"By the way, there's also him."
Yi Feng pointed at Feng Lingbei and said, "This kid is also talented. He should be given important responsibilities."
Xu Zhu frowned and glanced at Feng Lingbei with disdain.
He hadn’t expected Feng Lingbei to earn Yi Feng’s approval.
However, he didn’t show his true feelings and instead calmly agreed, "Rest assured, Lingbei has always been my outstanding disciple. Even without your recommendation, I would have entrusted him with important duties."
Hearing this, Feng Lingbei shed tears of hardship—because of Yi Feng’s words, even Xu Zhu acknowledged him now.
"Thank you, Senior," Feng Lingbei knelt and expressed his gratitude.
"Rise," Yi Feng helped Feng Lingbei up and then straightened his robe.
As for Wind Moon Island, this place of sorrow, he didn’t want to stay a moment longer.
"Handle the rest yourselves. I won’t linger," Yi Feng said indifferently.
Xu Zhu’s eyes flickered briefly before he quickly composed himself and said, "Senior, why leave in such a hurry? I haven’t even shown you around Wind Moon Island yet."
"I’ve lost the mood," Yi Feng waved his hand, bid a brief farewell to the Feng siblings, and left the island without delay.
Xu Zhu led the island’s high-ranking elders to the shore, watching Yi Feng depart until he disappeared from sight.
Once Yi Feng was gone, Feng Qianyue looked up at Xu Zhu and bowed. "Master."
Yet, to everyone’s shock, Xu Zhu’s expression instantly darkened.
"Guards, seize Feng Qianyue!"
At his command, two elders behind him lunged at Feng Qianyue.
She was no match for them—her cultivation was sealed almost instantly, leaving her immobilized.
"Master, what is the meaning of this?" Feng Qianyue paled, raising her head to demand an answer.
"You dare call me Master?" Xu Zhu’s voice was icy. "You overstepped your bounds, conspired to usurp authority, and schemed against your fellow disciples. You are no longer worthy of being my disciple."
"You… How could you…?"
Feng Qianyue stared at him in disbelief. For the first time, this elder before her felt utterly unfamiliar—cold and merciless.
She had known Xu Zhu favored Bai Ji.
But she never imagined his bias ran so deep that the moment Yi Feng left, he would immediately turn on her without hesitation.
How laughable that she had once regarded Xu Zhu as a father figure.
Overwhelmed by fury, she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You old bastard! How dare you treat my sister like this?"
Feng Lingbei, witnessing this, no longer cared about respect or hierarchy. He roared in rage, drawing his sword to rescue Feng Qianyue.
"Hmph, worthless trash."
Xu Zhu didn’t even spare him a glance. With a flick of his hand, devastating force engulfed Feng Lingbei.
"Gah—!"
Feng Lingbei coughed up blood mid-air before being sent flying into the dark, churning sea.
"Lingbei!"
Feng Qianyue’s face turned deathly pale, her eyes bloodshot. She broke free from the elders and frantically rushed toward the shore.
"You still dare run?"
BAM!
Xu Zhu’s heavy kick sent her crashing to the ground.
Feng Qianyue vomited blood, collapsing in pain.
But the image of Feng Lingbei falling into the sea burned in her mind. Ignoring her injuries, she trembled as she struggled to rise, desperate to save him.
Xu Zhu’s strike had been fatal—without immediate aid, Feng Lingbei would surely die.
And the black waters teemed with monstrous sea creatures.
Yet, as she tried to stand, Xu Zhu’s black boot pressed down on her back, pinning her mercilessly.
"Ah—!"
"Ahhh…!"
Her hair disheveled, Feng Qianyue strained with all her might, but the weight was unbearable. She could only scream in anguish toward the sea where her brother had vanished.
No matter what others thought of him, Feng Lingbei had always stood by her unconditionally—protecting her, loving her.
She knew the truth.
His talent was no less than hers. But since childhood, he had secretly given her his cultivation resources.
He was her younger brother in name, yet he had always acted like an elder brother.
And now, after their father’s death, he was the only family she had left in this world.
"Master, I was wrong! I admit to everything! I don’t care about the island’s leadership—just please, save my brother! I beg you, save him!"
Pinned to the ground, Feng Qianyue clawed her fingers into the dirt, her crimson eyes streaming bloody tears as she pleaded in utter desperation.
"Hmph! You treacherous, venomous woman—do you think sweet words will deceive anyone now? This time, you won’t escape."
Xu Zhu remained unmoved. With a cold expression, he lifted Feng Lingbei telekinetically.
"Out of past sentiment, I’ll spare your life."
"But while death may be avoided, punishment is inevitable."
He stepped closer, his palm pulsing with destructive energy.
Then—
He struck Feng Qianyue’s lower abdomen.
"Ah!"
Feng Qianyue let out a piercing scream. That single strike not only shattered her dantian but also ruptured her internal organs, blood mixed with fragments of flesh spewing from her mouth.
She could no longer hold on. Her blurred gaze, fixed on the direction where Feng Lingbei had plunged into the sea, finally darkened as she collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.
"Drag her away and imprison her in the Withered Cliff Cave. Secure her with the Soul-Suppressing Nail," Xu Zhu commanded coldly, waving his hand dismissively.
Two men immediately hauled Feng Qianyue’s broken body away, leaving a long trail of blood smeared across the ground.
"Tsk tsk, what a miserable sight. This woman dared to compete with your own son for the position of Island Master—she brought this upon herself!"
Bai Ji, his face still bruised and swollen, stepped forward with a venomous chuckle.
"How are your injuries?" Xu Zhu asked.
"Still hurts a bit," Bai Ji replied, gingerly touching his swollen cheek before sneering. "What a shame. While this woman suffers, the real culprit who beat me got away."
"Don’t even think about revenge. Instead, think about how to explain this mess if he ever returns," Xu Zhu snorted.
"With your wisdom, Father, I’m sure you’ve already prepared for that," Bai Ji said with a cold smirk.
"Mn." Xu Zhu nodded. "His relationship with Feng Qianyue was never that deep, and he had no real attachment to Windmoon Island. Most likely, he won’t return. But even if he does, we can easily dismiss it—just say Feng Qianyue died on her own."
"Father is absolutely right," Bai Ji agreed with a sinister grin. "But if Yi Feng never comes back, won’t Windmoon Island lose its backing?"
"Hmph, it makes no difference whether he returns or not. We only need his name as leverage," Xu Zhu said dismissively.
"True enough."
Bai Ji nodded, then suddenly asked, "What about those stubborn neutral factions?"
"Eliminate them all," Xu Zhu replied icily. "I never wanted to resort to this, originally intending for you to ascend legitimately. But Yi Feng’s interference forced my hand. Now, we have no choice but to use ruthless measures."
"You should’ve done this from the start, Father. Pretending to let me compete fairly with Feng Qianyue was just a waste of time," Bai Ji scoffed.
"Shut your mouth. If it were truly about ability, Feng Qianyue far surpassed you," Xu Zhu snapped.
Bai Ji curled his lip dismissively, stretching lazily. "Well, lucky for me, I’m your real son. Anyway, since I can’t vent my anger on Yi Feng, I’ll make Feng Qianyue pay instead. Time to have some fun tormenting her..."
With that, he strode off toward the Withered Cliff Cave.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
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!
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.
