Seeing Yi Feng’s smiling face, Xu Xianzhi felt a bit more at ease.
Everything was going as he had predicted.
The sudden gentleness in this man’s demeanor must be due to fear of the White Emperor’s name.
Even a Half-Saint could not compare to a true Saint!
Thankfully, he was clever enough to invoke the White Emperor’s name.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have escaped death today!
This kind of quick thinking was honed over many years—without sharp instincts and experience, how could he have come up with such a brilliant plan on the spot?
Without these skills, how could he have climbed to his current status?
Cultivation wasn’t just about brute force and killing.
It was about human relations and worldly wisdom.
Heh.
Xu Xianzhi’s smile widened as he prepared to throw out a few threatening words to salvage his dignity.
But before he could even raise his hand in greeting—
Yi Feng had already pulled out a rope and tied him up like a dumpling!
It happened too fast.
The entire process was swift and practiced!
Before Xu Xianzhi could react, he was already bound into a human-sized rice dumpling!
And right in front, an exquisitely tied bow adorned his chest!
What…
What kind of situation was this?!
Xu Xianzhi’s face was frozen in shock!
He snapped his gaze toward Yi Feng, his eyes flickering with disbelief!
This couldn’t be…
Everything had been going smoothly.
His acting had been flawless!
Who would’ve thought…
That someone would dare deceive a Half-Saint with just a Dao-Proof Realm cultivation?!
In terms of courage,
In terms of cunning!
Xu Xianzhi believed he had executed everything perfectly—his performance had been impeccable!
There was no reason for him to be exposed!
And yet…
This man hadn’t even said a word.
He just tied him up out of nowhere?!
This made no sense…
Could it be…
His lie had been seen through?!
Was this man really that sharp?!
Whoosh—
A chill seeped out from the depths of his heart.
Xu Xianzhi’s expression stiffened, but he stubbornly maintained his flawless act!
"You!"
"How dare you treat me with such disrespect?! I am the White Emperor’s kin—this is no lie! If you don’t believe me, you’ll bring disaster upon yourself!"
"I advise you not to make a grave mistake!"
His words sounded righteous and imposing.
But inside, he was panicking like mad!
Straightening his back, he glared at Yi Feng, his heart pounding in his throat!
Yet, even after his flawless performance…
Yi Feng showed no fear.
In fact, his smile only grew wider.
Oh…
So he’s the White Emperor’s relative.
No wonder a good-for-nothing like Xu Kaihan could become the White Emperor’s lover.
Turns out there’s this connection.
That explains it…
If they’re relatives, childhood sweethearts, and eventually lovers…
Then the White Emperor must value him greatly.
Yi Feng seemed to have discovered a new hope.
His grin became even more radiant.
His pearly white teeth gleamed with confidence!
"Exactly! I’m tying up the White Emperor’s relative on purpose!"
???
Xu Xianzhi’s eyes nearly bulged out of his skull!
His face flushed red with stifled rage!
All the lines he had prepared were stuck in his throat.
His mind…
Was completely blank!
Damn it!
What kind of situation was this now?!
He thought the man had doubted his words and acted out of suspicion.
But instead, not only did he believe him—he seemed to be targeting the White Emperor himself!
This…
Had he walked right into a trap?!
Outsmarted by his own cleverness?!
He gaped for a long moment.
Not a single word came out.
This wasn’t how the script was supposed to go…
He couldn’t follow this act!
He was utterly lost!
Xu Xianzhi stood there, dumbfounded.
At some point, his son had also been dragged over.
Father and son were now tied back-to-back.
Each side adorned with a bow!
A perfect pair!
The sight was absolutely ridiculous!
Only when Yi Feng seemed to disappear did Xu Xianzhi snap back to reality—but he couldn’t break free.
His confusion deepened as he looked down.
Then he noticed the rope binding him…
And his face instantly paled!
This…
This aura!
This was a Saint artifact!
He was tied up with a Saint artifact just like that?!
This Half-Saint…
Had such terrifying resources?!
Someone with this kind of background wouldn’t act recklessly!
Could it be…
He truly intended to provoke the White Emperor…?!
The moment this thought crossed his mind—
Xu Xianzhi’s face twisted with horror!
Without another thought, he growled in urgency—
"What the hell did you do?! How did you offend someone like this?!"
Behind him,
The little dumpling Xu Kaihan had been petrified with fear.
Only when his father roared did he snap out of it.
But…
He was just as clueless, trembling as he whimpered—
"I… I don’t know either!"
"He just heard I was the White Emperor’s lover and suddenly attacked! Who… Who would’ve thought he’d even tie you up…!"
"What do we do now…?!"
What do we do?!
Who the hell knows what to do?!
Hearing his son’s words, Xu Xianzhi trembled with fury!
If not for the ropes,
He would’ve slapped this idiot to death on the spot!
"You absolute moron!"
"If he acted after hearing you were the White Emperor’s lover, it means he has a grudge against the White Emperor!"
"The conflicts between Saints—who dares to meddle in such matters?!"
"You! You actually dared to summon your own father here!?"
"What a disaster!"
"If I'd known this would happen, I should've just blasted you onto the wall back then......!"
Xu Xianzhi was so furious that spit flew everywhere as he yelled!
His son trembled in fear, his face deathly pale!
But no matter how much he cursed,
it was already too late.
Now, here they were—
father and son, both tied up like dumplings!
Looking back,
it all made sense why that guy had been so fearless earlier......
If not for his blind rage,
had he just paid a little attention or asked a few more questions to gauge that man's cultivation,
they wouldn't have ended up in this mess.
Facing an enemy of the White Emperor,
he’d foolishly claimed to be the White Emperor’s relative—what a free delivery to their doom!
His son was an idiot,
and he, the father, had shot himself in the foot.
Now,
they were truly done for!
Cursing aside,
Xu Xianzhi pieced everything together, and the thought of utter defeat overwhelmed him.
His throat dry, he fell silent.
Gazing up at the sky, he was filled with regret—this was just the worst luck imaginable!
At the corner of his eye,
a tear silently rolled down, tracing a perfect 45° arc of sorrow.
Everything had been fine—
how did they end up crossing paths with such a ruthless man?!
Heavens!
What a cruel joke!
Father and son finally quieted, sinking into despair.
Not far away,
Yi Feng returned, thoroughly satisfied.
"That piss had me holding it in for ages......"
Striding closer,
he eyed the two "dumplings" and felt his anger ease a bit.
Though they were fake saints,
they were still the White Emperor’s relatives, right?
With just a little effort, he could lure out the real deal—
the actual saint, the White Emperor.
A chance to court death had just fallen into his lap!
Truly, "After endless mountains and rivers, another village appears!"
Marveling at his own brilliance,
Yi Feng pulled out his forty-meter-long blade, wearing a gentle smile as he began his "friendly persuasion."
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
The blade swung with fierce momentum, and his lines flowed flawlessly:
"You two, listen up—be smart and call the White Emperor to ransom you! Otherwise, heh heh... I’ll start tearing tickets!!!"
As they say, practice makes perfect.
This time,
Yi Feng delivered his lines smoothly, his movements perfectly synchronized—
absolutely nailing the vibe of a gangster boss from Hong Kong films!
Watching the blade’s energy slice through the air,
terrifying waves of power rippled outward, even splitting the clouds above!
Xu Xianzhi was utterly numb.
A saint-tier weapon?!
Yet another saint-tier weapon!!!
And that smile—
it seemed harmless...
but to Xu Xianzhi, it was the grin of a demon straight from hell!
A man who casually wielded saint-tier weapons,
who feared nothing, not even the White Emperor—
a ruthless character like this
would never just bluff!
If pushed,
he’d absolutely "tear the tickets" for real!
Not just them—
even if they were genuine relatives of the White Emperor, their lives wouldn’t be safe!
Instantly,
Xu Xianzhi broke down, tears and snot mixing as his voice choked up:
"E-eld... elder! Elder!"
"I’m not the White Emperor’s relative! My son doesn’t know him either! Y-you... you’ve got the wrong people! We were just spouting nonsense earlier!"
"Please, have mercy! Let us go!!!"
Behind him, Xu Kaihan wailed in agreement:
"Yes, yes!"
"Elder, we were just talking rubbish! Please, spare us! Waaaah......"
Yi Feng blinked in surprise,
then cracked a knowing smile.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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.
