[Accidentally Entered a High-Tier Match: Holy crap! Holy crap! A Gundam! Tony! I want to pilot a Gundam too! I'm begging you!]
[Sect Master of Yunlan: Is this the power of technology that Tony spoke of?]
[Martial Arts King: No, it should be called the combined power of technology and cultivation. Furthermore, the attack from that suit of armor just now was already comparable to a strike from a normal Nascent Soul cultivator.]
[Martial Arts King: To integrate formations and technology to such a degree in just half a year... As expected of someone whose group name is Mortal Body Rivaling Gods. It is truly well-deserved.]
[The Empire's Strongest Female General: Incredible. Even I would have absolutely no confidence in withstanding that blade.]
[Dual Cultivator of Buddha and Dao: As expected of Mr. Tony! So amazing! And the Anti-God Armor is so cool! It looks cool, and the name is cool too!]
Everyone watching the livestream in the chat group fell into a heated discussion. Even Luo Hao admired Tony a little. She had no doubt that if Tony were in the Campione world, he could easily become a Godslayer by relying on the power of technology and the supernatural.
And the most excited person in the group was undoubtedly Ying Zheng.
Originally, although he often chatted with Tony and used points to buy some basic technological items from him, what he wanted more was to cultivate immortality.
But after watching Tony's livestream, he finally understood why Gu Xiaoxiao once said that there was fundamentally no superiority or inferiority between cultivation and technology.
In the future, after he unified the Nine Provinces, it seemed he could be like Tony, developing both cultivation and technology simultaneously, and ultimately merging them together.
If so, perhaps he could unify the entire world in a very short time, rather than solely focusing on cultivation where only he as an individual became stronger while the civilization of the entire Great Qin progressed slowly.
Just as all the group members were fiercely discussing...
[Innate Wife-Taking Physique has entered the livestream.]
The originally noisy livestream instantly paused, and the next moment...
[Martial Arts King: Husband! You have finally appeared! How is the situation?]
[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: Hehe, everything went smoothly. Look at my level.]
[Martial Arts King: That is good.]
[Accidentally Entered a High-Tier Match: Holy crap! Tier Four! Brother Changsheng, have you broken through to the Void Refinement realm?!]
[Emperor Through the Ages: Broken through to Void Refinement? Doesn't that mean Mr. Chen has already achieved immortality?]
[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: Haha, it can't be considered true immortality. I still have to undergo a heavenly tribulation every three thousand years. If I can't survive it, I will be turned to ash.]
[Sect Master of Yunlan: What's the difference between that and immortality?]
[God of Angels: If Mr. Chen has broken through to Void Refinement, do you still need to come to my world to awaken a martial soul? Although the others in the group all want to come, they can't afford the points, much less the hundred-thousand-point realm-crossing talisman. I haven't even officially opened for business yet.]
[Mortal Body Rivaling Gods: Buddy, you finally showed up. How about it, did my results scare you?]
At this moment in the Marvel world, Tony looked in pleasant surprise at Chen Changsheng who had joined the livestream. While asking, he took out the Mind Scepter from his storage bag and thrust it directly into the portal device, completely closing the wormhole.
And Chen Changsheng looked at Tony, who was putting both the Mind Scepter and the Tesseract into his storage bag, with a smile on his face.
[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: Tony, as expected of you. I was indeed scared.]
[Mortal Body Rivaling Gods: Hahaha, buddy, for a genius like me, doing this kind of thing is perfectly normal. How about it, are you interested in my Anti-God Armor? If you are, I'll give you a new one.]
[Innate Wife-Taking Physique: Oh? The normal state of your armor is no less than Golden Core combat power, and it can even unleash a Nascent Soul strike. If you sold it to the chat group, it would probably fetch the price of a top-tier Level Two item. You're actually willing to give it to me?]
[Mortal Body Rivaling Gods: It's just tens of thousands of points. For me, who has already set my sights on the universe, it's just a small number. In three months, I'll send you a new one.]
Tony promised with incomparable extravagance, and then prepared to enjoy the fruits of victory that belonged solely to him.
However, right at this moment...
"Tony Stark, you are truly impressive, but the power you used shouldn't belong to Earth, or even this universe."
A plain voice mixed with admiration rang in Tony's ears, and then Tony saw a bald woman wearing a yellow robe who had appeared before his eyes at some unknown time.
"You are! The Sorcerer Supreme!"
"You really do know me."
The Ancient One looked at Tony's startled appearance and smiled, nodding her head.
Meanwhile, in the livestream, Chen Changsheng, who was preparing to return to the real world of Campione, looked at the suddenly appearing Sorcerer Supreme. He silently purchased a realm-crossing talisman and sent an invitation to Tony.
Since Tony was so generous, he couldn't fall behind.
Of course, just in case he messed up in the Marvel world, he directly used his newly comprehended external avatar method. He didn't know which Greek god's ability it was, as he had just swallowed them all in one gulp anyway.
In any case, the avatar created by this external avatar method had ninety percent of his power, except for lacking the Yin-Yang Diagram and the Myriad Transformation Sword Gourd.
If it was just the Ancient One, he was confident he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
And Tony naturally received Chen Changsheng's request immediately. His heart, which had been in his throat, instantly settled down, and he then chose to accept.
After doing all this, he looked at the Ancient One.
"Does the Sorcerer Supreme have some business with me?"
"Don't be nervous, Tony Stark, I mean no harm."
Seeing Tony looking at her somewhat unkindly, the Ancient One smiled and spoke.
"Actually, I was also in New York just now."
As she spoke, she raised her hand. It could be seen that even though there was no longer an energy supply, she still had the enhancement of the grand formation.
No!
Tony looked closely and saw that the Ancient One was still continuously siphoning energy from his arc reactor.
Seeing this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch as he looked at the Ancient One.
"Sorcerer Supreme, I'm not a dimensional demon god. My energy is very expensive. Could I ask you to please stop stealing it?"
"Oh, apologies, I've gotten somewhat used to it."
The Ancient One severed her siphon on the reactor with a smile on her face, completely lacking any embarrassment at being caught.
"Tony Stark, may I learn a bit about this energy from you? Did you know? It is very mysterious and has attracted the attention of many dimensional demon gods. Yet, the person I have chosen has not yet grown up, which has caused a great deal of trouble for me."
"So what do you want? Make Tony give up using his power and surrender without a fight?"
Chen Changsheng's voice rang out as he simultaneously appeared half a step in front of Tony, faintly shielding him behind his back.
And when the Ancient One saw Chen Changsheng's appearance, she couldn't contain the surprise in her eyes.
"I just experienced hundreds of thousands of time loops, yet I never saw you once. But now I see you here. Can you tell me your origins?"
"I have no obligation to tell you my origins, but you must explain clearly what you intend to do to Tony!"
Hearing this, the Ancient One looked at Chen Changsheng and Tony, who were watching her with vigilant expressions, and sighed.
"Alright, the truth is, I want Tony to inherit the title of Sorcerer Supreme."
Chen Changsheng: "Huh?"
Tony: "What?!"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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!
