Zhao Teng, like a maggot chopped in half, cried out frantically in the direction of the Old Daoist.
Over there, the Old Daoist, who was fiercely battling Liu Kuanglan, felt his mind slightly waver upon hearing this miserable shriek.
He turned his head for a glance.
He saw his highly anticipated disciple currently being stepped on like a dead dog. Three of his four limbs were gone, leaving only a bare torso squirming on the ground.
How dare you, you little brat!
The Old Daoist's eyes widened until they nearly tore. The aura around his body surged wildly as he tried to forcefully break through Liu Kuanglan's block to save him.
Your opponent is me!
How could Liu Kuanglan give him that opportunity?
Risking it all to endure a heavy blow from the Old Daoist, his chest caving in significantly, he still bit down hard and refused to let go. The sky full of wind blades transformed into a cage, trapping the Old Daoist firmly in place.
Liu Kuanglan! I will warn you one last time!
The Old Daoist looked at Zhao Teng wailing beneath Su Ji's foot, burning with anxiety, his voice laced with a thick threat.
Even if you don't think for yourself, think about the many juniors in your Listening Wind Pavilion who follow you!
If Zhao Teng dies today, my Imperial Court Mountain will surely trample your Listening Wind Pavilion flat! We won't leave even a chicken or dog alive!
These were nakedly malicious words meant to break his spirit.
As the master of a faction, the greatest fear was implicating the innocent and ruining the foundation.
However.
Liu Kuanglan wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing a reckless, uncaring smile on his face.
In that smile, there was not a single trace of hesitation.
I built the Listening Wind Pavilion with my own hands. I have done right by everyone.
As for the consequences?
Old thing, have you misunderstood something?
Liu Kuanglan formed hand seals, and a cyan storm condensed behind him into a massive dharma avatar.
Does a faction leader need glory? Do they need to uphold justice?
As the Pavilion Master, I established the Listening Wind Pavilion single-handedly while holding onto ideals that ordinary people cannot understand. If I still delusionally hoped that my path would be acknowledged by everyone, that would be far too greedy.
I simply don't want to be a miser guarding his wealth!
Boom!
The two crashed into each other fiercely once again.
This time, Liu Kuanglan did not retreat a single half-step.
Living in this world, there will always be a day of defeat.
Liu Kuanglan's voice echoed within the storm, carrying a free-spiritedness that had seen through life and death.
I might lose, I might die, and the Listening Wind Pavilion might be destroyed.
So what?
He turned his head, looking at the youth in the distance who was raising his butcher's knife.
In his eyes was an unprecedented anticipation.
Hurry up!
I want to see if that legend is true!
I want to see exactly how an Immortal Venerable strikes across realms at an Immortal Emperor...
Liu Kuanglan laughed loudly, his laughter frantic, as if he wanted to laugh out all the suppression of his entire life.
I want to be the last one to attend the Emperor's Banquet, arriving late.
It was as if he could already see that scene.
In the jade pavilions above the Nine Heavens, at that grand banquet where all the heroes had gathered.
All the experts had already taken their seats, and all the Immortal Kings and Immortal Venerables had already raised their cups.
And he, Liu Kuanglan, would be the latest guest to arrive.
He would push open those heavy doors, looking at everyone's empty tables, watching those usually aloof big shots look at each other in dismay.
Then, completely satisfied, he would plop down into the highest seat.
He wanted to watch those people curse him in their hearts as a villain who got his way, wishing they could cut him into a thousand pieces, yet having no choice but to force out smiling faces toward him.
At that time.
He would unhurriedly straighten his sleeves, and then lightly ask:
Why haven't the dishes been served yet?
Ah? Were you all waiting for me?
How embarrassing.
Just thinking about this scene made one tremble all over, their scalp tingling.
Imperial Court Mountain?
Liu Kuanglan looked at the ashen-faced Old Daoist in front of him.
If I win this battle!
Let alone you, old thing.
Even the masters of your Imperial Court Mountain...
Will have to hold up their wine cups and come offer a toast to me!
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】
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!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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!
