"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, fellow daoist... no, Senior! Senior!" The three Heavenly Punishment Sect elders scrambled to their feet, not even bothering to dust themselves off, their faces pale as they waved their hands frantically, their voices trembling.
They had originally come here after receiving a message from their sect's communication token—learning that the life tablets of several disciples and an outer sect elder had shattered. Following the residual aura, they arrived at this place, only to immediately run into a formidable opponent—a Spirit Manifestation realm cultivator!
Spirit Manifestation!
Spirit Manifestation!
To think it was actually Spirit Manifestation!
How could a powerhouse of this level suddenly appear in such a remote region? And judging by his appearance, he was so young! The three elders were both shocked and terrified, even their breathing becoming cautious.
This was a level of strength comparable to their sect's ancestral founder!
Yet Ye Chuan paid no attention to their panic, speaking indifferently, "This venerable one is Qin Tianya, Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect from the Donghua Divine Continent."
"Today, I merely passed through this place to gather some spirit herbs and fruits, only to be threatened and attacked without reason by your sect's disciples and outer sect elder. Naturally, I erased them with a mere flick of my hand."
His tone suddenly shifted, his gaze turning icy. "What? Do the old fools of your Heavenly Punishment Sect have a problem with that?"
Qingyun Sect?!
The three elders' eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets at the mention of those words, their fear deepening even further.
Though exchanges between the Donghua Divine Continent and this region were rare, they had long heard of the Qingyun Sect's reputation as one of the "Upper Three Sects"—let alone the rumors that Qin Tianya and the sect's elders had long since broken through to the Dao Comprehension realm!
Was this man truly the legendary Qin Tianya?
They couldn’t believe anyone would dare impersonate a Dao Comprehension realm powerhouse—after all, the prestige of such figures wasn’t something one could casually misuse. If exposed, the consequences would be worse than death.
"Y-You are Sect Master Qin?" The white-haired elder at the front stammered, his earlier arrogance completely gone.
The strongest expert in their Heavenly Punishment Sect, who had secluded himself and was practically halfway into his coffin, was only at the Spirit Manifestation realm. Now that they had run into a Dao Comprehension realm supreme, how could they dare show even a hint of defiance?
The cultivation world was one where the strong preyed on the weak—only those with power could speak reason. At this moment, they could only curse their own blindness for failing to recognize the depth of this man’s strength.
The white-haired elder quickly bowed deeply, his posture as humble as possible.
"So it was Sect Master Qin gracing us with his presence! We juniors were blind and foolish, offending you earlier. We beg for your magnanimity and ask that you grant our Heavenly Punishment Sect a chance to make amends! We will surely offer generous compensation and ensure not the slightest neglect!"
Compensation?
The coldness on Ye Chuan’s face instantly faded, his tone softening, even carrying a hint of warmth. "Oh? And how much compensation are you planning to offer?"
The moment these words left his mouth, the three elders froze, exchanging glances, stammering and unable to speak.
Well, this was awkward.
The mention of "compensation" had just been a polite gesture to placate this supreme expert—who would’ve thought he’d be so blunt, directly asking for specifics!
Right, what could they even offer?
This was a Dao Comprehension realm cultivator—would their Heavenly Punishment Sect’s meager resources even catch his eye? The three elders broke into a cold sweat, their minds racing.
For the first time, their sect’s treasures felt embarrassingly inadequate.
How humiliating.
The white-haired elder reacted quickly, trying to smooth things over. "Sect Master Qin, the scale of compensation is beyond our authority to decide. Why not accompany us back to our sect? We will immediately report to our sect master and prepare fine tea to properly receive you. How does that sound?"
Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow. "Where is your sect?"
"In that direction, about seventy or eighty li ahead. There’s a mist-shrouded valley—that’s our location." The white-haired elder hurriedly pointed to the left, afraid that any delay in answering might provoke displeasure.
Ye Chuan glanced in the indicated direction and said coolly, "Keep up with my speed."
The moment his words fell, he tapped the ground lightly with his toes, his figure instantly transforming into a blur as he vanished without leaving even a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation.
"Where did he go? How did he disappear so suddenly?" One elder exclaimed in shock, frantically releasing his spiritual sense to search, yet failing to detect even a wisp of aura.
Another elder’s expression changed drastically. "He seems to have headed straight for our sect! I… I can’t even track his presence!"
"Could it be… spatial tearing?!" The white-haired elder sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes filled with terror. The ability to casually tear through space—this level of power was even more terrifying than the rumors suggested of the Dao Comprehension realm!
The three elders exchanged glances, seeing nothing but despair in each other’s eyes. At this point, they didn’t dare hesitate for even a second, gritting their teeth as they gave chase—this time, their Heavenly Punishment Sect would have to pay dearly to get through this.
For now, they could only take things one step at a time, praying their sect master could offer enough to appease this supreme expert.
They raced at full speed, terrified of falling behind and being devoured alive by the senior.
……
Using spatial teleportation, Ye Chuan arrived at the distant sect in the span of a single breath.
[Heavenly Punishment Sect]
Hm.
Good name.
Your heavenly punishment has arrived~
Ye Chuan stood mid-air, instantly drawing the attention of the Heavenly Punishment Sect’s elders and disciples. Seeing him hovering without relying on any artifacts, some cultivators seemed to realize something.
A Nascent Soul expert?
But Ye Chuan’s bright yellow Pikachu pajamas were far too eye-catching, the yellow ears on the hood fluttering in the wind, completely lacking the solemnity of a traditional cultivator.
One elder, unable to gauge Ye Chuan’s depth, flew up to meet him, careful not to show any disrespect. "May I ask why you’ve come to our Heavenly Punishment Sect?"
"I killed a few of your disciples and elders. Now I’m here to demand an explanation," Ye Chuan said.
You killed our people… and now you’re demanding an explanation from us?
The elder froze for a few seconds, as if his brain couldn’t process the words. Once he finally understood, his expression darkened, and he let out an infuriated laugh.
"Good, good! You think our Heavenly Punishment Sect has no one capable?!"
"I’ll show you right now what happens when you provoke the Heavenly—"
"WAIT!!!!!!!!"
A thunderous roar came from the distance. The elder paused, looking up to see an old man clamping a hand over his mouth while his other arm locked him in a tight embrace.
"?" The elder’s face flushed red.
The elder restraining him was drenched in cold sweat. "T-This is an honored guest of our Heavenly Punishment Sect! Do not be rude!"
"Honored guest?" The restrained elder said, muffled. "He just admitted to killing our outer sect elders and disciples!"
"They deserved it."
The muffled elder’s eyes widened in disbelief. "?"
What’s wrong with you today?
"Those were outer sect elders and promising disciples—the future foundation of our Heavenly Punishment Sect!"
"Your words will chill the hearts of all our disciples!"
"This is a Dao Comprehension realm supreme—Qin Tianya, Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect."
"D-Dao Comprehension realm?" The elder’s expression stiffened for a moment before shifting abruptly.
"...Right, they deserved it. Honored guest, please come inside."
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.”
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
