Inside the cave, Fatty Wang's tale of blood and tears came to an end. He slumped onto the ground, his face full of annoyance.
Xiao Ruobai finished dealing with the last trace of death aura on his arm and looked up at Ling Xi. Third Junior Sister, did Master ask you to come down the mountain?
Ling Xi nodded slightly, her eyes looking somewhat profound under the dancing firelight. Master said it was lively here, so he sent me to gain some experience and see the world.
She paused, her gaze sweeping over Xiao Ruobai, whose battle intent had yet to fade, and Fang Hanyu, whose aura was deep and steady. A very faint smile flashed across the corners of her lips.
It seems that the recent experiences of my two senior brothers have been far more... colorful than I imagined.
Xiao Ruobai laughed heartily and patted the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Halberd beside him. Isn't that the truth! Sparring with these old monsters has really loosened up my bones!
Although he spoke lightly, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. It was obvious that these fierce battles had benefited him greatly.
He suddenly remembered something and turned to ask Fatty Wang, Right, Fatty, you just said you were stripped naked... What about the Seven Stars Secret Token? Was it also taken?
Hearing this, Fatty Wang instantly perked up. He chuckled smugly and fished out the quaint token from his chest, waving it around.
Big bro, are you talking about that black-hearted thief who doesn't know a good thing when he sees it? He stripped me bare, but actually threw this token back to me like it was trash! Haha, your Lord Fatty got a free bargain!
He put the token away like a prized treasure, then looked eagerly at the several spatial rings that Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu had looted.
Big bro, second bro, quickly check if there are any top-grade talisman papers and spirit ink in these spoils of war! This time I'm going to draw a few big ones. Next time someone blocks my door, I'll definitely blow them to pieces!
Just as Fatty Wang was rubbing his hands together in anticipation and Xiao Ruobai and the others were preparing to inventory their harvest and meditate to adjust their breathing, the news of them defying the heavens to slay Kings and beheading old monsters swept across the entire Eastern Region like a violent hurricane at an astonishing speed.
The top factions of the Eastern Region grew deeply wary of them.
In the Supreme Profound Holy Land, Holy Son Yun Yicheng gripped the jade slip recording the details of the battle so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His usual gentle expression was replaced by extreme shock. Looking at the sea of clouds outside the window, he muttered to himself.
Heavenly Beings slaying Kings... our generation has truly been looking at the sky from the bottom of a well. The Dao Protector elder behind him remained silent, his eyes equally filled with disbelief.
When other Holy Son level figures from major Holy Lands received the news, their faces turned ashen, and some even accidentally knocked over their spirit tea.
They usually prided themselves as heaven's chosen, constantly competing with each other. Yet at this moment, they clearly felt a despairing gap, like the light of a firefly compared to the bright moon.
In the Glazed Holy Land, the stone door of a cave dwelling swirling with dense spiritual energy opened with a loud rumble. A young man dressed in luxurious robes, his face somewhat pale and weak, stepped out.
It was none other than the Quasi-Holy Son who had been in seclusion for a long time—Xue Wuhen. He had consumed a massive amount of the Holy Land's precious resources just to barely restore his cultivation back to the late stage of the Cave Heaven Realm.
Compared to his arrogance and domineering attitude before his seclusion, a trace of indelible fear was now hidden deep in his eyes, and even his aura seemed somewhat volatile and unstable.
In order to rebuild his Dao heart, he had truly suffered endless torment during this seclusion.
For the first few days, he couldn't even swallow clear water. Whenever he saw liquid food, the filthy image of that latrine would flash before his eyes, causing his stomach to churn and making him vomit endlessly.
Even his favorite top-tier ingredients from the past now made him nauseous just thinking about them. This comprehensive devastation of both his body and spirit had almost completely broken him.
At this moment, he forced himself out of seclusion, trying hard to restore his former haughtiness on his face, but his slightly trembling fingertips betrayed his inner fragility.
He looked at the disciple waiting respectfully outside the cave dwelling, his voice carrying a barely noticeable hoarseness and urgency.
During my time in seclusion, has there been any news from outside the sect? That damn fatty... has he been caught?!
He practically gritted his teeth as he asked the last question, extremely venomous light shooting from his eyes.
In his heart, all his humiliation stemmed from that damn fatty! As long as he could tear Fatty Wang into ten thousand pieces and extract his soul for refinement, he could completely wash away this stain and regain his Dao heart!
Hearing this, the disciple's body trembled violently. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and he fell to his knees with a thud, his voice carrying a crying tone. R-Reporting to the Quasi-Holy Son... The f-fatty... He, he...
Seeing him like this, an extremely ominous premonition rose in Xue Wuhen's heart, but holding onto a sliver of hope, he shouted sternly, Why are you stammering! Speak! Has he been caught? Where is he locked up, take me there quickly.
N-No, Quasi-Holy Son! The disciple almost collapsed to the ground.
That fatty... not only was he not caught... he, he later met two fiends at the border of Xuan Province, and they killed Master Yuji!
What Master Yuji? Xue Wuhen didn't react immediately and asked subconsciously. Then, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpricks. What did you say? The King Realm Master Yuji?!
Exactly, Quasi-Holy Son! the disciple wailed. The news is absolutely true, it has already spread throughout the Eastern Region! They are even more powerful now!
This is outrageous! What about the Holy Land? Did they not step forward again?!
Xue Wuhen's voice carried his final expectation and a barely detectable tremble; the Holy Land was his only hope for revenge.
The disciple trembled all over, burying his head even lower, his voice filled with fear. Reporting to the Holy Son, the Holy Land... the higher-ups of the Holy Land seem to be wary...
Wary?
Xue Wuhen acted as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world and interrupted emotionally, My Glazed Holy Land would be wary of a few wild rogue cultivators? What kind of background do they have?! Speak!
Frightened by his harsh voice, the disciple shivered and hurriedly said, It is said that those two fiends, one is called Battle Asura and the other is Sword in White. It seems there is a peerless powerhouse standing behind them!
Battle Asura, Sword in White. A peerless powerhouse...
These words were like a death knell, exploding with a rumble in Xue Wuhen's mind!
Of course he knew these two titles!
What made his entire body run cold was the terrifying rumor about the powerhouse behind them—turning the Demonic Heaven Sect to ashes with a snap of their fingers! What kind of heaven-defying means was that?
Although the Glazed Holy Land was strong, they absolutely did not want to easily forge a blood feud with such an existence!
It seems that counting on the Holy Land to go all out to avenge me will be difficult...
This realization was like a basin of ice water, extinguishing his last sliver of fantasy. But immediately after, an even more twisted sense of unwillingness and resentment bred from the bottom of his heart.
This extraordinary humiliation, this hatred that had almost ruined his Dao foundation—if he could not avenge it, his cultivation in this life would never advance another inch. Inner demons would run rampant, and he would live under a shadow forever!
But this blood feud... if I don't avenge it, how can my Dao heart remain stable?!
Just as his mind was agitated and he was almost swallowed by despair, another thought suddenly popped up. The news of his miserable exit from seclusion definitely couldn't be kept a secret.
How would those rivals within the Holy Land who already disliked him, the other Quasi-Holy Sons, mock him? I'm afraid that at this very moment, he, Xue Wuhen, had already become the biggest laughingstock in the entire Glazed Holy Land!
Staying here meant not only giving up all hope of revenge, but also enduring endless ridicule and disdainful glares. This was a fate worse than death!
He couldn't stay here any longer... he had to leave immediately!
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】
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
