In Su Ji's mind, Su Jiu's voice carried a hint of reluctance, along with an almost imperceptible trace of shyness.
Su Ji was burning with anxiety.
The fire was already singeing their eyebrows, yet this little fox was still stammering.
"Actually what? Hurry up and say it!"
Su Jiu fell silent for a moment before speaking in a voice as tiny as a mosquito's.
"Actually, under certain extreme circumstances, a male can also temporarily possess a Flawless Body."
Having said this, she trailed off again.
Given the current situation, Su Ji could not care less. He had to treat a dead horse as if it were a living one.
"You have a plan?"
"Yes!"
On the other side, Zhao Tianyang's chilling murderous intent was almost tangible, pressing down so heavily it made it hard to breathe.
"Boy, my patience is limited."
Under Su Ji's repeated urging, Su Jiu's faint, almost inaudible voice finally sounded again.
"It is when... during that... one might temporarily retain a faint trace of its aura..."
"So... if the frequency reaches a certain point..."
Thus, Su Ji immediately took the words he heard in his mind, embellished them a bit, and roared back with absolute righteous confidence.
"Who says a man cannot possess a Flawless Body?!"
"Oh?"
Zhao Tianyang's eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.
He had seen stubborn people before.
But for someone on death's door to dare act so self-righteously stubborn before him, this boy was certainly the first.
"Then I would love to hear what brilliant insights you have."
His tone was flat, but the depths of his murky eyes were already like a freezing pool.
Su Ji cleared his throat.
"You are right. The Flawless Body is born inheriting the most extreme yin and purest energy of heaven and earth, making it exclusive to women. But have you ever heard that extremes breed reversals, that solitary yin does not grow, and solitary yang does not live?"
Zhao Tianyang said nothing, simply watching him put on his act in silence.
Su Ji did not suffer from stage fright and continued to speak with assurance.
"My physique is not innate, but acquired!"
Zhao Tianyang's voice carried a hint of amusement. "Acquired?"
He wanted to see what kind of tall tale this boy could spin next.
At this moment, Su Ji's face took on a look of reminiscence.
He lowered his voice, and his previously respectful expression vanished completely.
Replacing it was a chilling grimness that made one shudder.
"To be honest with you two, before ascending from the lower realm, I... was actually a demonic cultivator."
A demonic cultivator!
These words represented slaughter, gore, and resorting to any means necessary!
Zhao Tianyang's murky eyes suddenly shrank.
But he did not move, though his withered hand quietly rested against his waist.
"I once accidentally obtained the inheritance of a fragmented demonic art called the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art."
Su Ji ignored their reactions and continued speaking on his own, his voice carrying a hoarseness as if recalling the past.
"This cultivation method is incredibly tyrannical. It can devour the bloodlines and physiques of others and convert them for one's own use."
"Of course, its restrictions are also immense. The slightest carelessness will result in one's body exploding and dying."
As Su Ji said this, a trace of lingering fear even appeared on his face.
"Senior Brother, your fabrication... I almost believed it."
Su Jiu's voice rang out in Su Ji's mind, carrying a bit of speechlessness.
Su Ji had no time to entertain her and continued his performance.
"In my early years, back in the lower realm, by a stroke of fate, I achieved a fusion of souls with a woman possessing an extreme yin bloodline. Yin and yang were inverted, and the cosmos was thrown into chaos..."
He spoke ambiguously, yet it provoked the imagination.
"I unexpectedly discovered that the woman's physique was actually seventy or eighty percent similar to the legendary Flawless Body."
Su Ji licked his somewhat dry lips, the wicked smile on his face growing even more pronounced.
"And so, evil intentions arose within me."
"I took her and..."
Su Ji paused deliberately at this point.
Then he grinned, revealing a mouthful of ghastly white teeth, and spat out a few words in a completely nonchalant tone.
"Ravaged and murdered."
"I devoured her physique, and only by a stroke of luck did I acquire this acquired Flawless Body, which is why I can neutralize the malefic aura in this mining area."
Su Ji spread his hands, his face showing an indifferent expression of "that is just how it is."
"Senior Brother! You... you are shameless!"
Su Jiu's voice shrieked in exasperation within Su Ji's mind.
She never expected that Su Ji would actually spin such a... such a filthy and obscene story!
And even frame her as the poor victim who was ravaged then murdered!
Su Ji rolled his eyes inwardly.
"Stop making a fuss, I am acting."
"You!"
"To prove your words, you had best demonstrate it for this old man."
Zhao Tianyang's voice brokered no argument.
One could not blame him for being cautious.
The price of hiring a qualified witness was nothing short of astronomical.
It had to be at least a True Immortal.
Even for the family backing the mine, they would have to exhaust their fortunes to invite one.
If the information turned out to be false...
He dared not imagine what he would have to face...
Su Ji cursed the old fox in his heart.
But on his face, he revealed just the right amount of difficulty.
"Elder Zhao, the backlash of this Heaven Devouring Demonic Art is immense. My cultivation is currently sealed. If I force myself to use it, I am afraid..."
"No matter."
Zhao Tianyang waved his hand, interrupting him.
"This old man knows what to do."
After speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, temporarily lifting the restriction of the Spirit Locking Ring.
Su Ji hesitated no longer.
He raised his right hand, and with a thought, activated the spiritual energy of the Desolate Meteor Fallen Dragon Art within his dantian.
However, afraid of being exposed,
he only exerted thirty percent of his power.
At the same time, he carefully guided a faint trace of malefic aura from the surrounding air, forcibly blending it with his own spiritual energy.
This process was no different from playing with fire.
The slightest mistake, and the tyrannical malefic aura would instantly backlash.
But Su Ji had no other choice.
The next moment.
A cluster of eerie, purplish-black demonic flame, about the size of a fingernail, quietly surfaced in his palm.
As soon as this flame appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop sharply.
A cold, evil, and tyrannical aura instantly permeated the air.
Zhao Tianyang's murky eyes instantly lit up the moment he saw this flame!
He stared fixedly at that purplish-black flame, his deeply wrinkled old face twitching slightly from extreme excitement.
It was similar! Too similar!
This very aura!
It was indeed the method of a demonic cultivator!
Furthermore, for this boy to recount that past event so vividly, it did not seem like a fabrication made on the spot.
Most importantly, the fact that he could neutralize the malefic aura was real!
This was what Zhao Tianyang valued the most!
Finally, he nodded slowly.
"Good."
Zhao Tianyang took a deep look at Su Ji, a sharp gleam flashing fleetingly across his murky eyes.
"Since that is the case, this old man will trust you this once."
Hearing these words, the heavy stone hanging in Su Ji's heart finally fell to the ground.
He won the bet!
This old geezer had taken the bait!
"M-many thanks for Elder Zhao's trust."
Zhao Tianyang ignored his acting.
He turned around and looked at Zhang Kui, whose expression was constantly shifting nearby.
"Kuizi."
"Here!"
Zhang Kui jolted, hurriedly taking a step forward.
Zhao Tianyang did not look at him. Instead, he cast his gaze back toward the deepest depths of the mine, toward the forbidden zone shrouded in a thick black mist.
His hoarse voice slowly echoed throughout the cavernous mining area.
"Pass down my orders."
"From this day forth, Su Hao shall be the Vice Manager of the Third Mining Area."
"His status shall be equal to mine."
"All overseers are to treat him as they would treat me."
"All resources within the mining area are completely at his disposal."
Zhao Tianyang paused, an unprecedented fanaticism flashing within his cloudy eyes.
"I am going to bring someone here to verify if this kid truly possesses the traits of the Flawless Physique!"

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

【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.”