Everyone was stunned.
They were directly questioning their own lives.
Could it be that they had been wrong since the very beginning?
Was the impressive one not Senior Su Bai, but someone else entirely?
But that didn't make sense.
On the day at the mountain gate, they had clearly seen Fan Chong and others addressing Su Bai as Senior!
Could it be that they had mistaken the target now?
Thinking about it this way also made sense.
After all, this mountain range extended across the martial world, and it wouldn't be unusual for other experts to enter the mountains to hunt demon beasts.
“Do you guys need something?”
The young servant asked.
“Er… we… Sorry, we got the wrong person.”
The Second Elder and the others hurriedly explained.
“Oh.”
Seeing this, the servant didn’t pay them any more attention and just flew away.
“This doesn’t add up.”
After the servant flew away, the Third Elder was the first to react and exclaimed, “If we really had the wrong person, then why was he wearing the servant’s clothes of our Hundred Refinements Sect!”
“That’s right!”
The Second Elder also slapped his thigh, suddenly waking up to the realization.
If it really was some other expert from the martial world, who in their right mind would wear the servant’s attire of the Hundred Refinements Sect?
But if that were the case...
Everyone was even more bewildered.
They wanted to chase after the person they had just seen, but they found that the individual had already disappeared without a trace.
The bewildered group searched the surrounding area, but found nothing, and could only awkwardly head back to the sect.
“You know, what exactly is going on here?”
As they made their way back to the sect, everyone was puzzled and chatted among themselves.
“Who knows?”
The Second Elder frowned.
“What do you think, is it possible that the one we just saw was Senior Su Bai?” The Third Elder couldn’t help but suggest, “After all, many highly skilled individuals, since they don’t like to reveal themselves, often choose to disguise themselves!”
“Highly unlikely.”
Wang Yue immediately refuted, “I’ve had a lot of contact with Senior Su Bai, and he’s the kind of person who doesn’t really care what others think. Plus, the most important thing is, if he really didn’t want to be recognized, then why would he still wear the servant’s clothes?”
“This doesn’t make sense. If his appearance, build, and height have all changed, why wouldn’t he change his clothes?”
Wang Yue’s words gained the agreement of the crowd.
Because what he said made perfect sense.
So everyone immediately ruled out this possibility.
“Then, what do you think, could it be that there are two high-level experts in our Hundred Refinements Sect, both hiding among us as servants? One is Senior Su Bai, and the other is the senior we just encountered?” The Third Elder suggested again.
As soon as he finished speaking,
An array of disapproving looks immediately shot his way.
“Do you think such experts are like cabbages?”
“Being able to easily kill demon beasts the level of the Flamewing Dragon, at the very least, would require the strength of a True Immortal Tier 10. Even in the martial world, there aren’t many of them. How could there possibly be two of them at the same time, both hiding as servants in our Hundred Refinements Sect? That’s about as likely as the shit of our sect smelling like flowers.”
“Exactly, such a thing is absolutely impossible!”
“Right, absolutely impossible!”
The crowd immediately erupted with firm rebuttals.
But just then,
A gust of wind blew overhead, making them feel a chill run down their spines.
In shock,
Everyone quickly looked up.
Upon doing so, several people instantly froze in place.
What they saw was that thirteen individuals were traversing the sky overhead.
Among these thirteen, besides the one they had been desperately trying to meet, Su Bai, there was also the one who had just effortlessly annihilated the Flamewing Dragon with a single palm.
Of course, the most shocking thing for them was that the auras of the other eleven individuals were similar to that of the dragon-slaying powerhouse, meaning they were all equally formidable.
However,
The most shocking revelation for them was that all thirteen of these individuals were wearing the servant’s clothes of the Hundred Refinements Sect.
“Holy crap!”
“Did… Did I not see that wrong?”
At this moment, the Second Elder’s butt clenched so tight that he nearly couldn’t hold back the poop about to burst out.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
【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.
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.”
