Meanwhile, on the other side.
Zhao Tianyang's figure disappeared at the end of the mine shaft.
He did not look back.
The winds of the Great Wasteland were far more violent than those inside the mine.
The sound of the wind was no longer a dull howl, but a sharp shriek, like countless vengeful spirits wailing in one's ears.
Gravel was swept up, striking his body with crisp crackling sounds. Every single grain carried enough force to pierce through metal and stone.
Just like driving a vehicle, when encountering a fierce headwind, one should find a way to take shelter.
Even a Soul Formation cultivator like Zhao Tianyang had to channel his spiritual energy to form a thin protective barrier over his body, fending off this pervasive erosion.
But he did not go far.
Behind a massive rock just a few miles from the mine's exit, he came to a halt.
This was a natural windbreak. The fierce gales were blocked by the rock, creating a relatively calm area.
Zhao Tianyang familiarly slipped into a crevice in the rock and sat cross-legged. His lofty, life-and-death-dictating aura from the mine vanished without a trace.
From his robes, he carefully took out a cracked voice transmission jade slip.
The material of the jade slip was of very poor quality, not even comparable to the stone tablets the mine overseers used for record-keeping.
Pressing the jade slip against his glabella, Zhao Tianyang closed his eyes. At this moment, a look of almost humble reverence appeared on his deeply wrinkled, aged face.
Young Master.
His voice was no longer that raspy tone; instead, it carried a hint of cautious sycophancy.
The matter you entrusted to me... might just be accomplished.
The other end of the jade slip remained silent for a long time.
So long that a layer of fine cold sweat seeped from Zhao Tianyang's forehead.
Finally, a youthful voice, somewhat lazy yet exuding an innate aristocratic air, slowly sounded.
Oh?
Just a single word, yet it made Zhao Tianyang subconsciously bow his waist a bit lower.
Among this batch of mine slaves, I found an ascender with an extremely special physique.
Zhao Tianyang lowered his voice to a whisper, as if afraid of disturbing something.
He can neutralize baleful aura.
Furthermore... I am ninety percent sure that it is the legendary Flawless Physique you have been searching for.
This time, the voice from the other end of the jade slip clearly carried a ripple of emotion.
Ninety percent?
Yes. Zhao Tianyang's tone was incredibly certain. I have personally tested him; there is absolutely no way this person is faking it. It's just that his background is a bit bizarre. He is a man...
He claims to possess an acquired physique, obtained by practicing a demonic art and devouring a Flawless Physique.
That is not important.
As long as he can neutralize baleful aura, as long as he truly has the Flawless Physique, then he is our Zhao family's last hope!
I request permission to leave the mine. I want to go to a nearby sect to borrow an artifact for testing special physiques.
The other end of the jade slip fell silent once more.
After a long while, the young voice sounded again, but this time, it carried an unquestionable decisiveness.
Go. If it is indeed the Flawless Physique, notify me again.
I will find a way to secure a suitable witness.
Remember, this matter must succeed; failure is not an option.
Otherwise...
As soon as the words fell, the voice transmission jade slip in Zhao Tianyang's hand shattered into fine powder with a crack.
Zhao Tianyang slowly lowered his hand, his humble and respectful face gradually returning to its usual gloominess.
He stepped out of the rock crevice and stood once more on this grayish-white wasteland.
The wind and sand raged on.
Yet, he seemed unable to feel the piercing chill.
Indeed.
He, Zhao Tianyang, was one of the very few ascenders who had walked out of this living hell of a mine alive.
Back in the day, he had also been a peerless genius of his era in the lower realm. He had been high-spirited and full of vigor, believing himself to be the chosen one of destiny.
But when he truly walked out of the mine and witnessed the vastness of this world, he finally understood...
He was nothing but a frog that had jumped from the bottom of one well into another, slightly larger well.
He was a late bloomer. By the time he ascended, he had long missed the golden age of cultivation.
Those sects with eternal legacies and immortal noble families wanted exceptional seedlings with boundless futures, not an old tree like him—someone who, despite having decent strength, was already set in his ways and drained of potential.
He had bowed and scraped, and he had hit walls everywhere he went.
In the end, after going around in circles, only this minor family that had once enslaved him was willing to take him in as a guest elder.
Guest elder was a nice way to put it.
Put bluntly, he was just an old watchdog guarding their gates.
He sorrowfully discovered that the finish line he had risked his life and fought with all his might to reach was not even comparable to the starting line others had at birth.
He was unwilling to accept this.
Therefore, when that Young Master—who was equally unwilling to see his family decline—presented a crazy plan to him...
He agreed without hesitation.
He volunteered to return to this nightmare of a place he had sworn never to set foot in again, taking up the role of an overseer once more.
All for a legend that only existed in the records of ancient texts.
Everyone thought it was a fool's dream.
But he had finally waited long enough to see it.
Zhao Tianyang slowly turned around, looking back in the direction of the mine.
In those cloudy eyes, there was no longer a shred of disgust for this land.
It was replaced by an unprecedented, burning fervor.
That place was no longer a graveyard burying geniuses.
But a mountain of treasure... harboring endless hope.
Su Hao.
Zhao Tianyang softly chewed on this name in his heart.
He did not care whether this kid was real or fake, nor did he care what schemes or tricks he might have.
As long as he could open that door.
As long as he could allow him, and the Zhao family, to obtain what was inside.
Then he would be the most valuable tool in the world.
A witness...
Zhao Tianyang softly spat out these words.
The price of inviting a True Immortal-level witness was so astronomical that it would completely bankrupt the current Zhao family.
But if...
If they won this gamble...
Zhao Tianyang's cloudy eyes gleamed terrifyingly bright at this moment.
His deeply wrinkled, aged face slowly curled into a sinister smile.
As long as it succeeds...
So what if they go bankrupt?!
Moreover...
The thing deep within the mine...
Might not necessarily escape his own grasp!
The one closest to the water gets the moon first!
Was he really supposed to be someone else's dog for the rest of his life?!
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!
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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."
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
