Three thousand miles outside the Qingxuan Sect, deep within a desolate and ancient mountain range.
Two fierce sword intents surged into the sky, tearing apart the clouds above the valley.
An invisible, razor-sharp aura permeated the air. The vegetation bowed low, and subtle sword marks were carved into the surfaces of the rocks.
In the center of the valley, beside a spring swirling with chaotic mist, a peculiar plant swayed gently.
Its entire body seemed carved from jade, standing no more than three feet tall and shaped like an orchid. However, the edges of every leaf shimmered with a visible silver radiance.
That radiance was not spiritual energy, but innate sword qi condensed to the absolute extreme!
The space around this grass was slightly distorted, emitting faint sounds of ringing swords.
Sword Heart Grass!
Rumored to grow only where an ancient sword cultivation mighty figure had passed away, it was a holy relic born from the convergence of sword qi and worldly essence over ten thousand years.
For sword cultivators, it was an unparalleled treasure used to temper sword intent and elevate the grade of their natal flying swords.
On either side of the spring, two figures confronted each other from a distance.
The person on the east side wore a white robe adorned with star patterns, unique to the Yaoguang Holy Land. He had a tall, straight posture, a handsome face, and an innate arrogance resting between his brows.
Just by standing there, invisible sword qi flowed around him, causing the power of the surrounding stars to faintly resonate.
This was none other than the Holy Son of the Yaoguang Holy Land, Mo Yiqian!
Only in his thirties, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the Celestial Realm. Hailed as the leader of the younger generation of sword cultivators in the Central Domain, he certainly had the capital to look down upon his peers.
He stared hotly at the Sword Heart Grass, then swept a cold glance at the obstacle opposite him. His voice carried a trace of anger, "This item is destined for me. Sir, back away."
The person on the west side wore an ordinary green shirt, dressed like a wandering rogue cultivator. His face was plain, with only a pair of clear and calm eyes standing out.
The aura fluctuating from his body was at the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm. This was Li Xuanfeng, who had disguised his identity and appearance to travel down the mountain and gain experience.
Facing Mo Yiqian's oppressive presence and realm suppression, Li Xuanfeng's expression remained unchanged. He simply spoke calmly, his voice steady, "Spiritual items of heaven and earth belong to those who find them. If you wish to take it by force, you must first ask the sword in my hand."
"Heh, you overestimate yourself!"
Mo Yiqian sneered, his patience exhausted. He formed his fingers into a sword and pointed through the air!
"Swoosh!"
An extremely condensed stream of starlight sword qi, like a shooting star tearing through the night sky, instantly pierced the air. Emitting a sharp whistling sound, it shot straight toward the center of Li Xuanfeng's brow!
This finger strike seemed casual, but it was as fast as lightning and unmatched in ferocity, revealing Mo Yiqian's profound cultivation and exquisite mastery of the sword.
An ordinary mid-stage Celestial Realm cultivator would likely not even have the chance to react before being instantly and heavily injured by this strike!
However, facing this sudden, ruthless, and swift attack, Li Xuanfeng seemed to have anticipated it.
Without moving his feet, his body swayed gently like a willow catkin in the wind.
That fierce finger sword grazed past his temples by a hairsbreadth. The sharp energy it brought along quietly severed a few strands of his hair, but failed to harm him in the slightest.
The finger sword continued with undiminished momentum, blasting into the rock wall behind him. It instantly pierced a bottomless hole, its edges as smooth as a mirror.
Missing his strike, a flash of surprise crossed Mo Yiqian's eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a thicker battle intent.
"Interesting! Try taking another sword from me!"
He stopped probing. With a flash of light in his hand, the renowned Yaoguang Holy Sword was already in his grasp.
The blade flowed with a dreamlike starlight radiance, and a far more vast and majestic sword pressure instantly enveloped the entire valley!
Surrounded by starlight, his peak Celestial Realm cultivation was fully displayed. Every swing of the Yaoguang Holy Sword in his hand drew upon the power of the surrounding stars. The sword momentum was grand and majestic, carrying a proud arrogance that sought to crush everything.
However, what severely shook his heart was that the longsword in the green-shirted man's hand traced out harmonious and rounded trajectories. They appeared clumsy and slow, but acted like deep-sea whirlpools, completely drawing in, dissolving, and deflecting his starlight sword qi that was powerful enough to tear apart mountains!
His eyes were sharp, but his heart grew increasingly shocked.
"What is this person's background? He is clearly only at the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm, yet his sword intent is so condensed and heavy! My starlight sword intent actually struggles to shake his foundation?"
His sword intent was already considered top-tier among the younger generation. It was incomparably condensed, enough to make peerless geniuses of the same generation pale in fear.
But at this moment, he felt his sword intent crashing against the opponent's seemingly clumsy sword circles like waves beating against a reef. Despite the massive momentum, it was difficult to truly destroy the opponent!
Furthermore, the sense of oppression brought by this green-shirted man's sword intent faintly reminded him of the previous generation's Holy Son in the Holy Land, who had been immersed in the Dao of the Sword for nearly a hundred years. It was a feeling of unfathomable depth!
"No! This is impossible!"
Mo Yiqian roared in his heart. His sword momentum changed again, becoming increasingly fierce. "Yaoguang Starfall!"
Thousands of sword lights fell like a meteor shower, covering the area below.
Meanwhile, Li Xuanfeng, standing in the center of the storm, kept a calm expression. The longsword in his hand carved out harmonious trajectories, defending himself so tightly that not even the wind could leak through.
His foundation was robust beyond imagination!
This cultivation base stemmed from the Qingxuan Sect's current massive tilt of resources toward him, and even more so from his ability to cultivate at the Purple Bamboo Peak every half month, occasionally receiving guidance from Gu Changge.
Gu Changge's pointers were always incisive, pointing directly to the origin of the Great Dao, allowing him to avoid countless detours.
Coupled with his frequent sparring of sword intent with Junior Brother Fang, whose sword was fierce, treacherous, and full of destruction, fighting against him was like dancing on the tip of a blade. It forced him to temper his sword intent to an incredibly condensed state and build an incomparably solid foundation just to barely hold his own.
In contrast, although the sword intent of the Yaoguang Holy Son before him could also be called condensed and sharp, compared to Fang Hanyu's chaotic sword intent that seemed capable of severing karma and annihilating all things, it was simply like a stream compared to a vast ocean, lacking that extreme sense of oppression.
In fact, purely in terms of the purity and condensation of sword intent, Li Xuanfeng was confident that the sword intent he had honed with Junior Brother Fang was not necessarily inferior to his opponent's!
The commotion of their fierce battle was too great.
Several figures flew over from a distance, hiding at a safe range to observe. When they saw the two people fighting clearly, a chorus of gasps immediately sounded.
"It's the Yaoguang Holy Son, Mo Yiqian!"
"Who is his opponent? I've never seen him before! He can actually fight a Holy Land's Holy Son to a standstill?"
"Evenly matched! They are absolutely evenly matched! Look at the aftershocks of their sword intent clashing, it's terrifying!"
Exclamations rang out, filled with shock. Being able to go toe-to-toe with a Holy Son of the Central State, this green-shirted sword cultivator was enough to become famous across an entire region!
The two in the arena seemed completely deaf to the spying around them.
Mo Yiqian was spurred by the onlookers' exclamations, rousing his competitive spirit. The starlight in his eyes shone brilliantly. "To be able to fight me to this extent, you have enough reason to be proud! Now, be careful!"
"North Star Sword Domain, open!"
Buzz! With him at the center, a radius of a hundred zhang instantly transformed into a starry sky domain. Stars revolved, and the sword intent was chilling.
Within the domain, Mo Yiqian's speed and power skyrocketed. His sword momentum poured down like a galaxy, its might multiplying!
"Bring it on!"
Li Xuanfeng's gaze focused, not daring to be negligent. As he swung his longsword, he carved out profound trajectories, like the great void encompassing all phenomena, dissolving and guiding away the violent starlight sword qi one by one.
Though he defended more than he attacked, he remained as steady as a boulder.
The onlookers were dazzled, their hearts surging with excitement.
"His Highness the Holy Son has unleashed his Domain!"
"To think that the man in azure robes could actually withstand it! He is too powerful!"
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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!"
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.
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!
