Gu Changge slowly poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Xuanyangzi, as if he hadn't heard his vicious plan.
"Senior Brother, drink some tea and cool your temper."
Xuanyangzi paused. Looking at Gu Changge's calm and breezy demeanor, his chest full of anger felt like it had been doused with cold water. He choked back his words and helplessly took the teacup.
"Junior Brother, aren't you worried? Xuanfeng, he..."
Right at that moment, Gu Changge's mind stirred, and a voice directly echoed in the mind of Xiao Ruobai, who was currently fighting fiercely inside the Prodigy Tower.
"Ruobai, come back for a moment."
Xuanyangzi's words were cut off, and he looked at Gu Changge in confusion.
A moment later, Xiao Ruobai walked out of the Prodigy Tower. His battle intent had yet to disperse, and his blood vitality was steaming like a furnace. Seeing that Xuanyangzi was also there, he bowed slightly. "Sect Master Martial Uncle, Master."
Xuanyangzi looked at Xiao Ruobai's aura, which was almost uncontainable and on the verge of breaking through, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Gu Changge sized Xiao Ruobai up and gave a slight nod. "Mhm, your foundation has been polished quite well. Your blood vitality is abundant, and your battle intent is solid. With a few more battles to temper yourself, you will naturally step into the King Realm."
A sharp light flashed in Xiao Ruobai's eyes as he bowed. "This disciple understands! Please give your orders, Master!"
Gu Changge's tone was flat. "Currently, your Senior Brother Li is being hunted down by Fakong from the Western Region. Go join the fun. Fellow disciples should naturally support one another."
Hearing this, Xuanyangzi's eyes immediately lit up!
That's right! How could he have forgotten about Ruobai!
Ruobai was a Battle Asura! An existence with heaven-defying combat prowess!
If he went, could that bald donkey still act so arrogantly?
He was just about to clap his hands in approval when he saw Gu Changge wave his hand. "Go on. If you run into Xuanfeng and the others, tell them to come back for a bit."
"It's about time to give them some special training again!" Gu Changge added in his heart.
"This disciple accepts the order!"
Xiao Ruobai replied in a deep voice without any hesitation. He turned and strode away. With every step he took, the battle intent on his body condensed by a fraction, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, its edge piercing straight into the clouds!
Xuanyangzi looked at Xiao Ruobai's murderous back and opened his mouth, but his chest full of excitement and support suddenly got stuck. His heart inexplicably skipped a beat, and a familiar, unexplainable sense of unease rose within him.
He subconsciously touched his chest and muttered to himself, "Wait, Ruobai going out this time is to help Xuanfeng deal with that bald donkey, right? It should just be a spar between peers, mainly to save someone, right?"
But why, looking at Ruobai's retreating figure, and then thinking about the previous fates of the Demon Heaven Sect and the Glazed Holy Land, as well as Gu Changge's casual remark about joining the fun...
Xuanyangzi suddenly shuddered, and an absurd yet terrifying thought uncontrollably popped into his head:
"Could Ruobai going out this time stir up trouble again? Is some blind faction going to suffer a terrible disaster again?
This is just a clash among peer prodigies, it shouldn't go that far, right?"
The more he thought about it, the more his hair stood on end. His previous anger towards Fakong had long been suppressed by this sudden premonition.
He looked at Gu Changge, only to see his junior brother still calmly sipping his tea, as if he had merely sent a disciple down the mountain to buy some groceries.
Xuanyangzi: "..."
He suddenly felt that being the Sect Master was truly exhausting.
Half a day later, in a desolate valley.
This place was the destination pointed out by his master, and it was also a necessary path on Li Xuanfeng's escape route.
After Xiao Ruobai arrived, his divine sense swept the surroundings, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
He was not in a hurry to find Fakong. Instead, he thought for a moment, and a cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.
He circulated a secret technique, and the surging aura around him retracted like the tide. His spiritual energy fluctuations were firmly suppressed to the level of the early Heaven and Human Realm, making him look just like a rogue cultivator.
Following that, he flipped his palm, and a strange ore appeared in his hand.
The ore was only the size of a fist, but it exuded an ancient aura like the unformed chaos. Its surface was even entwined with dragon patterns, as if true dragons were swimming and roaring within it.
This was some leftover material from when Gu Changge refined puppets, which he had casually tossed to Xiao Ruobai back then—Chaos Dragon Engraved Iron!
This item was a supreme treasure for forging peerless divine weapons, holding a fatal attraction for any cultivator.
Especially that true dragon aura and chaos Dao rhythm; for Buddhist cultivators who needed to forge demon-subduing artifacts and accumulate merit, it was an irresistible temptation!
Xiao Ruobai slightly released its aura, just enough to catch the attention of passing experts without being overly conspicuous.
He himself pretended to have just discovered the treasure, carefully examining it with pleasant surprise and vigilance, preparing to collect it, as he stood quietly in the center of the valley.
It was like an incredibly alluring bright lamp lit up in the darkness.
Just waiting for that greedy moth to dart into the flame.
Not long after.
In the sky, two streaks of light flashed past, one after the other. It was exactly Li Xuanfeng and Fakong, who had chased him all the way here.
Fakong's divine sense swept below. He had intended to continue the pursuit, but he suddenly paused!
"Hm? What is that? It's actually Chaos Dragon Engraved Iron?!"
Fakong's gaze was instantly drawn to that piece of ore, and an un-concealable gleam of greed erupted in his eyes!
"Such divine material and immortal metal has actually appeared in this place? Truly, the Heavenly Dao favors my Buddha!
If this item can be fused into my Eight Treasures Demon Subduing Pestle, it will definitely increase its power greatly, granting boundless merit!"
He looked again at the person holding the treasure. Their aura was merely at the early Heaven and Human Realm, and their face was unfamiliar; definitely not a renowned prodigy from the Eastern Region.
Fakong was overjoyed in his heart. "Truly, you can wear out iron shoes searching in vain, only to find it without any effort! Today, my, Fakong's, destiny has arrived!
I'll seize this treasure first, it won't be too late to chase down that man in the green shirt afterward!"
He suppressed his Buddhist light and descended into the valley. His face instantly changed into a solemn and dignified expression of compassion as he chanted a Buddhist epithet:
"Amitabha! Benefactor, please hold your steps."
Xiao Ruobai looked up alertly, gripping the Chaos Dragon Engraved Iron tightly, and asked in a deep voice, "What guidance does the Great Master have?"
Fakong smiled faintly. "The item in Benefactor's hand possesses natural dragon patterns and contains the supreme true meaning of the Buddhist Dharma. It has a tremendous karmic affinity with my Buddhist sect.
In Benefactor's hands, this item is nothing more than a stubborn stone, a bright pearl covered in dust. It would be better for this humble monk to invite it back to the temple and enshrine it before the Buddha. Only by chanting sutras and blessing it day and night can it bloom with its original radiance and accumulate boundless merit.
This is a deed of virtue, I hope Benefactor will oblige."
He spoke high-sounding words, but his footsteps quietly moved forward. An invisible King Realm pressure surged toward Xiao Ruobai like a tide, intending to subdue the enemy without fighting and make the other party voluntarily offer up the treasure.
Xiao Ruobai sneered in his heart, but his face revealed a look of struggle and anger. "Is the Great Master trying to rob me by force?"
"Benefactor's words are too harsh."
Fakong's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually grew cold. "This is destiny, guiding you toward goodness. If you remain obstinate, I fear you will breed inner demons and fall into the boundless hell.
Never mind, let this humble monk personally resolve this sinful karma for you!"
Seeing that Xiao Ruobai didn't know what was good for him, and being anxious to chase Li Xuanfeng, he completely lost his patience and directly made a move!
A large hand condensed from Buddhist light grabbed toward Xiao Ruobai! In his eyes, capturing a Heaven and Human Realm cultivator was as easy as taking something from his own pocket!
However, right at the very instant his Buddhist hand, containing the power of the King Realm, was about to touch Xiao Ruobai—
A sudden change occurred!
Xiao Ruobai originally exuded only the aura of the early stage of the Celestial Realm, but suddenly, it was as if a slumbering primeval behemoth had awakened within him!
"Boom—!!!"
A terrifying battle intent, peerlessly domineering and capable of rending the firmament, violently erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for countless eons!

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.”

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!

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!

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.