Indeed.
Within the formation, a white-robed youth stepped out, as if truly unaffected by the formation.
"Does anyone know him?"
Someone asked.
"I don't recognize him, but he doesn't seem to be from the second batch." another person said.
"Then what's his deal?"
The crowd was puzzled, both surprised and delighted.
This sudden appearance of a youth left them utterly confused.
"Ah!"
At that moment, a man in the crowd let out a piercing scream, breaking the silence.
"What are you yelling about?"
Someone nearby complained.
"The formation, look at the formation..."
The man pointed at the valley, shouting loudly.
Hearing this, everyone turned their gaze back, their eyes widening in shock.
Their hearts almost leapt out of their chests.
Because they saw that the youth had just stepped out of the formation's range.
And as he exited, the formation that covered the entire valley instantly dissipated like bubbles.
The sky, at this moment, seemed to clear up.
"Ah!"
"So tired, so tired."
Yi Feng looked up, covering his mouth and yawning.
But halfway through, he suddenly noticed over a thousand pairs of eyes staring at him.
His yawn was cut short.
He instinctively glanced behind him, but there was nothing there.
Feeling awkward, he twitched the muscles in his face.
"Uh..."
"I was just passing by..."
After saying that, Yi Feng quickly took out a flying sword from his storage ring, slipped through the crowd, and flew away just above the ground.
Before the crowd could react, Yi Feng had already disappeared without a trace.
"Whew!"
"I really don't know why those people were staring at me."
"It's kind of creepy."
After putting some distance between himself and the crowd, Yi Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to get into any trouble; it was better to stay away from trouble.
At this moment, the stunned crowd finally snapped back to reality.
A wave of fervent voices erupted.
"A master, he's a master."
"Right, the one who just said he was passing by. Maybe he saw us struggling with this demonic formation and decided to help!"
"Such a master, saving Heavenly Array Immortal Continent from disaster, we must go and thank him properly."
"Yes, and if we can, we should try to become his disciples. To enter and exit such a grand formation without being affected, and to break it so effortlessly, he must be a fifth- or even sixth-rank formation master."
In the midst of the passionate voices, everyone present summoned their various immortal artifacts, maneuvering a variety of celestial boats to chase after Yi Feng.
Meanwhile, Yi Feng.
Had already left the mountains and arrived at a small city.
"First, let's rent a small courtyard and settle down here."
After choosing a small courtyard, Yi Feng took out a large amount of gold coins.
Spending this money, Yi Feng didn't feel much pain.
After all, when he returned to Heaven and Earth Sect last time, he took out all the savings he had stored on the island. In terms of wealth, he should be considered quite well-off.
"Boss, how much is this small courtyard for a month?"
Yi Feng smiled.
"One hundred!"
The boss replied.
"Just one hundred? That's easy."
Yi Feng took out a money bag, heavy with coins, and placed it in the boss's hand.
The boss's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Upon opening the bag and finding it filled with gold coins, his eyebrows furrowed even more, and the enthusiasm on his face disappeared.
"Immortal crystals, I want immortal crystals. What's the point of giving me a bunch of gold coins?"
Yi Feng was stunned.
He couldn't help but ask, "Didn't the currency in the Immortal Realm change to gold coins? Isn't that the standard now?"
"Are you living in a dream? The unified currency changed back to immortal crystals ages ago. Don't you know?" the boss couldn't help but say.
"What?"
"It changed back again?"
These words fell.
Yi Feng's mind was struck by a thunderbolt, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
"Damn it, which bastard keeps changing things around? This is killing me!"
Yi Feng couldn't help but roar, feeling so frustrated that he wanted to stab himself in the heart.
When he first came to the Immortal Realm, he thought the currency here was also gold coins, so he brought a large amount of gold coins with him, thinking he could be a small tycoon. But then he found out that the currency in the Immortal Realm was immortal crystals.
Well.
Since it's a different world, it's understandable that the currency is different.
So Yi Feng threw away those useless gold coins and managed to save up quite a few immortal crystals. But then, last time he went out, someone told him that the currency in the Immortal Realm had changed to gold coins.
At that time, Yi Feng was already quite confused.
But he comforted himself, thinking that he had just been unlucky to encounter a major reform in the Immortal Realm.
So he threw away those useless immortal crystals and specifically brought countless gold coins from Heaven and Earth Sect.
But who would have thought that in such a vast world, the unified currency would change so easily, and now it had changed again.
"Damn it, such a huge world, yet they keep changing the rules on a whim. This is killing me!"
"Don't let me find out which bastard issued such an order, or I'll kill you!"
Yi Feng clenched his fists tightly, cursing viciously.
Fortunately.
Yi Feng finally managed to find a few remaining immortal crystals in the gaps of his spatial ring, barely enough to cover half a month's rent.
The boss, upon receiving the rent, finally relaxed his expression and said, "If you really have no immortal crystals left, and if your strength is decent, you can go to the mountains to hunt some monsters. Selling their materials can earn you some money."
"Thank you!"
Yi Feng clasped his hands in thanks, finally managing to secure his stay.
In a distant upper three continents.
A short, black-robed figure was holding a woman's hand, gazing at the distant sea of flowers.
The breeze blew.
In the romance, there was a strong stench of love.
"Loulan, I want to take you to my family's home to see, are you willing?"
At this moment, the woman turned her head and looked at the black-robed figure beside her.
"Bao."
"How could I not be willing?"
The black-robed figure spoke in a gentle voice.
The woman, hearing this, was filled with tenderness and gently leaned against the black-robed figure's chest.
"Then, let's go back soon, okay..."
The woman whispered.
The black-robed figure was just about to agree when his body suddenly shuddered, and he broke free from the woman, running away.
As he ran, he looked back and shouted, "Bao, let's put off going to your home for a while. I need to go hide for a while..."
At the same moment the black-robed figure disappeared, several other shadows also quickly followed...

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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!

【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.”