Suddenly.
He opened his eyes.
He turned his gaze toward the formation that was still operating nearby, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Haven't the nine lords returned yet?"
Just as he finished speaking, he heard chirping sounds near his ear.
He turned his head.
Only then did he discover that somehow, a swallow's nest had been built on his shoulder, and the droppings from the baby swallows covered his neck.
But instead of being angry, the World Ender was delighted.
Swallows building a nest.
A good omen indeed.
"Does this mean the nine lords are about to return?"
His face lit up with joy.
Hope rekindled in his eyes, which had been filled with despair.
"I'll wait no matter what."
Determination flashed in his eyes as he clenched his fist.
...
Speaking of Jiang Zhi.
After setting up the teleportation formation, she finally chose this day to return to the Eternal Immortal Continent.
"My Lord, you want to return during this time?"
Jiang Shang said with a grave expression: "We've received news that Zeng Rentu has married the daughter of the Desolate Immortal Continent Lord. Not only is Huang Qinglian in the Eternal Immortal Continent right after their wedding, but even the Desolate Immortal Continent Lord himself is still there!"
"Going there now would be like walking into a tiger's den!"
"Say no more. We're going back now to deal with them quickly. We still need to return to guard the teleportation formation," Jiang Zhi said expressionlessly.
?
??
Jiang Shang and the others were speechless.
The way she spoke...
Made it sound like seeking revenge was as casual as paying a social visit. How could she make it sound so simple?
Mid-grade immortal artifacts.
Zeng Rentu.
Huang Qinglian.
The Desolate Immortal Continent Lord.
Each one of them was like a mountain pressing down on their heads.
They really wanted to ask.
Where did this confidence come from?
They felt their lord had become somewhat different after being released from Dark Shadow Island.
More importantly, even if the revenge succeeded, shouldn't she continue being the Lord of the Eternal Immortal Continent? Why come back to guard a teleportation formation?
Jiang Zhi didn't speak.
Instead, she glanced at Lu Qingshan and Wu Yonghong beside her.
With two Human Immortals present.
What was the Desolate Immortal Continent Lord to fear?
Moreover, she had more than twenty top-grade immortal artifacts.
As for being the Lord of the Eternal Immortal Continent...
Hmph.
She no longer cared about being the lord of one of the Lower Three Continents!
Seeing Jiang Zhi's insistence, Jiang Shang and the others had no choice but to give in.
At this moment, one of the subordinates shifted his gaze.
He quietly slipped away.
When no one was around, he took out a communication jade slip.
"Your subordinate Bai Fan pays respects to the Lord."
"Mm, do you have any news?" From the other end of the jade slip came a voice that Jiang Zhi would have recognized as Zeng Rentu's.
"Reporting to my Lord, since her release, Jiang Zhi has ordered us to guard a teleportation formation, though I don't know why," Bai Fan said in a low voice.
"A teleportation formation?"
"What kind of formation?"
Zeng Rentu asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know what kind of formation it is, but from my observation, it seems to be just a small-scale teleportation formation, so my Lord need not worry too much about it," Bai Fan said.
"Then why are you contacting me?" Zeng Rentu asked gravely.
"I'm contacting you to inform you that Jiang Zhi plans to return to the Eternal Immortal Continent today to seek revenge against you, my Lord!" Bai Fan said.
"Oh?"
Zeng Rentu showed a surprised expression and sneered: "Putting aside whether she's my match now, doesn't she know that Qinglian and my father-in-law are currently in the Eternal Immortal Continent?"
"Isn't she just seeking death by coming at this time?"
"This... your subordinate doesn't know,"
Bai Fan said in a low voice.
"Something's not right here."
Zeng Rentu said gravely: "Given Jiang Zhi's personality, she never fights battles she's not confident of winning. If she didn't have some trump card, she would never make such a decision. Tell me, besides you all, are there any unfamiliar people by her side?"
"Yes."
"Quickly, what kind of people?"
"Two Human Immortals!"
"?"
Zeng Rentu was stunned, "Two Human Immortals?"
"You're not mistaken?"
【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.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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.”
