A corner of Lao Huang’s colossal, mountain-like body emerged. Looking down at the several ancient emperor princes with bell-like eyes, it grinned, revealing a row of stark white teeth.
“Run? Your old man is already stone-cold, so where do you little brats think you can run—to the heavens?”
With that, it opened its mouth and inhaled. A tremendous suction force swept up the ancient emperor princes, carrying them back in streaks of light to the vicinity of the Southern Domain battlefield.
“Job done.”
Lao Huang snorted in satisfaction.
Before its voice had even faded, the Demon Emperor Yuan Tiangang had already arrived with the surviving Demon Clan Great Sages and tribal chieftains.
He glanced at the ancient emperor princes bound tightly before him, then drew a deep breath. After straightening his battered imperial robe, he bowed deeply to Lao Huang.
This bow was more solemn than any before it, filled with indescribable gratitude.
“Senior Ox King!”
Yuan Tiangang’s voice was hoarse with the relief of surviving a calamity, yet exceptionally clear.
“During this great calamity in the Southern Domain, if not for Senior and the several human friends lending us your full assistance, our modern-era Demon Clan would have been doomed beyond redemption! This kindness is no different from granting us a new lease on life!”
Lao Huang was so startled by the grand gesture that its huge eyes rolled. It waved one enormous hoof and said dismissively,
“Hey, hey, get up, get up. Little Ape, spare me the formalities! I, Lao Huang, was born in the Southern Domain too. I just couldn’t stand by and watch those old antiques crawl out of their graves to bully people, so I gave them a casual beating!”
Yuan Tiangang slowly straightened, his gaze burning as he looked at Lao Huang. There was something in his eyes that made Lao Huang inexplicably uncomfortable.
Yuan Tiangang seemed to have made up his mind. He spoke again, his tone incomparably grave.
“Senior…”
He had barely uttered the first two words when every hair on Lao Huang’s body stood on end. It hurriedly cut him off.
“Stop! Enough! What’s with all this ‘Senior’ nonsense? It gives me goosebumps! Just call me Old Bull like you used to. That sounds much better!”
Yuan Tiangang was left speechless for a moment. Seeing the look on Lao Huang’s face—as if it would kick up its heels if he called it “Senior” again—he gave a bitter smile and changed his address.
“All right, Old Bull.”
He paused. His gaze grew even more resolute, as though he had summoned every ounce of his strength before asking a question that struck like a thunderbolt.
“Old Bull, I just want to ask you something. Do you want to be the Demon Emperor?”
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire area fell silent.
Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, and the others all looked over in astonishment. The surviving Demon Clan leaders behind Yuan Tiangang held their breaths as well.
Lao Huang blinked its enormous eyes, its face showing a mixture of utter disdain and bafflement. In its deep, booming voice, it said, “What? You want me?”
Its eyes traveled up and down Yuan Tiangang’s battered body and torn robes. Lao Huang shook its massive head like a rattle drum and took half a step back.
“What do I want you for? You’re covered in wounds, nearly bald, and look so bony you’d be uncomfortable to sit on. Besides, if I’m looking for a mount, I’d want a spirited qilin or something.”
As it spoke, its bull eyes unconsciously glanced at Mo Yu.
The golden-red scales covering Mo Yu’s body tightened. He silently tucked his head behind Wang Zhan.
Yuan Tiangang nearly choked on Lao Huang’s brazen words. His old face flushed red, then pale.
“What are you thinking? I’m asking whether you want the position of Demon Emperor! The throne of the Southern Domain’s Demon Clan! Who said anything about wanting me?”
“Oh…” Lao Huang finally understood. It drawled the word out before muttering,
“So that position. You should’ve made that clear from the start. You nearly gave me a fright. I thought the beating had damaged your brain…”
The chieftains and demon kings of the Southern Domain below were startled at first. Then most of them began to ponder, and some even revealed looks of anticipation.
After witnessing the scene of destruction and rebirth that had just turned the heavens and earth upside down, they could not help but think: if such an unfathomably powerful senior of the Demon Clan became their patron, how could the Southern Domain’s Demon Clan fail to prosper?
Lao Huang shook its enormous head like a rattle drum and backed away several steps, shouting in its deep voice,
“No, no, no! Don’t scare me! You should keep the position. You’re doing just fine, just fine!”
Its disdainful yet slightly flustered appearance dispelled much of the tension hanging over the scene.
Seeing this, Yuan Tiangang felt a trace of disappointment, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that an existence of Lao Huang’s stature truly had no interest in such matters.
Since Lao Huang’s attitude was firm, Yuan Tiangang understood its temperament and knew that it could not be forced.
His gaze shifted to Mo Yu, who stood quietly to one side.
“Little friend Mo Yu,” Yuan Tiangang said, his tone sincere and inquisitive, his solemnity toward Lao Huang now restrained.
“You possess the bloodline of a qilin and extraordinary natural talent. You also fought desperately for the Southern Domain this time. I wonder, would you have any interest in the position of Demon Emperor—”
Before he could finish, Mo Yu gently shook his head. His golden-red eyes were clear and resolute.
“Thank you for Your Majesty the Demon Emperor’s favor, but Mo Yu has no interest in it. I am worried about the safety of my people and must go investigate the altar.”
Yuan Tiangang nodded in understanding.
“Young friend, your loyalty and devotion to your people are admirable. You should indeed go.”
Mo Yu cupped his hands in thanks. His body transformed into a streak of golden-red light, and he instantly arrived before the ruined altar.
Mo Yu transformed into another streak of golden-red light and landed in an instant before the ruined altar that had borne witness to blood and fire.
The scent of scorched earth mingled with the lingering stench of blood and rushed into his nose.
He focused his mind and steadied his breath.
The pure power of his qilin bloodline, warm as blood itself, slowly flowed into the totem.
“Om—!”
It was as though a heart that had slept for countless ages had been awakened. The altar trembled violently, and its dim patterns lit up one after another!
A warm and vast summons originating from the deepest reaches of his bloodline instantly enveloped him.
The portal stabilized and opened wide. From beyond it came innate fire and earth essence so pure that it made one tremble, along with countless faint yet familiar heartbeats and auras!
Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Yu stepped through.
The world before him suddenly opened wide.
The sky was a pale gold, with auspicious clouds drifting across it. In the distance, mountain ranges rose and fell like crouching qilin. A vast and ancient bloodline pressure, sharing the same origin as his own, enveloped the entire region.
This was actually the legendary ancestral land of the qilin!
It was not an illusion or projection, but a real inheritance realm that had remained hidden for countless ages!
“Mo Yu! Mo Yu has returned!”
“Young Master!”
Excited cries rang out from the distance.
Mo Yu looked up. He saw thousands of members of the Qilin Clan, all bearing injuries of varying severity, pouring out from between the mountains and from their cave dwellings. Leading them were several clan elders whose auras were weak but whose faces were filled with excitement.
They had truly succeeded in passing through the ancient blood-sacrifice formation and returned to this ancestral land to take refuge!
“Grand Elder! Uncles! Everyone is safe—thank heavens!”
Mo Yu hurried forward. As he looked upon his people, who were battered but had mostly survived, the tension that had held his heart taut finally eased. His voice carried a tremor of emotion.
“Heaven has blessed our clan!”
One of the clan elders was moved to tears.
“If this ancestral realm had not suddenly appeared and received us, our entire clan would have been wiped out. Young Master, what is the situation outside? What happened to that ancient Demon Court…”
Mo Yu briefly recounted the earth-shaking changes that had taken place outside. When they heard that the supreme beings of the ancient Demon Court had all perished and that the turmoil had subsided, the clan members were shocked and sighed with emotion before erupting in wild joy.
“So that’s what happened…”
The Grand Elder murmured to himself. He looked at Mo Yu with an incomparably complicated expression—relief mingled with a heavy sense of responsibility.
“Young Master, to have encountered such a wise ruler is truly the greatest blessing our clan could have received amid this misfortune.
“This ancestral land manifested in response to the anguished cry of our bloodline as our clan teetered on the brink of extinction. It is the final protection left to us by our ancestors.
“This place offers not only shelter, but also…”
He paused and gazed toward the depths of the ancestral land, where the most majestic divine mountain stood, radiating an aura of primordial antiquity.
“An intact ancestral inheritance grotto, awaiting its rightful master.”
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
