Just as he was about to seek revenge on the old woman, he suddenly noticed a rooster eyeing him from the side. With its comb raised and eyes reddened, it charged at him with a series of clucks.
The rooster's head swooped down.
Fourth Brother's eyes widened.
A sharp pain shot through him as he realized half his body was gone.
Looking up, he saw that the rooster had pecked away half of him.
Having tasted something delicious, the rooster clucked incessantly, then lowered its head again, and Fourth Brother's other half vanished as well.
...
But the most unfortunate of all were Second Brother and Third Brother.
Zhong Qing had just moved a stool to the riverbank, preparing to admire the Twin Peaks Mountain landscape. He had barely lit a coil of mosquito repellent, an invention of Yi Feng's from the past, when the two rushed over.
They had only been exposed to a tiny whiff of smoke.
Yet both insects met their demise instantly.
...
At this moment, the leader of the group, the Man, also landed on the island.
After landing, he found a dark spot and huddled there.
"This island is indeed extraordinary," he thought.
Recalling what had just happened, he still felt a lingering fear.
Because he had been discovered by someone.
It was a young boy of just a few years old, still wearing open-crotch pants, who had spotted him immediately. The child reached out with both hands, trying to catch him.
The boy babbled foolishly, "Catch the little flying bug, catch the little flying bug."
The two struggled for a long time.
The Man employed his fastest speed, exerting tremendous effort to finally escape from the child's grasp.
"A child?" he thought to himself.
"Hmph, only a fool would believe you're just a child."
"Casually wielding spatial powers, you're probably not much different from that manure carrier."
"If I were deceived by your appearance, I'd be an idiot. You're likely an ancient monster who has lived for many years!"
"If it weren't for my cunning, I might have truly been fooled by your exterior and fallen into your trap."
"If that manure carrier was the first level of challenge on this island, then this child must be the second level!"
The Man smirked.
"Though I was targeted by this child, it undoubtedly drew away the fire."
"I assume Second Brother, Third Brother, and the other brothers have successfully landed on the island by now!"
"Very well, I don't necessarily need to investigate personally. I just need to keep this child's attention, preventing him from dealing with the others, giving them enough time to gather intelligence. That's not a bad strategy."
With this in mind, the Man began to regulate his breathing.
Over the next few days, the Man would occasionally appear before the child, attracting his attempts to capture him, thus buying time for his brothers.
After a full three days, the Man finally breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his face.
"Excellent."
"The expert disguised as a child on the island has indeed had his attention drawn by me."
"But as the saying goes, 'The way is one foot high, the devil ten feet high.' You've ultimately been outmaneuvered by me. If I'm not mistaken, the others have successfully gathered the intelligence and are waiting for me on the southern shore."
"That being the case, I should go meet up with them!"
The Man, maintaining a cautious mindset, endured countless hardships.
He finally reached the southern shore.
The southern shore was a vast square, deserted during the day.
Of course, his brothers weren't there either.
In fact, there wasn't a single soul to be seen.
"What's going on?" he wondered.
"Could something have happened to them?"
"No, impossible!"
"That powerful expert disguised as a child has been kept occupied by me. They couldn't have encountered any danger."
"Yes, they'll be back soon."
"Wait, I'll just wait!"
He had complete confidence in his brothers.
However, for safety's sake, he squeezed into a crevice in the cliff, keeping a close watch on his surroundings, waiting for his brothers to arrive.
He waited.
Until evening came.
His brothers hadn't shown up, but a large group of women arrived instead.
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】
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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!
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.”
