Inside the cave!
Xiao Ruobai stood up and spoke to the chubby youth, who was still crouched in the corner counting his pile of treasures and muttering to himself about whether he had made a profit or a loss this time. "It is getting late. We should get moving and head toward the ruins of the Motian Sect."
Hearing this, Fatty Wang's hands suddenly stopped. His face instantly fell, and he shook his head like a rattle drum.
"The Motian Sect ruins? I am not going! Big brother! I heard that place is a complete mess right now! Several major sects are beating each other's brains out fighting for territory! We just slaughtered people from the Blood Fiend Sect. If we run to a place of trouble like that now, are we not just throwing ourselves right into a net?"
With a miserable expression, he rubbed his hands together and anxiously tried to persuade them, "How about... we find a safe place to lay low for a while? I know a place that hides a massive opportunity, definitely with incredible treasures! It is just... just that the place is a bit hard to get into..."
Xiao Ruobai raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
He looked up and down at this chubby youth who seemed so afraid of death, thinking to himself: How could someone who single-handedly offended top-tier sects and holy lands, yet managed to survive until now, be an ordinary person?
This fat guy looked unreliable, but he absolutely could not be underestimated.
A place that even this guy considered "hard to get into" definitely hid profound mysteries.
"We are not interested in the place you mentioned," Xiao Ruobai said flatly. "If you do not want to come with us, we might as well part ways here."
Part ways?!
The moment Fatty Wang heard those words, the fat all over his body trembled!
Separate? What a joke! He was currently being targeted by the Blood Fiend Sect and the Liuli Holy Land! If he left these two thick thighs, he, Fatty Wang, would have to go back to hiding everywhere!
"No, no, no! Big brother! My dearest brother! I will go! I will go, alright?!"
He immediately jumped up, forcing a smile that looked uglier than crying. "I was just... just making a suggestion! The Motian Sect ruins are great! It is lively! Lots of opportunities! I can just go there and expand my business! Let us go together! Together!"
As he quickly swept the items on the ground into his embrace, he pledged his loyalty: "Wherever you go, big brother, I will go! I, Fatty Wang, am the most loyal person! I will never flee before a battle!"
Xiao Ruobai glanced at him and said no more, while Fang Hanyu had already silently walked to the cave entrance.
Fatty Wang quickly deactivated the concealment array disk at the entrance, wiping it with heartache before storing it back into his spatial ring.
The three walked out of the cave. Outside, the sky had already darkened. Mist permeated the mountain forest, and it was dead silent.
However, they had not even traveled a hundred miles when...
Boom!!!
An indescribably terrifying pressure, like a tangible mountain, suddenly descended from the sky! It instantly enveloped the entire mountain forest!
The air seemed to freeze, the branches and leaves of the trees went still, and even the chirping of insects completely vanished.
A heart-palpitating sense of fear, seemingly originating from the depths of their souls, seized the three of them!
King Realm!
It was absolutely a true King Realm mighty figure descending, and not just one at the early stage of the King Realm!
Moreover, this pressure contained a dense aura of blood fiend energy—cold, tyrannical, and filled with the desire to destroy!
"!!!" Fatty Wang's expression changed drastically. It was actually the King Realm. They were doomed!
He subconsciously tried to shrink behind Xiao Ruobai.
Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu's expressions also instantly became incredibly solemn.
Xiao Ruobai took a step forward. Although his aura remained restrained, his eyes were as sharp as blades as he stared directly in the direction the pressure was coming from.
Fang Hanyu's hand was already pressing on the hilt of the Absolute Beginning Sword. The blade emitted an extremely faint hum, its chaotic sword energy ready to strike.
This pressure... was more than ten times stronger than that of the late-stage Celestial Realm Xue Li from before! Furthermore, its aura shared the same origin as the Blood Fiend Sect, yet it was far more pure and terrifying!
"Hmph... A few little rats hiding their heads and showing their tails. You certainly made it hard for this seat to find you!"
A cold, hoarse voice, sounding like the friction of metal, rang out high in the sky. It carried a hint of cat-and-mouse mockery and absolute indifference.
"To kill members of my sect and still dare to linger here... truly, you do not know the meaning of death!"
Before the voice faded, a massive, sky-blotting blood-red hand had already condensed high above. Containing the terrifying power of King Realm laws, it ruthlessly slammed down toward the area where the three stood!
Before the giant hand even arrived, the dreadful pressure had already caused the ground to crack, and the surrounding trees were instantly reduced to powder!
Fatty Wang subconsciously reached for his incredibly precious Lesser Void Shifting Talisman.
Right at this critical moment! Xiao Ruobai's eyes sharpened, and he shouted in a low voice, "Hanyu!"
Fang Hanyu understood tacitly. The Absolute Beginning Sword suddenly unsheathed by half an inch!
He did not attack the giant hand, but instead fiercely slashed his sword toward a seemingly ordinary mountain wall to their rear flank!
Sizzle—!
A stream of sword energy, extremely sharp yet carrying the aura of chaotic annihilation, tore through space. That mountain wall was easily ripped open like an illusion, revealing a pitch-black, narrow fissure behind it that led to who knows where!
This was clearly a hidden passage that Fang Hanyu had long sensed using his acute Sword Heart!
"Go!"
In this nick of time, Xiao Ruobai shouted. Without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the back of Fatty Wang's collar, his figure instantly turning into a blurry golden stream of light as he shot toward the hidden passage!
Fang Hanyu moved at almost the exact same time. His figure was like a silver lightning bolt tearing through the night sky, following closely behind!
The speed of the two was pushed to the absolute limit, leaving behind faint afterimages in their original spots!
Rumble!!!
The giant blood-red hand slammed down with a boom. The earth quaked violently, and dust and smoke shot into the sky. A massive palm-print crater appeared, but the traces of the three people had long vanished from the spot!
"Hmm? Trying to run?"
High in the sky, the King Realm figure shrouded in blood light let out a disdainful cold snort. His figure flickered, giving chase as if teleporting. His speed was inconceivably fast; every step he took seemed to cross through space, rapidly closing the distance with the three streams of light ahead!
The terrifying King Realm pressure acted like maggots attached to bone, firmly locking onto the three. Wherever it passed, the mountain forest fell silent, and all living things went into hiding!
"Too fast! He is too fast! He is going to catch up!"
Fatty Wang, being carried by Xiao Ruobai, felt the terrifying aura rapidly approaching from behind like a primordial behemoth. He screamed in terror, flailing his arms and legs, wishing he could sprout wings.
"Big brother! Let us use the talisman! Use my shifting talisman!"
"Shut up!"
Xiao Ruobai barked, circulating his movement technique. His speed surged once more. The faint sound of dragon roars echoed around him as his battle aura erupted, tearing through the air!
Fang Hanyu's eyes were icy cold. The Absolute Beginning Sword remained sheathed, but a peerlessly sharp sword intent seeped out of his body, seemingly cleaving apart the obstructing air ahead for the two of them, increasing their speed by another notch!
Seeing this, Fatty Wang gritted his teeth and desperately activated his magical boots and life-saving secret arts. His chubby body actually erupted with astonishing speed, barely managing to keep up with their rhythm, though he was still being carried by Xiao Ruobai to save effort.
Three streams of light in the front, one blood shadow in the back. Like four falling stars, they carved thrilling trajectories across the dim world, their speeds so fast they were difficult for the naked eye to track!
At this moment, the pursuing King Realm expert from the Blood Fiend Sect felt the shock and suspicion in his heart growing increasingly heavier.
'These two brats... just what is their background?'
'This speed... especially the subtle manipulation of the power of heaven and earth within their movement techniques. It is so exquisite and masterful, far surpassing the ordinary Celestial Realm!'
'And that sword intent... so pure and fierce... This is absolutely not something an ordinary sect could cultivate!'
The longer he gave chase, the more shocked he became. To think that the ants he assumed he could capture with a flip of his hand would actually be so slippery and difficult to deal with!
"Hmph! Let's see how long you can keep running!" The King Realm expert let out a cold snort. His speed surged by another thirty percent as he rapidly closed in on the three of them.
Monstrous blood-red light surged into the sky, carrying an even stronger sense of oppression!
"Blood Prison Heaven Confinement! Stay behind for this seat!"
The King Realm expert's icy voice echoed throughout the domain.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
