"Given the current conditions, it's impossible to condense a perfect Divine Pill. It seems advancing to the next realm will have to wait for now.
The top priority is to collect the Divine Swords and gather all thirty-six of them as soon as possible. Once they're refined into an array with the Gengjin Sword Case, and that Sacred Weapon is added in, I might even stand a chance against a Heaven Origin Realm expert.
Along the way, I’ll also look for ways to purify my essence, energy, and spirit."
After setting his goals, Gu Qingfeng began his secluded cultivation.
He practiced the Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Steps and refined the two newly acquired Divine Swords along with the Sacred Weapon using the Gengjin Sword Case.
Time flies when one is immersed in cultivation—three days passed in the blink of an eye...
Gu Qingfeng emerged from seclusion.
"Who would’ve thought that mastering the Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Steps, a mere technique created by a Heaven Realm expert, would take this venerable one three whole days? It really does have some substance.
Good thing I took the time to refine and perfect it."
Over these three days, Gu Qingfeng had been quite productive. Not only had he fully refined the Sacred Weapon and the two Divine Swords, but he had also improved the incomplete Nine Heavens Soaring Dragon Steps, though it cost him quite a few brain cells.
He had also thoroughly deciphered the method for crafting Heavenly Thunder Orbs. Unfortunately, while other materials were easy to obtain, genuine Heavenly Thunder was hard to come by.
Of course, he could summon thunder within his Palm World, but the lightning from a minor world was too weak to be of any use.
Such is the privilege of possessing the Innate Sacred Body and the Seven Orifices Exquisite Physique!
After leaving seclusion, Gu Qingfeng altered his appearance and disguised himself before heading straight to the Linyuan City branch of the Myriad Treasures Trading House.
Flashing his prestigious VIP jade token, he enjoyed a 20% discount and began shopping extravagantly.
"Bring out all the Divine Sword-level blades in your store."
The manager of the Myriad Treasures Trading House, upon seeing the token, immediately complied without question.
"Esteemed guest, our store currently has six Divine Sword-level blades: the Profound Shadow Sword, the Crimson Yin Sword, the Five Elements Divine Sword, the Hundred Spirits Demon-Slaying Sword, the Nine Yin Mother-Child Sword..."
"Enough, enough. No need for the introductions. How much for all of them?"
"A-all of them?!" The manager was stunned.
"Esteemed guest, do you intend to purchase them all?"
"Obviously. Why else would I ask you to bring them all out?"
Upon hearing the confirmation, the manager was overjoyed—this was a massive deal!
He had assumed the customer wanted to inspect them one by one, but who would’ve guessed he wanted everything?
He had no doubts about Gu Qingfeng’s financial capability, as the jade token was proof enough—only those with substantial wealth could obtain a Myriad Treasures Trading House token.
"Esteemed guest, the total comes to 61,130,000 taels of Spirit Stones. For you, we’ll round it down to 61,000,000."
"Pack them all—wait! How much?!" Gu Qingfeng was instantly shocked.
"61,000,000 taels," the manager repeated.
"61 million?! Did you apply the discount? Can’t you see this token in my hand?"
"Esteemed guest, this is the price after the discount. Rest assured, our store is fair to all, young and old. You won’t find a better deal anywhere in the Green Wood Domain.
And don’t think it’s too expensive—the Nine Yin Mother-Child Sword alone is a top-grade Divine Weapon, worth 20 million taels of Spirit Stones.
What do you think...?"
Gu Qingfeng didn’t want to think, nor did he have the mood for it. Even though he had over 200 million taels of Spirit Stones, spending like this was unsustainable!
Just six Divine Swords had already cost him 60 million—at this rate, he’d burn through all his Spirit Stones before even gathering all thirty-six swords!
Unless one didn’t care about quality and bought only low-grade divine weapons, perhaps it would be enough—but their power would inevitably suffer.
"Buy them." Gu Qingfeng practically gritted his teeth as he spoke.
After paying, he asked, "Do you know if there are any black markets nearby?"
"Esteemed guest, about a hundred miles west of Linyuan City, there’s a mountain called Ghost Mother Mountain. A black market operates there. However, I must warn you—this black market is privately organized by a few rogue cultivators at the Heavenly Origin Realm. Most of its visitors are either disciples of minor sects, rogue cultivators, or even fugitives wanted by major factions. Occasionally, you might find a treasure or two, but most goods are fakes.
Moreover, since there’s no oversight, killings and robberies happen frequently. If you’re looking to purchase something, it’s best to stick with reputable establishments like our Ten Thousand Treasures Trading House—guaranteed safety and authenticity."
Gu Qingfeng curled his lips. Sure, they were reliable—but they cost a fortune!
He had already made up his mind: wealth never came without risk, just as horses never grew fat without night grazing. A lawless place like a black market, teeming with ruthless outlaws, was ripe for righteous justice!
After inquiring further about Ghost Mother Mountain, he left without looking back—this place had already broken his heart.
...
Night fell outside Ghost Mother Mountain.
Two figures in black robes clashed in battle.
One wielded a blood-red sword, its blade gleaming crimson as it tore through the air, unleashing torrents of bloody light like a raging river, slashing toward his opponent.
The other summoned a silver serpent scissors, transforming it into two intertwined silver pythons that lunged to meet the bloody sword.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Silver and scarlet light clashed, drowning out even the starlight above.
"Hand over the Millennium Blood Lotus, and I’ll spare your life!" the blood-sword wielder threatened.
The silver-scissors user remained silent, fighting desperately but clearly at a disadvantage. His eyes darted around, searching for an escape.
Both were early-stage Earthly Origin Realm cultivators, but the blood-sword wielder was clearly stronger.
Gradually, the silver-scissors fighter accumulated more wounds, his divine energy waning. A tragedy loomed, and evil spread unchecked.
Then—justice arrived!
"Hold your hands, both of you!"
Gu Qingfeng suddenly appeared, startling the two combatants.
In the heat of battle, nothing was more dangerous than a third party waiting to profit. The two immediately halted, eyeing him warily.
When the blood-sword wielder sensed Gu Qingfeng’s mere Soul Realm cultivation, he relaxed.
"Where did this brat come from? A mere Soul Realm cultivator dares to play the vulture?"
"Now, now," Gu Qingfeng said, waving his hands. "I was merely passing by and couldn’t bear to see you two fighting. I came to mediate."
The blood-sword wielder nearly laughed in disbelief.
"You greenhorn! You haven’t even formed your Divine Core, yet you meddle in Earthly Origin Realm affairs? Do you have a death wish?"
"Not at all," Gu Qingfeng shook his head. "Since ancient times, wealth stirs greed. For mere worldly possessions, you two would shed blood and risk your lives—such a waste.
Take my advice: these worldly goods are beyond your grasp. The waters run too deep. Why not hand them over to me and make peace instead?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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?!
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.)
