smiling at her. Meanwhile, Yang An, fresh out of university, was having a very bad day. Good news: He’d transmigrated into another world with a cheat granting tenfold combat power. Bad news: He’d immediately fallen into the clutches of a certain villainess. Good news: Said villainess possessed peerless beauty and royal status. Bad news: She was absolutely monstrous!!! In the frozen wilderness, Yang An knelt beneath Qin Guo’er’s feet, drenched in sweat despite the cold. Desperately clutching her porcelain-perfect foot—the very one poised to crush his throat—he could only think: How do I survive this?! Need answers NOW!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
