At that moment, Su Yanjin glanced at the sky again.
It was time to go to work.
At the same time, he moved.
Like a phantom, he instantly appeared in front of the few Golden Immortals, delivering a palm strike.
"Boom!"
A dull collision sound echoed, and the few Golden Immortal men were sent flying, crashing into the opposite wall, instantly killed.
A few moments later.
Mu Qianqian, realizing she was unharmed, opened her eyes in confusion.
The moment she opened her eyes, she was stunned by the scene before her.
The few Golden Immortal men were all dead, their bodies lying on the ground.
Next to the corpses stood a man with an expressionless, indifferent face.
Mu Qianqian immediately understood that it was this man who had saved her.
"Thank... thank you."
"You are so amazing, my savior!"
"My name is Mu Qianqian, from the Mu Mansion. May I know your name, so I can repay you?"
Mu Qianqian looked gratefully at Su Yanjin and asked.
Originally, she had completely given up hope, never expecting to be saved.
However, in the face of Mu Qianqian's gratitude, Su Yanjin merely shook his head expressionlessly.
"I'm not amazing. I'm just a lowly Earth Immortal soldier. I need to get back to my post."
With that, he left.
In the alley.
Mu Qianqian stood frozen, watching Su Yanjin's retreating back, her face filled with confusion.
This man had effortlessly dealt with several Golden Immortals, yet he claimed not to be amazing?
Even his name, he didn't reveal.
"How am I supposed to repay him?"
"What a hassle."
Mu Qianqian muttered, then proceeded to dispose of the Golden Immortals' corpses.
After handling the corpses, Mu Qianqian emerged from the alley, remembering that Su Yanjin was wearing a city guard's armor and had mentioned being a lowly soldier. Her lips curled into a smile...
The next day.
Su Yanjin arrived for work at the usual time.
He donned his armor, put on his helmet, and continued his expressionless guard duty.
Everything proceeded in an orderly, routine manner.
The other guards took out some low-grade pills to replenish their energy.
After all, it was wartime, and everyone was on high alert, with their spiritual energy rapidly depleting under the intense tension.
Only Su Yanjin remained motionless.
And whenever this happened, the veteran soldier would often call out to Su Yanjin, dividing his supplies into two and handing half to him.
Although Su Yanjin didn't need them, he accepted the half out of respect for the veteran's kindness.
"Thank you."
After accepting the supplies, Su Yanjin was about to quickly consume the half portion.
"Savior, I've come to see you. I brought you some delicious food."
A gentle voice sounded, and it was Mu Qianqian, the woman he had saved yesterday.
Mu Qianqian carried a food box in her hand and arrived at the ninth passageway. Seeing Su Yanjin there, she was secretly glad she had guessed correctly.
However.
In response to Mu Qianqian's greeting, Su Yanjin remained expressionless, casually replying.
"Oh."
After that, he fell silent.
Mu Qianqian smiled faintly, not minding the single "oh." She had already understood Su Yanjin's personality yesterday.
She then crouched down, placed the food box on the ground, and took out the dishes she had prepared.
"Savior, these are the wines and dishes I brought for you."
"Please eat while it's hot! Consider it my way of repaying you."
Mu Qianqian looked at Su Yanjin softly and said.
Before Su Yanjin could speak, the veteran soldier beside him's eyes lit up and quickly made space.
"Little buddy, I won't share my supplies with you today."
With that, he crouched in the corner of the city wall, watching Su Yanjin with a knowing smile, making room for him.
"This little buddy is usually quiet, but it seems he's quite the man of action."
The veteran soldier thought to himself.
"Savior, you saved me yesterday, and I don't know how to repay you."
Mu Qianqian said earnestly, her cheeks turning slightly red as she recalled Su Yanjin's heroic figure from yesterday.
"Thank you."
Looking at Mu Qianqian, Su Yanjin nodded again, expressionlessly accepting the wine and dishes.
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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.”
