The word "seal" struck the talisman.
Instantly, the talisman erupted with radiant light before vanishing into the void.
At that moment, Gu Qingfeng suddenly sensed a drastic change in the surrounding world.
The ambient spiritual energy had been completely drained!
It was like a pond emptied of water, leaving the fish gasping. An inexplicable discomfort washed over him.
Gu Qingfeng was stunned. He immediately tried to channel the true energy within his body, only to discover—to his horror—that it was trapped like sludge, utterly sealed and impossible to mobilize.
Holy shit!
Is this the power of the Imperial Court's immortal sect?
Without true energy, he was practically a mortal—just a slightly, ahem, exceptionally tough one. This was bad. He was screwed!
Even at his full strength, he couldn’t defeat a Heaven Origin realm cultivator. Now, with his true energy sealed, relying solely on his physical body was hopeless.
Just then, the refined man let out a light chuckle. "Well? Surprised? Within the Sealed Energy Formation, all energy-based techniques—including ambient spiritual energy—are disabled. Without energy, how will you activate those Sky Thunder Orbs?"
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng froze for a moment.
"Wait… you said all energy techniques are disabled. Does that mean you can’t use them either?"
"Hahaha…" A younger, more arrogant disciple burst into laughter. "I know what you’re thinking. You believe that if everyone’s power is sealed, you can still rely on your physical strength to win, right?
The fact that you’d ask such a question suggests you’ve trained in some body-refining technique.
But unfortunately, the Sword Sect’s heritage far exceeds your imagination. Did you really think we only know how to wield swords? Let me enlighten you—every disciple of the Sword Sect, in addition to daily sword cultivation, must also train in a body-refining technique that tempers the flesh with sword energy, forging a Sword Body.
So, apart from swordsmanship, our physical prowess also surpasses that of our peers. Now, surrender quietly!"
"Senior Brother Ye, why waste words on this thief? The Sealed Energy Formation has a time limit. Let’s finish this quickly."
Junior Sister Wen, standing nearby, was practically vibrating with eagerness, clearly itching to avenge her earlier humiliation.
The arrogant youth, Senior Brother Ye, smirked. "Don’t worry, Junior Sister Wen. The formation lasts at least half an hour. Dealing with this wretch won’t take nearly that long—a single breath is enough.
Senior Brother Qin, Senior Sister Nangong, leave this one to me. Just stand back and watch."
The refined man and the icy woman nodded indifferently. None of them saw Gu Qingfeng as a threat—just meat on the chopping block.
With their approval, Senior Brother Ye strode toward Gu Qingfeng, cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck with audible pops—a testament to his advanced body-refining cultivation.
And then…
"Keh keh keh…" A sinister laugh suddenly split the night. Gu Qingfeng’s body trembled uncontrollably as he clutched his stomach, laughing hysterically.
What was it they said? When all seems lost, a new path appears.
This was exactly that!
He’d been ready to flee, but these idiots had sealed all spiritual energy to counter his Sky Thunder Orbs. And now they wanted to compare physical strength?
This was like challenging Liu Xiang in hurdles, Eileen Gu in skiing, or Zhang Yining in table tennis!
Did they have a death wish or something?
The four Sword Sect disciples frowned at Gu Qingfeng’s manic laughter.
"Scum! What’s so funny?!" Senior Brother Ye demanded.
"What’s so funny? Keh keh keh… That’s the best joke I’ve heard all year! Someone actually wants to compare physical strength with me? Not even a Heavenly Human realm expert would dare be this arrogant!"
"Hmph! Arrogant fool! You’re nothing but a frog at the bottom of a well!"
"Tsk tsk. Since you’ve amused me so much, I’ll give you a chance—come at me together."
The sheer audacity of a mere Soul-Sea realm ant speaking like this left the four Sword Sect disciples speechless.
"Die!" Senior Brother Ye, unable to tolerate such insolence, roared and charged.
With each step, the earth cracked and trembled as if trampled by a primordial beast.
BOOM—!
His fist tore through the air, leaving a visible shockwave in its wake.
Facing this mountain-crushing strike, Gu Qingfeng’s grin only widened. He didn’t dodge.
The next moment, something shocking happened.
BANG—!
A deafening impact echoed as Senior Brother Ye’s body was sent flying like a cannonball, smashing through a line of trees.
Gu Qingfeng leisurely retracted his raised foot.
Senior Brother Qin and the others paled, their expressions twisting in disbelief.
How is this possible?!
A mere Soul-Sea realm cultivator, even with body-refining techniques, shouldn’t be this strong!
The Sword Sect’s sword energy body-tempering art was top-tier, renowned for making its practitioners physically invincible within the same realm. How could Senior Brother Ye, a full major realm above Gu Qingfeng, fail to withstand a single strike?!
"That was just carelessness! Again!"
Senior Brother Ye climbed out of the wreckage, covered in splinters and seething with humiliation.
As a prodigy, being knocked flying in front of his peers was unbearable.
"Today, I’ll show you, an ant, the might of my Stellar Battle Body!"
With a furious roar, his body erupted with radiant starlight, as if a celestial body had descended upon the mortal world.
"This thief’s physique is indeed strange, but Junior Brother Ye is serious now—he’s even activated his Stellar Battle Body. The outcome is decided," Senior Brother Qin remarked calmly.
The two beauties nodded in agreement.
As Sword Sect disciples, their talents were extraordinary. Some even possessed innate divine physiques—and Senior Brother Ye was one such individual, born with the Stellar Battle Body, capable of channeling stellar energy to temper his flesh, imbuing his strikes with the force of falling meteors.
"Take this—Meteor Strike!"
Senior Brother Ye’s fist blazed with condensed starlight, moving so fast it ignited the air, mimicking the friction of a meteor tearing through the atmosphere.
A massive meteor illusion materialized from his fist, expanding rapidly in Gu Qingfeng’s vision.
Faced with this attack, Gu Qingfeng couldn’t even be bothered to use his Prison-Dragging Dragon-Elephant Body.
He simply extended a single finger and tapped lightly against the meteor.
BOOM—!
The starlight shattered like glass.
Senior Brother Ye’s fist was effortlessly pierced, blood spraying everywhere.
"AAARGH!"
The agony forced a scream from his lips.
Gu Qingfeng frowned. He hated hearing men scream. So…
SLAP!
A brutal backhand sent Senior Brother Ye crashing to the ground. Then, Gu Qingfeng planted his foot squarely over the youth’s mouth, silencing him.
After completing all this, Gu Qingfeng glanced at the remaining three and said indifferently, "Too weak. Come at me together."
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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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.”
] 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.
