Fatty Wang subconsciously smacked his lips, an involuntary sense of gratitude for surviving a disaster welling up in his heart.
This profound and exquisite formation had clearly saved his little life.
But a second later, his plump body shuddered as he suddenly realized, Wait a minute! Why the hell should Lord Fatty be grateful to him!
That tiny bit of gratitude that had just surfaced was instantly washed away by a massive wave of frustration.
If it weren't for that thousand-cuts-deserving bastard knocking me out, stripping me naked, and burying me in a pit, how would I have ended up in this state!
Fatty Wang lay paralyzed in the dirt, clutching his wildly beating heart, feeling both relieved and depressed.
As time ticked by, the Glazed Cleansing Light swept over the area several times, and Master Yuji's frown deepened above ground.
Elder, we have not found any abnormal auras or traces of concealment, an elder responsible for maintaining the formation reported respectfully.
Master Yuji's face was gloomy. He carefully swept the area with his divine sense several more times, but indeed found nothing.
Doubts couldn't help but rise in his mind. Could that brat really be out of the valley already?
Withdraw the formation.
Master Yuji said coldly, That thief must have used some secret technique to escape far away. Let's go and expand the search radius. He couldn't have gotten far!
As soon as his voice fell, four streaks of light soared into the sky alongside Master Yuji, instantly disappearing over the horizon. The valley returned to a deathly silence.
Underground, Fatty Wang held his breath and concentrated, waiting for another good half an hour. Only after confirming that there was truly no more movement above, and even the chirping of birds and insects had resumed, did he let out a long, careful sigh of relief.
Phew... That scared Lord Fatty to death! I thought I was really doomed this time!
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lingering fear still gripping his heart.
That restriction was truly powerful, it even bypassed the Holy Land's formation? Just what is the background of the guy who buried me?
With the crisis averted, the desire to escape became overwhelmingly strong.
He began to struggle with all his might, mobilizing what little spiritual energy he had recovered. Twisting his body, he slowly rubbed and squeezed against the surrounding dirt and rocks.
After expending a herculean effort, ending up covered in dirt and feeling as if his body was falling apart, he finally heard a muffled poof as his head pushed through the loose soil!
Cough, cough... ptui, ptui!
He greedily breathed in the air tinged with gunpowder and the scent of blood, straining to uproot his plump body from the pit. He slumped to the side, panting heavily from exhaustion.
He rested for quite a while before finally catching his breath.
Sigh, my precious treasures...
The grief of losing his entire fortune washed over him again. With a long face, his gaze subconsciously swept over the pit he had just crawled out of.
With this glance, his small eyes instantly widened into perfect circles!
In the loose soil at the bottom of the pit, a few faint gleams of light were actually flickering! He quickly pounced over, using both hands to rapidly dig through the dirt.
Soon, several items appeared before his eyes:
The Seven-Star Secret Token, the Shadow Cloak, the Metamorphosis Jade Pendant, and a few other miscellaneous treasures.
These... aren't these my things? He didn't take them?!
Fatty Wang was initially stunned, but then his face revealed a look of unbelievable ecstasy mixed with a highly peculiar expression.
That black-hearted thief... he, he actually doesn't know a good thing when he sees it?!
This Shadow Cloak and Metamorphosis Jade Pendant can conceal auras and change one's appearance. They are essential divine artifacts for scamming and... bah, for traveling the cultivation world! Did he look down on them, or did he just not recognize their value?!
Fatty Wang looked at these recovered life-saving treasures that he treated as precious gems, his feelings incredibly complicated.
On one hand, he was wildly ecstatic that his core assets were saved! On the other hand, he felt a deep sense of being insulted.
Forget it, forget it!
He shook his head, no longer thinking about that weird guy, and gleefully stowed everything carefully into his storage ring.
Even though Lord Fatty suffered heavy losses, my true foundation is intact! Hehe, it's better that he didn't know their worth!
Although his main wealth was gone, regaining his core treasures gave Fatty Wang back a bit of confidence and comfort.
He held his breath and concentrated, waiting for another good half an hour. Only after confirming that there was truly no more movement above, and even the chirping of birds and insects had resumed, did he let out a long, careful sigh of relief.
Phew... That scared Lord Fatty to death! They're finally all gone!
With the crisis averted, he decided to leave this godforsaken place immediately.
First, he carefully circulated his spiritual energy to slowly shake off the loose dirt and rocks above his head. His movements were extremely gentle, terrified of making even the slightest sound.
After a great deal of effort, he finally managed to open a gap at the edge of the pit just large enough for his head to peek through, without causing too much of a disturbance.
Like a vigilant groundhog, he first pressed his ear against the gap to listen closely. After confirming it was dead silent outside, he carefully and slowly poked his head out, his small eyes darting around.
It was near dusk, and the light in the valley was dim. The area was a mess, and indeed, it was completely empty.
Hehe, safe! Fatty Wang rejoiced inwardly and was just about to climb out completely.
However, the moment his head fully emerged from the ground and his gaze swept past a massive rock to his front-left—
His eyes met a pair of eyes behind the rock that were equally filled with shock, which quickly turned into wild joy and ferocity!
Hiding behind that rock was shockingly a mid-stage Heaven Realm elder wearing the robes of the Glazed Holy Land!
He had been ordered to lie in ambush here. Thinking it was a fruitless effort, he was just preparing to withdraw. He never expected the target to drill out of the ground all on his own!
As their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze!
Little thief! You really are here!!
The elder's reaction was astonishingly fast. His shock lasted only a fraction of a second before turning into a furious roar. His figure shot out from behind the rock like lightning, and at the same time, he instantly crushed a communication jade slip in his hand!
Fuck! Fatty Wang was frightened out of his wits, nearly jumping out of his skin on the spot!
He never imagined a living, breathing person was hiding right under his nose!
The instinct to survive overpowered everything else!
Almost at the exact same moment the elder roared, he violently yanked his head back down and frantically activated the Minor Void Shift Talisman he had readied in his right hand!
Buzz—!
A silver light flared, and intense spatial fluctuations suddenly rippled outward, centered on the pit he was in!
Where do you think you're going! How could the elder let him slip away? Before he even arrived, a condensed Glazed Finger Beam tore through the air, shooting straight for the pit!
Here goes nothing! Fatty Wang roared, his spiritual energy surging wildly!
The finger beam arrived in a flash, viciously blasting the edge of the pit!
Bang! Dirt splattered, and crushed stones shot in all directions!
But the silver light had already reached its peak, completely enveloping Fatty Wang's figure, stretching it, and blurring it into nothingness...
The finger beam was ultimately a split-second too slow. It merely shattered Fatty Wang's lingering afterimage and blasted the messy pit, failing to interrupt the teleportation.
Target found! In a pit at the southeast corner of the valley! He escaped using an evasion talisman! The spatial fluctuations point towards the northeast!!
The elder's anxious and furious voice was instantly transmitted along with the jade slip's message!
The news was like a clap of thunder, instantly exploding in the minds of Master Yuji and the others who hadn't gone far!
Cold light erupted in Master Yuji's eyes, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. What a cunning little thief! To dare play me for a fool like this! Chase him!
His figure transformed into a streak of light that tore through the sky. He instantly locked onto the faint yet distinct spatial trajectory to the northeast, giving chase at a speed far surpassing his previous pace!
Several other elders followed closely behind, radiating murderous intent!
Meanwhile, dozens of miles away, Fatty Wang's figure had just tumbled out of the void when that familiar, bone-chilling killing intent locked onto him once more. Like a maggot clinging to the bone, it fastened onto him, closing in at an even more terrifying speed!
"Are you ever going to give it a rest?!" Terrified out of his wits, Fatty Wang let out a bizarre yelp. Without even looking, he whipped out another escape talisman and desperately activated it!
A new, even more perilous round of this life-and-death pursuit had abruptly escalated!

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.”

u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

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."

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?