Ten...
Over ten top-tier Immortal Artifacts?
Zeng Rentu seemed to sense something was amiss, his face darkened as he turned to flee.
However, just as he turned, a large wok came tumbling through the air, trapping him inside.
The next moment.
Fire tongs descended, drawing heavenly flames that erupted beneath the wok in towering infernos.
"Ah!"
Zeng Rentu, sealed within the wok, let out a blood-curdling scream.
But before his scream could finish, a spatula soared into the air.
With a flip.
In just a few breaths, Zeng Rentu, who was in the wok, evaporated into thin air, his soul completely scattered.
As the flames subsided.
A water ladle appeared, drawing celestial water and pouring it into the wok.
A steel wool pad emanating supreme energy materialized from nowhere and began scrubbing the wok.
After scrubbing the wok until it gleamed, Jiang Zhi waved his hand, retrieving all the major Immortal Artifacts.
This seamless sequence left Li Hongtian and Huang Qingtian standing dumbfounded on the side, like country bumpkins seeing something extraordinary.
Cold sweat had already broken out all over their bodies.
Especially Huang Qingtian, who looked as if he might collapse at any moment.
If Li Hongtian hadn't brought Lu Chong and the others here, wouldn't he, Huang Qingtian, have met the same fate as Zeng Rentu by now?
Just thinking about it made him shudder!
"It seems Lu Chong wasn't exaggerating at all. There really is such a sacred ground exactly as he described!" Li Hongtian said in amazement.
"I feel Lu Chong's description fell short. This Jiang Zhi casually produced over ten top-tier Immortal Artifacts. This isn't just a sacred ground, it's clearly divine territory!" Huang Qingtian couldn't help but correct.
"Indeed!"
Both men sighed in wonder.
At the same time, they felt immensely fortunate.
At least they had chosen the right side and established connections with the people of this place.
But if only they could get even closer.
Thinking this, the two men exchanged glances before suddenly dropping to their knees.
"May we ask, Governor Jiang Zhi, do you need any subordinates?"
"You two..."
Jiang Zhi looked at them helplessly and said, "You are both respected governors of the Middle Three Continents. How could you serve under me?"
"Please, Governor Jiang Zhi, accept us."
The two remained resolute.
"Uh."
Jiang Zhi held his forehead.
However, thinking about needing more people to guard the teleportation gate, taking these two in might not be such a bad idea.
"It's possible, but following me won't give you the same treatment and comfort as being governors."
"That's fine, as long as food and lodging are provided."
The two quickly responded, their faces full of excitement.
Meanwhile, on the side.
Jiang Zhi's subordinates were also incredibly excited, their expressions filled with fervor.
They finally understood why Jiang Zhi had been so respectful to the two immortal cultivators.
And they finally understood why Jiang Zhi didn't need any preparation before fighting back.
With over ten Immortal Artifacts.
And two immortal cultivators.
What preparation would be needed?
And as subordinates, their future prospects were now secure!
However.
One among them looked up at the sky, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
Tears were almost flowing down his face.
Heavens.
What kind of situation had this turned into?
Things hadn't developed at all as he had imagined!
Wasn't he supposed to be valued upon return? How did things end up like this?
Back then.
Why did he choose to betray?
He could predict that although he hadn't been exposed yet, once Jiang Zhi investigated, he wouldn't be able to hide.
Thinking of this, he took out a dagger and stabbed it into his heart...
...
Time.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
On Dark Shadow Island.
Yi Feng held a teapot in his left hand and a fan in his right.
Below him.
Were his hundred terrestrial immortal disciples.
This time, he planned to send these disciples out to gain some experience.
He hadn't forgotten that when these disciples made achievements in the Immortal River Continent, they could bring him fortune value.
Perhaps this would work in the Immortal Realm as well.
After all, these fortune values were quite useful to him.
"There are several things I need to remind you about before you go out."
"First is to keep a low profile."
"Always remember, you are only terrestrial immortals, understand?"
"So always be aware of your cultivation level, don't show off."
Yi Feng commanded.
"Yes!"
"We are only terrestrial immortals."
The disciples respectfully nodded.
【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.)
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
