Hearing the disciple's mutters that bordered on an admission, the raging fire in Yun Canghai's heart seemed to be doused with a basin of ice water. It stalled for a moment, but then transformed into deeper suspicion and an indescribable sense of suffocation.
His sharp gaze swept over the other disciples. Seeing them lower their heads, not daring to meet his eyes, he was already seventy or eighty percent convinced.
But precisely because of this, he became even more furious!
He wasn't angry at the Glazed Sacred Land, but at his own disciples for failing to live up to expectations, and even more at that mysterious person who had actually taken action and caused the Myriad Arts Pavilion to lose all face!
Seeing this, a mocking sneer curved the corner of Master Yuji's mouth. Pavilion Master Yun, do you believe it now? I told you earlier that this matter has nothing to do with my Glazed Sacred Land. With your disciples looking like this, you'd better go ask that expert who 'drew his sword to help the weak'!
He deliberately emphasized the words "help the weak", full of mockery.
Yun Canghai's face turned green and pale in turns, his chest heaving violently as he forcefully suppressed the urge to vomit blood.
He knew that the Myriad Arts Pavilion had no choice but to swallow this loss today, and they had completely lost face in front of the Glazed Sacred Land!
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, his voice as cold and hard as iron. Even so, this matter has nothing to do with your Glazed Sacred Land. Fellow Daoist Master Yuji, I am taking my people away now.
Master Yuji's eyes turned cold. Leave? Pavilion Master Yun, the matter has not yet been investigated. Your disciples and that thief appeared here one after another, and their suspicion has not been cleared. Until that thief is found, no one is allowed to leave!
Master Yuji!
Yun Canghai's voice suddenly rose, and the aura around him exploded like a sleeping lion awakening. The majestic pressure of a King Realm expert unceremoniously crushed toward Master Yuji.
Don't push things too far! Detaining and searching my disciples is already crossing the line! Now you want to treat the people of my Myriad Arts Pavilion as prisoners? Do you really think I, Yun Canghai, am made of mud?!
Boom!
Two terrifying King Realm pressures clashed fiercely in the air, emitting a muffled roar!
An invisible wave of air swept out, blowing everyone's robes loudly. Disciples with lower cultivation levels turned pale and retreated repeatedly, finding it difficult even to breathe.
Glazed sacred light flowed around Master Yuji, steadily resisting Yun Canghai's pressure, and his face also darkened completely.
Yun Canghai, you want to fight me? To shield a possible accomplice, you wouldn't hesitate to make an enemy of my Glazed Sacred Land?
Stop putting labels on me!
Yun Canghai took a step forward. An ancient jade seal appeared above his head, exuding a vast aura capable of suppressing the universe, and locked onto Master Yuji.
I am taking away the disciples of my Myriad Arts Pavilion, it is perfectly justified! If you want to stop me, then try it! Let's see who between you and me can make the other stay today!
Master Yuji quickly weighed the situation in his mind.
Yun Canghai was at the late stage of the King Realm, his cultivation a hair higher than his own. If they really fought, although he wasn't afraid, it would be absolutely difficult to take him down in a short time, and they might even both end up heavily injured.
Fighting to the death with a sect master here over a few insignificant Myriad Arts Pavilion disciples and delaying the real business of tracking down the secret token was definitely not a wise move.
After a few breaths of stalemate, cold light flickered in Master Yuji's eyes. Finally, he gave a cold snort, and the aura around him slowly retracted.
Fine! Yun Canghai, you can take your people away. But I will report today's matter truthfully to the Sacred Lord. If it is found out in the future that your Myriad Arts Pavilion is indeed involved with that thief... Hmph!
Although he took a step back, the threat in his words did not diminish in the slightest.
Yun Canghai also knew to quit while he was ahead. He similarly restrained his aura and said coldly, It is not for others to point fingers at how my Myriad Arts Pavilion conducts itself! Fellow Daoist Master Yuji, look out for yourself!
After saying that, he didn't spare Master Yuji another glance. With a roll of his sleeve, a gentle spiritual power lifted all his disciples, turning into a brilliant stream of light, and he left indignantly without looking back!
He remembered today's humiliation, along with that mysterious mastermind and the little fatty who caused all this!
Watching Yun Canghai disappear into the horizon, Master Yuji's face was so gloomy that water could almost drip from it.
Elder... An elder of the Sacred Land stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
Leave them be! Master Yuji waved his hand, his tone icy.
Set up the 'Glazed Pure Light Array'! Purify this valley inside and out completely for me! Any concealment methods will have nowhere to hide under the sacred light! That brat must still be hiding here!
Yes!
The four elders responded in unison and immediately stood in the four directions, their hands forming incantation gestures.
Streaks of pure and translucent glazed light surged from their bodies. Like quicksilver spilling on the ground, it began to slowly sweep across every inch of land in the valley, not even sparing the inside of the rocks!
Master Yuji's sharp gaze scanned the entire valley, his divine sense like the most precise compass, not letting go of any trace of abnormality.
He firmly believed that the cunning little thief was hiding in some corner of this land!
In the valley, the glazed pure light spilled like quicksilver, pervasively sweeping across every inch of land and every rock.
Deep underground, Fatty Wang instantly felt his hairs stand on end!
He could clearly feel a powerful purifying force penetrating through layers of rock and soil, slowly seeping down.
I'm doomed, I'm doomed! This light is very wicked! Will I, your Grandpa Fatty, really be exposed by it?
Fatty Wang's heart instantly leaped into his throat. His right hand tightly gripped a Minor Void Shifting Talisman, spiritual power already poured into it, ready to activate at any moment.
He could even hear his heart beating wildly with a thump, thump, exceptionally clear in the dead silence of the darkness.
He could almost imagine the miserable scene of himself being dragged out by the glazed sacred light and exposed to the public eye.
He nervously felt the approach of the glazed light... washing over the rock layers above him like a tide... and then, slowly covering and seeping toward the narrow space he was in.
Fatty Wang held his breath, ready to face the moment of exposure.
However—
The expected scene of brilliant light shining and him being found with nowhere to hide did not appear.
When the seemingly pervasive glazed pure light touched the surrounding rock walls, it was as if it had encountered an invisible and incredibly tough membrane, unexpectedly being cleverly deflected and dispersed.
Huh?! Fatty Wang was stunned, his small eyes widening into circles. It... it didn't find me? How is this possible?!
He couldn't believe it. With the Glazed Sacred Land putting on such a grand display, how could they not discover him when he was so close at hand?
He immediately focused all his attention and carefully investigated his surroundings. Only upon this careful investigation did he suddenly realize!
It turned out that around this narrow space where he was buried deep, on the rock walls, someone had branded a layer of extremely obscure yet profoundly mysterious concealment runes using highly brilliant techniques!
These runes perfectly blended into the structure of the rock itself, absorbing the faint spiritual energy of the earth veins to operate, silently forming a small but exceptionally resilient concealment array!
This array not only concealed his aura but also seemed to blur this small space from the outside world. So much so that when the powerful glazed pure light swept past, it was like light shining on a highly polished round stone; the vast majority of it simply slid off and refracted away!
This... this is...
Fatty Wang gasped, a storm of shock surging in his heart.
"It's that black-hearted thief?! Not only did he spare my life and bury me... he actually had the kindness to set up such a powerful concealment array for me?!"
At this moment, Fatty Wang's emotions were complicated to the extreme.
The image of the guy who had robbed him of all his worldly wealth suddenly became profoundly mysterious.
"Just what is this guy's background? He was an absolute fiend when he robbed me, stripping me completely bare, yet he turns around and secretly leaves Lord Fatty a life-saving array?
These methods... they can even bypass the secret arts of the Glazed Holy Land?! This guy is actually pretty nice..."
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!
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
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.
