Everyone's heart sank.
This meant that aside from themselves.
Everyone present was an enemy.
This included the fellow disciples they usually called brothers, and it also included those two high and mighty elders.
The Second Elder's heart began to beat wildly at this moment.
Color was gradually returning to her charming and alluring face. The fear in her captivating eyes rapidly faded, replaced by an almost morbid ecstasy.
Only one survives?
This was simply a rule tailor-made for her!
She quickly scanned her surroundings.
Third Elder Tang, at the great circle of the Golden Core stage, an existence whose strength in the Holy Land was second only to the First Elder and the Holy Lord, was her biggest competitor.
But now, he was embedded in the distant rock wall like a dead dog, exhaling more than he inhaled, no longer a threat.
As for the remaining disciples...
The Second Elder's red lips curled into a cruel yet charming smile.
Although she was not skilled in combat, dealing with these martial nephews, who were at most in the late Golden Core stage, would be as easy as flipping her hand.
Just as her thoughts raced.
Ah—!
A shrill scream broke the silence of the wasteland.
A young disciple, who looked to be only in his early thirties, with bloodshot eyes and acting like a madman, unexpectedly activated a magical treasure without warning and sneak attacked a senior brother closest to him from behind.
That senior brother was completely off guard. His chest was pierced on the spot by a flying sword, and he slowly fell with an expression of disbelief on his face.
A single stone stirred up a thousand ripples.
This bloody scene completely ignited the fuse named survival in everyone's hearts.
Junior Brother Wang, you're crazy!
We should join forces to kill the Second Elder first!
Why are we fighting among ourselves?
After a brief moment of chaos, everyone seemed to silently agree on something.
Several puppets were summoned from their backs, explosively charging toward the Second Elder.
Those words were right.
If they wanted a glimmer of hope to survive, they had to work together to kill the Second Elder first, and then fight for this quota.
Over a dozen disciples of the Puppet Heaven Holy Land completely tore off their usual hypocritical disguises, hurling their most vicious spells and ruthless methods at the Second Elder.
Spiritual light and blood light intertwined.
Screams and roars echoed throughout the wasteland.
Su Ji watched with great interest from the sidelines.
The battle soon reached a fever pitch.
Disciples continuously fell, their blood dyeing this grayish-white wasteland red.
Finally, when only the last three injured disciples remained on the field, they stopped simultaneously, confronting each other vigilantly while casting wary glances at the Second Elder.
The charming smile on the Second Elder's face had disappeared at some point.
It was replaced by a chilling indifference.
Her figure flickered, appearing like a ghost behind a mid-Golden Core stage disciple. Her fair jade-like hand seemingly fluttered lightly against his back.
Pfft.
The disciple's body stiffened, and he wildly spurted a mouthful of blood. His Golden Core shattered on the spot, and his life force rapidly drained away.
Seeing this, the other two disciples were terrified out of their wits. Without a second thought, they split up and ran.
Can you escape?
The Second Elder let out a soft chuckle, and her figure disappeared again.
After two screams that sounded almost simultaneously, she was the only one left on the field, standing prettily amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
She flicked the bloodstains off her hands, and the charming smile returned to her face.
She tidied her somewhat messy clothes, took light, graceful steps, and slowly walked up to Hui Xing, bowing elegantly to the petite figure.
Senior.
Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying just the right amount of respect and humility.
I did not fail my mission.
Hui Xing tilted her head to look at her, her crimson eyes showing neither joy nor anger.
Mm.
She merely replied indifferently.
The Second Elder rejoiced in her heart; she knew she had bet correctly.
She was about to speak, to say something to please this temperamental True Dragon senior.
However, Hui Xing suddenly raised her hand and pointed at Third Elder Tang, who was embedded in the distant rock wall with only half a breath left.
What about him?
Hui Xing's voice retained its crisp tone, but it made the smile on the Second Elder's face stiffen slightly.
She followed Hui Xing's finger and saw the man who had once been on equal footing with her, and even faintly suppressed her, currently paralyzed there like a puddle of mud, his eyes unfocused and his aura weak.
A flash of murderous intent quickly darted through the Second Elder's captivating eyes.
The only survivor was the only threat.
Without the slightest hesitation, her face bloomed with a charming and alluring smile again.
You must be joking, Senior.
Such a traitor dared to disrespect you, Senior. Naturally, this junior should personally clean up the sect and make an example of him.
As she spoke, she turned around and walked toward Third Elder Tang with a swaying posture, every step seeming to step on the drumbeats of people's hearts.
Slut... you slut...
Third Elder Tang, embedded in the rock wall, looked at the enchanting figure slowly approaching and muttered vague curses.
He never expected to end up in such a situation.
Even less did he expect that the one who would take his life in the end would be this good junior sister who usually schemed against him but also secretly collaborated with him a lot.
Third Elder Tang, you are quite mistaken about that.
The Second Elder walked up to him, crouched down, and extended her slender jade-like fingers, gently stroking his face twisted in pain. Her voice was so soft and sweet it could drip water.
If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not knowing how to conduct yourself normally. Opening and closing your mouth, you already brought upon your own doom. Are these words a human can say?
As she spoke, her fingertips suddenly exerted force, and her sharp nails dug deeply into Third Elder Tang's flesh and blood.
Ah!
Third Elder Tang let out a painful muffled groan.
You... you will die a terrible...
Shh. The Second Elder placed a finger vertically against her lips. Don't be noisy, just go on your way peacefully.
Her voice fell.
The hand stroking Third Elder Tang's cheek, without warning, turned into a fierce claw shadow and viciously grabbed at his dantian.
Third Elder Tang was, after all, at the great circle of the Golden Core stage. Even heavily injured, his reaction was extremely fast.
He roared, and a thick ice wall instantly condensed between the two of them.
Clink.
A soft sound.
It actually failed to advance an inch.
But the next moment.
Black cracks like a spiderweb rapidly spread across the ice wall.
Crack.
The ice wall shattered in response.
Third Elder Tang's pupils shrank violently.
He saw the Second Elder's charming face wearing a triumphant smile.
Without thinking, he turned and prepared to burn his essence blood to flee.
But it was already too late.
A piercing pain came from the depths of his soul.
Before his consciousness plunged completely into darkness, the last scene he saw was the Second Elder's face, drawing closer and closer, bearing a cruel smile.
Bang.
Third Elder Tang's body trembled violently. His resentful eyes instantly widened, and then the light in them rapidly faded away.
His Golden Core had been forcefully crushed.
He fell heavily to the ground, no longer making a sound.
Having finished all this, the Second Elder stood up and didn't even cast another glance at the corpse.
She turned around, putting that charming and alluring smile back on her face, and bowed gracefully to Hui Xing once again.
"Senior, it's all been cleaned up."
Hui Xing still wore that profoundly bored expression. She hopped down from the bluestone, stretched lazily, and let out a satisfied groan.
"Oh."
She circled the Second Elder twice. Her crimson eyes scanned the woman from head to toe, as if inspecting a piece of merchandise.
"You're quite ruthless."
"Barely passable, I suppose."
Wild joy surged in the Second Elder's heart. Suppressing her excitement, she lowered her head even more humbly.
"Senior flatters me."
"Then..." Hui Xing dragged out the word, as if pondering something.
The Second Elder's heart instantly leaped into her throat.
She knew the moment that would decide her fate had arrived.
However, Hui Xing's next words plunged her into an icy abyss.
Hui Xing stopped looking at her. Instead, she turned her head and cast her gaze toward Su Ji, who had been standing not far away, watching the show from the very beginning.
She grinned, revealing two cute little fangs. The smile was both innocent and cruel.
"I don't know if what you meant by 'somewhat useful' means using her horizontally or vertically, but whatever. Use her however you want."
"Take her away to be your dog."
"Now both of you, get lost."
"I'm going to sleep."
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
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!
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?!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
