Chen Changsheng listened to the praise and cast a somewhat curious glance at Luo Hao beside him.
"Is he your disciple?"
Luo Hao did not feel there was anything inappropriate and nodded with a serious expression.
"His name is Lu Yinghua. He is only sixteen this year, yet he has already broken through to the Xiantian realm in martial arts. Even compared to me back then, he is not much weaker."
Then she mentioned the Holy Cult Master that Lu Yinghua spoke of. It was actually the sect she belonged to before becoming a Godslayer, named the Five Prisons Holy Cult. The founder was Luo Hao's grandfather, and back then, it was a highly renowned demonic cult faction in the Qing Dynasty's martial arts world. It was just that after Luo Hao became a Godslayer, she was directly revered as the Holy Cult Master, and relying on her status as a Godslayer, the Five Prisons Holy Cult unified the entire martial arts world in a short period of time.
Today's Chinese martial arts world had long respected the Five Prisons Holy Cult above all, and Luo Hao was respectfully addressed by the martial arts community as the Holy Cult Master and the Alliance Leader of the martial arts world.
Of course, although she was called the Cult Master and Alliance Leader, in reality, Luo Hao had never managed any affairs.
"Let's go. Let's go out and see this disciple of yours."
"Mhm."
The two walked out of the small convent one after the other, only to see Lu Yinghua kneeling on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the floor.
Luo Hao seemed to feel that Lu Yinghua's appearance made her lose face in front of Chen Changsheng, so her cold brows shot up and she struck out with a palm.
Lu Yinghua only felt his body lighten as he was sent flying directly. He rolled several times on the ground and crashed in the distance like a broken ragdoll.
However, the next moment, completely disregarding his injuries, Lu Yinghua climbed up from the ground and continued kneeling, shouting loudly, "Disciple Lu Yinghua respectfully welcomes Master!"
Seeing Lu Yinghua like this, the corner of Chen Changsheng's mouth twitched. Just how had he been trained to act like this?
Thus, he could not help but speak up.
"Alright, you can get up first."
The sudden unfamiliar voice made Lu Yinghua freeze. He finally raised his head to look at the two of them, but upon seeing their posture, it was as if a Big Bang had occurred in his eyes, and he was completely dumbfounded.
What did he just see?
His incomparably terrifying Master was actually being gently held in the arms of a man!
"Hmph! What are you still staring blankly for? This is your Grandmaster!"
Luo Hao was very dissatisfied with Lu Yinghua's dazed appearance. After a cold snort, she raised her hand again, wanting to strike.
However, she was stopped by Chen Changsheng.
"Ah, forget it, let it be."
As Chen Changsheng spoke, he looked at Lu Yinghua.
"Alright, your name is Lu Yinghua, right? Hurry up and rise."
After he finished speaking, he reached out and sent a stream of magical power toward Lu Yinghua, healing his injuries for the most part.
And it was only then that Lu Yinghua finally came back to his senses. Watching Luo Hao being stroked by Chen Changsheng like a pacified kitten, he felt as if he were dreaming.
However, the survival instinct he had cultivated over the years still made him immediately prepare to kneel toward Chen Changsheng.
But before he could kneel down, Chen Changsheng waved his hand and bound him in place.
"Alright, there's no need to do all those unnecessary things. Your Master and I are going down the mountain. Go prepare a temporary residence for us."
After he finished speaking, he thought for a moment and casually took out an ordinary supreme-grade magical artifact in the shape of a small golden bell.
"Since this is our first meeting, take this little trinket as a meeting gift."
Hearing this, Lu Yinghua subconsciously took the small golden bell. It was only after the bell fell into his hands that he shockingly discovered this small bell, which was smaller than a palm, actually gave him an incomparably heavy feeling.
However, he did not dare to ask any questions. After thanking him with the utmost respect, he took out his phone and began arranging a residence for the two of them.
...
Although Chen Changsheng had said to arrange a temporary residence for them, what Lu Yinghua arranged was an incredibly luxurious manor.
This manor looked as if it had never been lived in, and everything inside was newly furnished.
At the same time, over a hundred young and beautiful maids, servants, chefs, and so on, each with their own duties, were already standing by in the manor, as if waiting for their masters at any moment.
At a pavilion in the manor, Chen Changsheng looked at the group of young and beautiful maids who were standing carefully to the side in a standby posture after preparing everything. He then looked at the extremely atmospheric artificial mountain and lake in the distance, and sighed with some emotion.
"You guys really know how to enjoy life here."
Luo Hao, however, did not care much. She had no desire for such worldly enjoyment, and merely looked at the maids standing by.
"You may withdraw."
After speaking, she no longer looked at the nervous maids who were retreating, and turned her head to Lu Yinghua, saying, "Yinghua, how is that Sun Wukong in Japan, whom I asked you to keep an eye on earlier?"
Hearing this, Lu Yinghua subconsciously knelt on the ground.
"Reporting to Master, this disciple has always had people keeping an eye on the shrine where the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, is sealed. We have found out that the seal in the shrine is about to weaken, and the people of the shrine are searching for shrine maidens with powerful spiritual power to prepare for reinforcing the seal."
After he finished speaking, he immediately took out a stack of papers.
"This disciple has found all the shrine maidens in Japan who have the ability to reinforce the seal. These are their profiles, please take a look, Master."
Hearing this, Luo Hao casually glanced at it and then stopped paying attention. Instead, she looked at Chen Changsheng and explained.
"That Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, is the God of War in our Chinese legends. It's just that when he descended to the modern world as a Heretic God over a hundred years ago, he was sealed by the priests and shrine maidens in Japan using despicable methods. Now he has been turned into the so-called Monkey God Lord and has become the guardian deity of Japan."
As Luo Hao spoke, a look of displeasure flashed across her face.
If Japan had sealed a Heretic God from another country, she would not give a damn.
But it just had to be a god from China, and a god with immense fame among the people at that. This had always made her hold a grudge.
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng asked curiously, "So on your side, that seventh Godslayer hasn't appeared yet?"
To be honest, although he had some understanding of Godslayers in his previous life, it was limited to anime, and obviously Gu Xiaoxiao was the same. Therefore, the files related to the Godslayer world in the chat group only consisted of an anime.
Hearing this, Luo Hao looked at Lu Yinghua again.
"Are there any anomalies in Milan, Italy?"
"Reporting to Master, our people have not found any anomalies in Milan."
Hearing this, Luo Hao looked at Chen Changsheng and shook her head.
"It seems the seventh one hasn't appeared yet."
In reality, she was also extremely disdainful of the so-called seventh one, not toward his strength, but toward his indecisive personality. For a dignified Godslayer to be constantly swayed by a group of ants and used as a tool simply lowered the prestige of them Godslayers.
One must know that the reason their generation of Godslayers could make people around the world turn pale at the mere mention of their names was all fought for one by one by her, Luo Hao, and Marquis Voban. Yet, their two hundred years of hard work directly became a joke because of this guy.
If his performance made other ants feel that Godslayers could also be controlled through conspiracies, then both Luo Hao and Voban would be angry enough to directly wipe out the entirety of Japan.
Thinking like this, Luo Hao looked at Chen Changsheng.
"Since the Heretic God over in Milan hasn't appeared yet, let's head to Japan first and find that Sun Wukong."
Chen Changsheng nodded.
"Then we will choose him first. I am actually quite looking forward to seeing what kind of surprises the so-called Gods of Steel of this world can bring me."
His very purpose for coming to this world was for these so-called deities. Since there was a target readily available right now, he naturally had no reason to refuse.

lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."

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.”

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.

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."