"May I have your permission to take Shiyin away?" After explaining his reasons, Li Shiwen asked at last.
"Ha ha..." Qin Ran laughed and looked at Li Shiwen, shaking his head, "If the Mountain Range is really going to have something big happen, then nowhere in the North Chu Kingdom would be safer than the Sword Sect. So where are you going to take Shiyin?"
Li Shiwen lowered his head without trying to hide it from Qin Ran.
"As for the first and second reasons, it is not my place to interfere..." Li Shiwen wanted to take Li Shiyin somewhere safe, but Qin Ran was too lazy to care. Stroking the cat, he laughed, "So whether Shiyin stays or leaves, you’ll have to ask her yourself."
"Ask Shiyin herself?" Li Shiwen laughed. He saw how much effort Qin Ran had spent on Shiyin and thought that Qin Ran would definitely not allow him to take Shiyin away. But unexpectedly, Qin Ran was so easy to talk to.
From his perspective, Li Shiyin was his younger sister, very young and simple-minded, unable to discern pros and cons, and could not decide such a big matter for herself. For Qin Ran to say this, it was almost telling him that he could take Shiyin away.
So Li Shiwen stood up. Without asking Li Shiyin, he saluted Qin Ran and said with a smile, "Then thank you for taking care of Shiyin these days. You can make a list of expenses for Shiyin and send it to the garrison of the Heavenly Strategy Army outside the Mountain Range. I will provide compensation."
"Hmm?" Qin Ran was puzzled in his heart. Why didn't this guy even ask her? But his face still had a faint smile, as if he had everything under control.
Li Shiwen nodded to him, pulled Li Shiyin up and said, "Shiyin, let's go home now..."
He pulled Li Shiyin along but couldn't move her. He pulled harder but Li Shiyin didn't budge at all. He looked back at Li Shiyin, helplessly said, "Shiyin, be obedient."
Li Shiyin looked at him and shook her head. "Brother, I'm not going back!"
"What are you talking about?" Li Shiwen said with a smile. "Don't be unreasonable. Mother misses you very much..."
"I will go back, but not now." Li Shiyin replied.
To say that Li Shiyin was stupid was only because she was simple, not because she really had problems with her brain. She was not only smart, but also inherited the fine qualities of their Li family, tough and unyielding... In short, she would not easily change her mind about something once she decided on it.
Li Shiwen knew his sister well. Hearing Li Shiyin say this, the smile on his face disappeared little by little. He looked at Li Shiyin and asked solemnly, "You really won't go back?"
"I won't go back!" Li Shiyin answered very decisively.
Li Shiwen looked up and pondered for a moment, but he didn't have any good solutions.
Finally, with his tiger eyes fixed on Li Shiyin, he said, "Fine... You are so persistent in cultivating and have made some progress. Let's fight as usual. If you can beat me, I will agree to let you stay here and continue cultivating."
Growing up together as siblings, it was normal for them to fight. And because they were siblings, how could the younger sister ever beat her older brother? Ever since they were little, Li Shiyin had always been beaten up by Li Shiwen. She had long wanted to turn the tables, but as they grew older, Li Shiwen became more and more formidable, and it seemed that she would never have a chance...
Now, Li Shiwen himself proposed this requirement.
Li Shiyin was itching for a fight, eager to spar!
"Really?" She quickly confirmed, afraid that Li Shiwen would change his mind.
Having already tried Li Shiyin's strength before, and seeing her expression now, Li Shiwen was a little nervous. But after careful consideration, with his twenty years of cultivation, how could she catch up after just over ten days?
Strength was strength, kung fu was kung fu.
He had no reason to fear his younger sister.
"Really." He nodded to guarantee.
"Master, you be the witness!" Li Shiyin was so happy that she jumped up and raised her hand to ask Qin Ran to guarantee it.
"Okay." Qin Ran enjoyed watching the show and agreed.
Then without another word, Li Shiyin turned around and threw a punch at Li Shiwen with her raised hand.
Li Shiwen knew Li Shiyin too well. When Li Shiyin raised her hand, he already knew what this seemingly simple but actually crafty younger sister was going to do. When Li Shiyin punched at him, he had already dodged in advance.
"I knew it!" He shook his head.
"Hehe!" Li Shiyin chuckled foolishly and exerted force into her feet to chase after him.
Having grown up together since childhood, training under the same master's stick tricks, they knew each other's moves inside out.
Originally, Li Shiwen, being a man, was much taller and stronger. His martial arts skills were indeed more refined than Li Shiyin's. He had always let Li Shiyin hit him. But...times had changed. Although Li Shiyin had not yet learned any mystic arts, her physical fitness was no longer on the same level as Li Shiwen's.
After exchanging moves twice, they finally collided fists.
Li Shiyin rushed forward with a punch, throwing a fist at Li Shiwen's face. Li Shiwen did not dodge. He put both hands forward to block Li Shiyin's punch, planning to grab her after blocking this punch. This move worked very well on the reckless and impulsive Li Shiyin.
Unexpectedly, when Li Shiyin's punch came...
"Bang!"
Li Shiwen only felt as if he had been hit by a bull, completely failing to block it. He staggered back several steps with his chest wide open!
"Hahaha, brother, you're finished!" Li Shiyin laughed gleefully. She clenched her little fists and rushed forward, ramming into Li Shiwen's arms. Then fists rained down as she vented all the pent-up frustration from being beaten up by Li Shiwen over the past decade, not caring whether it was the nose, eyes, chest or ribs.
She only stopped when she felt she had enough and stood up arrogantly looking down at Li Shiwen's bruised and swollen face. Of course she didn't go all out since he was her brother after all, but it was enough to make Li Shiwen suffer for several days.
Seeing they had finished fighting, Qin Ran walked over, took out a porcelain bottle from his cosmic bag, squatted down and handed it to Li Shiwen, saying, "Blood Invigorating Muscle Pills, treats physical injuries. One pill is enough. This bottle is a gift for you."
Lying on the ground, Li Shiwen's hands trembled as he took the bottle. He clumsily shook out a pill and barely managed to put it in his mouth.
He looked so pathetic, but Qin Ran and Li Shiyin just watched without intention of helping him.
The efficacy of the pill was extremely fast. Li Shiwen's injuries healed almost visibly. But such rapid recovery was also accompanied by terrible pain. Even the iron-tough Li Shiwen couldn't help groaning.
"Although these ordinary pills are simple to make, a pill can still sell for two spirit stones. This bottle contains ten pills. As a gift upon our first meeting, it doesn't degrade you. In the mortal world, you know better than me the value of miraculous medicine and stones."
"Before building her foundation, Shiyin's medicinal baths cost about three hundred spirit stones each time, and she soaked for ten consecutive days; after building her foundation, each bath is nine hundred spirit stones, and she has already soaked for five days. This doesn't even include the cost of prescriptions and effort for making the medicinal bath."
He looked at Li Shiwen on the ground and shook his head with a laugh, "Don't feel bad about losing to Shiyin's punch worth over ten thousand spirit stones."
As Li Shiwen's injuries gradually healed, he silently looked up at Qin Ran and suddenly understood - his sister's master had a wicked heart, inside and out...
He was just a small general of the mortal world. He was no match for their cultivators. He might as well leave early.

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?!

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.”

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!

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