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.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
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pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
