In the sky above the Immortal Continent,
Li Taibai, who usually rode his green ox backward, was now sitting on it properly for the first time.
Jia Jiaqin led an imposing army composed of three thousand phoenixes, five thousand ancient beasts, ten thousand mutated divine dragons, and thirty thousand mythical creatures whose names were unknown. This grand force surged through the sky with an awe-inspiring presence.
Hong Fengkuang, who had just finished self-destructing in a fight, swiftly regenerated his severed limbs and soared past, trailing a violent aura akin to blazing flames.
From the yellow earth, Bai Qiyu, the bald man who still couldn’t fly, struggled to keep up, his cape fluttering as he nearly ran his legs off.
From another direction, Xiao Zhan and Mo Tianji from Zhu Jishan also raced across the sky.
Meanwhile, Wu Chang'an’s one billion clones scattered across the Immortal Realm were also converging toward the Blue Lotus Immortal Continent.
Apart from these individuals, fellow disciples from other regions were also making their way there in various ways.
Every face bore an expression of fury.
At the Zhang residence,
Zhang Renyong, with a small group of people, was cleaning up the remnants of the Zhang family.
The family he had built from scratch had been reduced to ruins, and his hair had turned white overnight. Once cheerful and outgoing, he had now become silent and withdrawn.
Beside him, Li Jin watched with a heavy heart.
While waiting for the other disciples to arrive, Li Jin had learned about Zhang Renyong’s relationship with Yun Wu. He couldn’t help but walk over and gently pat Zhang Renyong’s shoulder.
In a soft, comforting voice, he said, “Don’t worry, Yun Wu will be fine. We’ll bring her back.”
The aged Zhang Renyong looked up and forced a bitter smile.
He said nothing.
Though he didn’t know why the Heavenly Immortal Palace had come to abduct someone, who could possibly rescue anyone taken by them?
A bunch of Earth Immortals?
Of course, he didn’t mean to belittle Li Jin.
It was just that the might of the Heavenly Immortal Palace was too deeply ingrained in their minds.
Li Jin, seeing through his thoughts, didn’t take offense. Instead, he patiently said, “Wait until my fellow disciples gather. You’ll see.”
Half a day later,
Xiao Zhan, who was the nearest, arrived.
“Senior Brother Li Jin,” he called out urgently.
“What’s going on?”
As soon as he arrived, Xiao Zhan began questioning.
“Senior Sister Yun Wu has been captured—by the Heavenly Immortal Palace!” Li Jin replied.
“What?”
“The Heavenly Immortal Palace captured Senior Sister Yun Wu?”
“How dare they?”
Xiao Zhan’s rage burned fiercely as he coldly declared, “Then what are we waiting for, Senior Brother? Let’s storm the Heavenly Immortal Palace right now!”
Li Jin calmed him down, saying, “We don’t know where they’ve taken her yet. Be patient. Wait for the others to arrive, and we’ll plan together.”
“Fine!”
Xiao Zhan clenched his teeth and sat down cross-legged to wait.
A few hours later, Bai Qiyu, Su Yanjin, Chi Yitong, and more than ten others arrived. Upon hearing that Yun Wu had been captured, they were all filled with fury, eager to charge into the Heavenly Immortal Palace immediately.
However, after Li Jin’s persuasion, they finally calmed down and sat quietly, waiting for the rest of their fellow disciples to arrive.
Nearby,
Zhang Renyong, who had initially held some hope for Li Jin and the others, sighed deeply when he saw that all who had arrived were Earth Immortals.
Especially when he heard them repeatedly shouting about storming the Heavenly Immortal Palace, he didn’t know what to say.
A group of Earth Immortals wanting to attack the Heavenly Immortal Palace? It sounded like a joke.
Didn’t they understand what the Heavenly Immortal Palace represented?
“Young ones,” Zhang Renyong advised, “the Heavenly Immortal Palace is a behemoth we cannot contend with. You should give up.”
Though he didn’t believe in their strength, he admired their dedication to Yun Wu.
He couldn’t bear to watch them throw their lives away.
However,
As soon as his words fell, a tremendous commotion erupted in the sky.
The sky darkened as a massive swarm of beasts descended, enveloping the entire city. Under this overwhelming pressure, everyone in the city trembled and fell to their knees.
Even Zhang Renyong felt his legs go weak.
When he looked closely, he realized these were no ordinary beasts.
They were divine phoenixes with long, flowing tails and golden-scaled true dragons radiating light…
【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.
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.”
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
