Yan Dongxu and the others were left speechless seeing Zhou Quan making a phone call to ask someone for help.
They had thought Yan Dongxu would handle it himself.
In order to show off his capabilities, Yan Dongxu put the call on speakerphone.
He wanted Zhao Xiaofei and Zhao Yunyun to know just how close he was with Zhou Quan, the current Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain and elder of the Superhuman Alliance.
"You don't know how busy the work at the Superhuman Headquarters is. I was tricked by you."
"I just got free and was about to call you to ask about the situation."
"Don't worry, I'll take a plane over right away."
Zhou Quan was panting as he spoke over the phone, with the coy voice of his wife Liu Yueyue heard faintly in the background.
Yan Dongxu didn't know what the kid was up to.
"Take a plane over? You might as well come collect my corpse!"
"Hurry up and send me your location. I'll have Zhao Xiaofei who can teleport come pick you up."
Yan Dongxu said angrily. By the time Zhou Quan took a plane over, he would be dead.
"No need for location, I can sense his position from hearing his voice over the phone." Zhao Xiaofei said.
"Uh...wait a moment, don't come yet. It's not very convenient here."
"Wife! Someone is coming, hurry up and put your clothes on..."
Yan Dongxu: "..."
Zhao Xiaofei: "..."
"Tsk tsk, he really is your brother huh, such a one track mind." Zhao Yunyun ridiculed.
"Zhou Quan! Do you really have nothing better to do? Your brother is about to die! And you still have time to reproduce?"
Yan Dongxu felt embarrassed and annoyance itched his teeth.
"Oh come now, on my way, where'd I put my tools!"
"Yueyue, no need to dress, go to the bathroom first. Saving my brother's life is more urgent!"
"Um...Mr. Teleporter, come get me!"
Zhao Xiaofei warped space at a point ahead, opening up ripples.
He went in alone and soon brought Zhou Quan, holding a cyan travel bag, back.
Pfft!
Zhao Xiaofei spit out blood upon returning, his face ghastly pale, as if grievously wounded.
Yan Dongxu crouched down in concern and asked: "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, don't worry about me!" Zhao Xiaofei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a smile.
"Hmph! Fine? You look to be on your last legs." Zhou Quan coldly snorted and took out a pill bottle from his jacket, tossing it over.
"You got potential kid, willing to burn your life force to open a spatial gate to bring me here and save my brother. Take this medicine, one pill a day, it can give you another ten years of life."
"Later go to Longhu Mountain and learn Muling Heart Sutra from my martial senior, it'll ensure you live to 80, no problem. Though try not to use your spatial abilities if possible, it really damages your health."
Zhou Quan acted all sagely as soon as he landed.
Zhao Xiaofei and Zhao Yunyun stared blankly at him.
"Let me see that medicine."
Curious, Zhao Yunyun snatched the bottle and poured out a pill.
Seeing the pill, her eyes went wide. She brought it to her nose and took a whiff, instantly a look of shock on her face.
"What is this pill? How can it have such powerful life force?"
Having doubts earlier, Zhao Xiaofei now deeply believed in Zhou Quan's words after seeing Zhao Yunyun's reaction.
He thought his life would soon end, didn't expect there was still hope to live on.
"It's just a Firm Origin Pill. For men, you women shouldn't covet it." Zhou Quan replied.
"For men?" Zhao Yunyun was puzzled.
"Yeah, men who take it say it's great. Married men's must have. My dad asked me for a bottle just the other day. Called me again at noon to say the effects were good and to ask for the formula. Says he wants to mass produce it at a medicine factory."
Zhou Quan answered very seriously.
Hearing this, Zhao Yunyun was speechless. Her fists tightened, wanting to blast Zhou Quan with lightning.
Turns out Zhou Quan used such a heaven-defying pill for that! Simply outrageous!
Zhao Yunyun looked disgustedly at the pill before handing it back to Zhao Xiaofei, not wanting to touch it.
"Bro, why not zip up first before pretending to be a transcendent sage?"
Yan Dongxu had been holding it in for a while, hoping Zhou Quan would come give him face.
But as soon as he landed, he acted like a street peddler hawking fake goods.
"Sorry, came in a rush, didn't notice."
Zhou Quan turned around to zip up his fly, then looked around in shock and cried out: "Wow! Such dense demonic energy!"
Zhao Yunyun: "..."
"Is your brother reliable? He's supposed to be a Longhu Mountain Celestial Master, proficient in Daositurgy. But this guy here..."
Zhao Yunyun was rendered completely speechless, not knowing what to say.
Seeing the superhumans battling downstairs, Zhou Quan sighed in wonder: "So many Daoist friends! And wow, a fox possessed by a millennia old demon and a man possessed by an ape demon?"
"The demonic energy is emanating from these two people!"
Zhao Xiaofei's eyelid twitched profusely, feeling Zhou Quan was really odd and the terms he used baffling, like they weren't from the same world.
"Tsk tsk, marvelous! Thoousand-Faced Duke using his shape shifting to completely copy his opponent's power and return the attack. Beating back that berserk and mindless ape steadily!"
Zhou Quan peered down intently over the roof's railing, relishing the scene.
Yan Dongxu was angered to the point of convulsing eyelids, wanting to kick Zhou Quan off the building.
"The Violent Ape is one of ours. Thousand-Faced Duke Chu Yuan is the enemy!"
"Oh...I see...it's like that? No worries, I'll go down and slay the one possessed by the fox demon."
Zhou Quan had an embarrassed look as he squatted down to open his travel bag.
In his right hand he held a peachwood sword, in his left a worn bronze bell. He stared blankly at them.
"What are you looking at? Go down!" Yan Dongxu urged.
"Uh...little brother, could you bring me down? I'm afraid of heights." Zhou Quan said to Zhao Xiaofei.
No longer able to endure, Yan Dongxu grabbed Zhou Quan's collar and kicked him off the building.
"Ah......"
Zhou Quan let out a wretched scream.
In a flash Zhao Xiaofei teleported below, ready to catch Zhou Quan.
"Yan Dongxu! What's your problem? You could have killed him!" Zhao Yunyun berated angrily.
But her voice barely left her when an astonishing wave of power instantly enveloped the area.
The might of this energy made Zhao Yunyun's soul tremble, heart filled with the urge to kneel in submission.
"You little fox! Face death!"
Zhou Quan's explosive roar sounded from below.
Zhao Yunyun and Yan Dongxu quickly leaned over the railing to look down.
They saw Zhou Quan descending like an immortal, commanding the very air as he held the peachwood sword trailing golden streams as if it were a divine weapon.
"How is this possible..."
Zhao Yunyun was completely dumbfounded.
Yan Dongxu was exceptionally excited, his brother had really made him proud!
The one actually most impacted was Zhao Xiaofei. Having witnessed Zhou Quan's entire process of erupting with power, he was now a diehard fan beyond doubt.
Now he finally understood why his boss, Dusen, regarded the Longhu Mountain Celestial Masters as idols.
The Thousand-Faced Duke, engaged in fierce battle with Gu Bei, felt his hairs stand on end as he sensed an intense killing intent.
He looked back and his mind went blank at the sight.
What the hell? Was that attacking him sword-wielding figure in the air an immortal?

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]

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."

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.”