In the secret chamber of the Li family.
Li Moqiu, the young lady of the Li family, was in closed-door cultivation, her pretty brows tightly furrowed, her face pale, and her eyes flashing with unwillingness.
After returning from the Celestial Array Pavilion, it seemed that her attempt to break through her cultivation level had failed, possibly due to Yi Feng's influence.
This failure was not just a simple setback; it had led to a dangerous state of mind and body due to overstrain in cultivation.
Although she managed to pull herself back from the brink of being possessed by obsession with the help of medicinal pills and her experience, the aftermath was severe.
Not only had her cultivation level dropped, but it seemed that she would never make any progress again in her lifetime.
For a cultivator, the phrase "never make any progress" was undoubtedly a heavy blow.
It meant that her life would forever be stuck at this point.
At that moment, the space in the secret chamber suddenly fluctuated.
A woman dressed in white, ethereal like a fairy, and an old man suddenly appeared before her.
The sudden arrival of the two left Li Moqiu speechless; she quickly drew the long sword hidden in her sleeve and retreated to the side, cautiously watching the two.
"Who... who are you?"
Li Moqiu asked in panic, her breathing rapid.
This was too eerie for her.
Although the Li family was not the most powerful clan in Tianlun City, they were certainly one of the local influential families. Especially this secret chamber of hers, which was the core of the Li family, protected by multiple arrays and prohibitions.
Yet, under such defenses and array prohibitions, these two had arrived without her noticing, as if they had appeared out of thin air.
How could this not shock her?
However, what shocked her even more was yet to come.
Bai Piaopiao gently waved her jade-like hand, and the entire secret chamber seemed to shift into another dimension.
Her own power was completely suppressed, unable to manifest even a fraction.
"You... who exactly are you, and what is your purpose here!"
Li Moqiu felt her scalp tingle, having never encountered such terrifying powerhouses in her life. She asked again in fear.
"There's no need to panic."
"I mean you no harm."
"Suppressing your cultivation is just to avoid unnecessary conflicts."
Bai Piaopiao said softly, then gently pointed her hand, sending a stream of energy into Li Moqiu's body, soothing her emotions.
In an instant, Li Moqiu's panic seemed to calm down significantly.
Even her injured state due to the failed breakthrough had improved.
"Sit."
Bai Piaopiao said gently and sat down first, with the old man behind her doing the same.
Li Moqiu dared not speak, and she sat down afterward, cautiously watching the two.
"My name is Bai Piaopiao, a friend of Yi Feng."
Bai Piaopiao said softly, her words carrying a gentle warmth.
"You're Yi Feng's friend?"
Li Moqiu was slightly surprised.
No wonder this woman was so powerful; she was Yi Feng's friend. That made sense.
Thinking of that man, Li Moqiu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Her pretty face also showed a hint of sadness.
When she first met Yi Feng in the mountains, she had only thought he was an insignificant nobody. It wasn't until later that she discovered he was the revered array master admired by thousands.
Given their initial interactions, she at least had a chance to see him again.
But because of her father's impulsive actions, things...
So now, in her eyes, Yi Feng was only someone she occasionally thought about in her mind. She didn't dare to harbor any other emotions toward him.
"But he's already left here. You're probably too late to find him..."
Li Moqiu said softly.
"I know."
Bai Piaopiao said softly.
"Then why are you looking for me...?"
Li Moqiu was puzzled.
"I can sense that when he was in Tianlun City, you had more interactions with him."
"So I just came to ask you about what he did here every day, what he ate, where he walked, and any interesting things he did. I hope you can tell me everything in detail."
Bai Piaopiao asked gently.
"Ask this?"
Li Moqiu looked up in surprise.
A super powerful figure like her came to her just to ask what Yi Feng had done and eaten here?
She couldn't help but meet Bai Piaopiao's pure gaze.
And when she did, she understood.
【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.)
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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.
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.”
