Qiu Xiaocui and the fox spirit stared in utter horror at Gu Qingfeng, who was slowly retracting his fist, exclaiming in disbelief, "How is this possible! Aren't you just a Grandmaster? Why are you so strong?!"
"Damn it, and you two bitches, did I allow you to speak?"
Gu Qingfeng let out a sinister laugh, and in the next moment, his figure vanished from where he stood.
Two sharp cracks echoed through the air!
Slap! Slap!
Two heavy slaps landed on the delicate faces of the two women.
Qiu Xiaocui and the fox spirit had no time to react before they were sent flying by an overwhelming force, crashing into the ruins that Li Qianren had just collapsed into.
Whoosh!
Gu Qingfeng, unsatisfied with merely slapping them, appeared in the ruins like a flash. He grabbed each of them by the hair, dragging them out like lifeless dogs and placing them before him.
Looking at the two, who were once stunningly beautiful but now covered in blood and disfigured, Gu Qingfeng felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
He sneered, "You two bitches, I really want to know who gave you the courage to discuss your plans right in front of me. Clearly, you didn’t take me seriously."
"Ugh... you..." The fox spirit, who was slightly stronger, stammered in terror, her words barely coherent.
At that moment, a sharp whistling sound came from behind Gu Qingfeng.
As if he had eyes on the back of his head, he tilted his head slightly and effortlessly dodged the attack.
Li Qianren appeared before him, his expression a mix of shock and grim determination.
He looked utterly disheveled, his clothes torn, his body covered in wounds and blood.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Instead of answering, Gu Qingfeng sneered and asked, "Didn’t you say not to force you to act? Well, I’m forcing you now. What can you do about it?"
Li Qianren’s face darkened with rage. "Let them go!"
"Hehehe... You want me to let them go? Fine, let’s play a game. You have to choose one of them—either the mature woman or the young girl. The choice is yours. I’ll count to three. If you don’t decide in time, they both die."
Gu Qingfeng began counting with a sinister grin. "One..."
Li Qianren’s face flushed with uncontrollable anger. He wanted to charge forward, but seeing the hostages in Gu Qingfeng’s hands, he forced himself to hold back.
"Two..."
"I choose Qiu Xiaocui!"
"Oh?" Gu Qingfeng’s eyes flashed with surprise. "The young girl? I would’ve chosen the fox spirit. But hey, to each their own. Here you go."
With that, Gu Qingfeng tossed Qiu Xiaocui toward Li Qianren, who quickly caught her.
"Hey, little fox, you’ve been abandoned. Any thoughts?"
As soon as Gu Qingfeng finished speaking, another shocking turn of events unfolded.
A blinding light erupted from both Li Qianren and Qiu Xiaocui, turning them into two radiant figures.
Then, to Gu Qingfeng’s astonishment, the two glowing figures began to merge together.
"Holy crap! Are they fusing like Saiyans?"
Soon, the light faded, and Qiu Xiaocui disappeared, leaving only Li Qianren standing there.
His previously weak aura began to surge uncontrollably, rapidly climbing in power!
Grandmaster level seven, eight, nine... Half-step Dragon Transformation Grandmaster!
"It feels great not to hold back anymore," Li Qianren said coldly.
"Gu Qingfeng, I admit I underestimated you. I thought your strength was only that of an ordinary Grandmaster, but I never expected you to reach the level of a Dragon Transformation Grandmaster.
However, this is where it ends. You may have the physical strength of a Dragon Transformation Grandmaster, but I am the real deal!
Release her now, and there’s still a chance to resolve this peacefully."
"Little Li, you’re getting ahead of yourself. Did you really think I used my full strength when I hit you earlier?" Gu Qingfeng scoffed.
"I only used ten percent of my power because I was afraid I’d kill you with one punch."
"Hmph, bluffing," Li Qianren clearly didn’t believe Gu Qingfeng’s words. In his worldview, reaching the Grandmaster level through physical cultivation was possible, but Dragon Transformation? Impossible!
"Ah, my mistake. I let you mistake my mercy for weakness. But you’re right about one thing—it does feel great not to hold back!"
As soon as he finished speaking...
Boom!
An overwhelming soul pressure erupted from Gu Qingfeng, shooting straight into the sky!
The heavens seemed to tremble, the clouds scattering as if struck by a hurricane, instantly disintegrating!
The pressure was almost tangible, centered around Gu Qingfeng. The ground beneath him sank, cracks spreading like a spider’s web across several miles!
A shockwave rippled outward like water, uprooting trees and sending them flying as if struck by an air cannon!
Gu Qingfeng casually tossed the fox spirit aside, then cracked his neck and walked calmly toward Li Qianren.
"No... no way! This level of soul pressure... even those beyond the Grandmaster level can’t compare! Who are you?!"
Li Qianren’s eyes bulged, his body trembling uncontrollably. His hair stood on end, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
His face was frozen in extreme terror, unable to form any expression. His pupils shook violently, as if caught in an earthquake.
Fear, like a virus, consumed his entire body. He wanted to run, but he couldn’t.
His muscles seemed to have lost all sensation, leaving him unable to do anything but tremble.
He could only watch helplessly as Gu Qingfeng approached, his figure growing larger and larger in his vision.
As Gu Qingfeng drew closer, the terrifying pressure intensified, pressing down on Li Qianren like a mountain. His neck bent under the weight, forcing his head down, and his knees buckled, nearly bringing him to the ground.
Unable to lift his head, Li Qianren stared at the ground. Slowly, a pair of feet came into view.
The small stones on the ground began to tremble, rising a meter into the air before disintegrating into dust.
Gu Qingfeng stopped in front of Li Qianren and said calmly, "Little Li, I don’t know who you are or what your plans are, but there’s one thing I do know."
Suddenly, Gu Qingfeng leaned down slightly, whispering into Li Qianren’s ear, "You’ve messed with the wrong person."
"So, goodbye. I hope you remember this in your next life."
These soft words struck Li Qianren like a thunderclap, shattering his mind.
The terror of impending death consumed him. He struggled and trembled violently, but it was all in vain. His schemes, his grudges, his ambitions—everything was about to come to an end.
Gu Qingfeng raised his hand gently, aiming it at Li Qianren’s head.
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?"
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.”
【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.
