The Second Elder trembled under that icy gaze, instinctively shrinking further into the shadows.
Yet, in her heart, everything suddenly made sense.
A hidden beauty in a golden pavilion.
No wonder.
No wonder this master was utterly dismissive of her own meager looks and tricks; it turned out he already had such a peerless beauty hidden by his side.
The Second Elder secretly made a comparison in her mind.
In terms of looks, she might only be slightly inferior.
But when it came to that unique temperament, a blend of aloofness and purity, laced with the faintest hint of charm, she could not catch up even if she rode a swift horse.
Even if she tried to learn it, she could never replicate it.
Some things, if you were not born with them, you simply did not have them.
Losing to her was no injustice.
Su Ji looked at Su Jiu's defensive posture, as if facing a formidable enemy, and then at the shivering Second Elder in the corner. He suddenly found the situation quite amusing.
He took a step forward, wanting to pull Su Jiu back into his arms, but she dodged him with a look of disgust.
Senior Brother, I am asking you a question. Who is she?
Su Jiu's tone grew increasingly hostile.
Oh, her.
Su Ji spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
A dog I am raising.
As soon as these words were spoken.
The expression on Su Jiu's face instantly froze.
A dog?
Her cold eyes suddenly darted toward the Second Elder in the corner, her gaze seemingly trying to see through her from the inside out.
As a Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox, she possessed an innately sharp perception toward fellow beings of the demon race.
But after carefully probing her, she did not sense even the slightest trace of demonic aura from that woman.
Instead, there was a faint, almost imperceptible aura of death.
This was not right.
Su Jiu's brows furrowed tightly; she felt her mind becoming a bit jumbled.
Not a dog demon?
Then what did Su Ji mean by calling her a dog?
Could it be...
An absurd thought uncontrollably bubbled up from the bottom of her heart.
Su Ji... actually had this kind of peculiar fetish?!
In an instant, Su Jiu felt a rush of heat shoot straight to her head. The look she gave Su Ji became incredibly complex.
Her beautiful, elegant face turned so red it looked as if it might drip blood.
Trembling with anger, she pointed at Su Ji, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
You... You...
Seeing her looking like a cat about to bristle, Su Ji's heart skipped a beat.
Oh no.
This little fox's train of thought seemed to have veered off into some weird territory again.
He hurriedly explained, No, Junior Sister, do not misunderstand. She is not the kind of dog you are thinking of.
She is the Second Elder of the Puppet Heaven Holy Land.
I captured her to be my running dog.
Su Jiu: ...
The Second Elder... of the Puppet Heaven Holy Land?
Captured by you to be a running dog?
She could understand every single word, but why did they sound so foreign when put together?
The sheer volume of information was too much; Su Jiu could not digest it all at once.
Seeing her disbelief, Su Ji gave a selective, half-true half-false account of his experiences in the Dragon Lock Abyss.
He did not even bother to guard against the Second Elder.
After all, she had also seen Hui Xing.
After listening, Su Jiu finally understood the whole story.
Her gaze toward the woman in the corner shifted from previous hostility to pure weirdness.
A dignified Holy Land Elder, an expert at the great circle of the Golden Core realm, had actually fallen into such a state.
Looking at the two slap marks on her face.
This guy Su Ji was far too ruthless.
What did you bring her back for?
Su Jiu's tone softened considerably.
To fish, of course. Su Ji grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Su Jiu was somewhat puzzled. Fish? Right now, both inside and outside the sect, there are countless people wanting to see us make a fool of ourselves. Is there still a need to fish?
Su Ji shook his head, walked over to the tea table, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and downed it in one gulp.
That is different.
Those are just small fish and shrimp; they cannot make any real waves.
The ones I want to fish for are the big fish hiding in the deep waters.
Looking at Su Jiu's still-confused expression, he sighed inwardly.
Although this little fox looked quite clever, she was still a bit too green when it came to playing mind games.
He had no choice but to explain patiently.
Think about it. In another month, it will be the grand ceremony for my succession as the Sect Master.
At that time, any sect or faction with a bit of prestige in the Great Xia cultivation world will send representatives to attend the ceremony.
On the surface, they will be offering congratulations, but in reality, they will want to see exactly what I, the new Sect Master, am made of, and to see if the Acacia Sect has truly undergone a change of regime.
Su Jiu nodded; she had naturally thought of this.
Su Ji continued, When the time comes, I will have our dear Second Elder represent the Puppet Heaven Holy Land and publicly challenge me and our Acacia Sect in front of everyone.
She will put on the arrogant airs of a Holy Land, act overbearingly, and even make unreasonable demands.
When that happens, what do you think the reaction of the attending guests will be?
Su Jiu was extremely smart and instantly understood Su Ji's intentions.
Her clear eyes suddenly lit up.
They will think that our Acacia Sect has offended the Holy Land and that a great disaster is imminent!
Exactly!
Su Ji followed her train of thought. When a wall is about to collapse, everyone gives it a push; when a drum is broken, everyone beats it. Those guys who have long harbored malicious intentions toward our Acacia Sect, or those who want to bite a piece of meat off of us, will inevitably seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to jump out and join the Puppet Heaven Holy Land in kicking us while we are down!
Su Jiu's breathing became a bit rapid.
She looked at Su Ji, her eyes flashing with extraordinary brilliance.
This scheme could not be described as anything but vicious, yet brilliantly so.
This was simply... luring the snakes out of their holes and catching them all in one fell swoop!
Looking at Su Ji's somewhat smug face, the slight resentment in her heart born from his disappearance for over four months dissipated considerably.
At least Su Ji was still doing proper business.
It was rare for him to be reliable for once.
The two looked at each other and actually spoke at the exact same time, but with entirely different words.
Su Jiu's face was filled with joy. Senior Brother, do you want to use this opportunity to wipe out all those malicious scoundrels in one fell swoop and completely solidify your position in the Acacia Sect?
Su Ji had a smug look on his face. I need to find an excuse to openly rob a few more sects of their spirit stones.

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)

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.”

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.