The identity plate felt round and cool in his hand.
Su Tong glanced at it. On it were three words: Tiger Wolf Sect.
This was indeed the identity plate of Tiger Wolf Sect.
"Thank you!"
Su Tong smiled faintly.
Then he turned and left directly.
"Pfft!"
Right after Su Tong had left, Elder Zhao from Tiger Wolf Sect spit out another mouthful of blood.
"Elder!"
The crowd of disciples rushed forward.
Elder Zhao waved his hand and shook his head.
"When did this Chi Hong Sect gain such a powerful existence!"
A disciple of Tiger Wolf Sect looked in the direction Su Tong had left with knitted brows.
Their condensed formation had Elder Zhao, an eighth level Qi Condensation Realm cultivator, as the core.
Unleashing one strike could match the might of the Returning Void Realm.
Yet it was still broken by that young man with one move.
What level of strength did that young man possess?
"In the past days, a person in Chi Hong Sect created a god-level spirit technique. It must be this person!"
Elder Zhao's aura was somewhat wilted now.
But he still spoke slowly.
"What?"
"God-level spirit technique?"
"Self-created god-level spirit technique?"
"Is that really possible?"
Hearing this, the many Tiger Wolf Sect disciples looked towards Su Tong's leaving direction in utter shock.
"Alright, you should all continue cultivating. Our participation in the Hundred Sects Tournament has ended!"
Elder Zhao waved his hand, signaling them to cultivate on their own.
They had already lost the qualification to compete in the Hundred Sects Tournament.
But they could still stay here and cultivate until the end of the tournament.
Elder Zhao now felt helpless. This was Tiger Wolf Sect's fastest defeat in many years. "This Chi Hong Sect really can't be underestimated!"
...
While people were discussing, Su Tong's figure had already appeared somewhere else.
"Around eighty sects participated in this Hundred Sects Tournament. Looks like I'll need to find some helpers!"
Su Tong estimated.
With over eighty sects, going to them one by one would waste too much time.
But Su Tong wasn't the only one interested in the identity plates.
Other sects were naturally also eyeing them.
"Then I'll start with the smaller sects."
Su Tong thought. The bigger sects would also target the smaller ones. He could then deal with those big sects directly.
He could first clear out those small sects.
With this thought, Su Tong swiftly flashed through the forest.
"Over here!"
Sensing a not too strong aura, Su Tong knew it must be a small sect.
After a few flashes, he appeared before the small sect.
Seeing the people ahead, Su Tong recognized them too.
A small sword sect—Entwining Body Sword Sect's people.
"You must be Elder Li of Entwining Body Sword Sect!"
Su Tong appeared before the group and asked.
"You are..."
Elder Li's strength was also at the Qi Condensation Realm, but only fifth level Qi Condensation.
Much weaker than Tiger Wolf Sect's elder.
"Su Tong of Chi Hong Sect, here to borrow identity plates from Elder Li!"
Su Tong smiled and spoke.
His words caused the group's expressions to change drastically.
"If Chi Hong Sect wants identity plates, just take them. Why send a disciple to humiliate others?"
Elder Li's face darkened as he shouted coldly.
"Looks like I'll have to take them by force!"
Su Tong shook his head helplessly.
Then an extremely powerful aura erupted from him.
In a few minutes, he left with the second identity plate.
Leaving Entwining Body Sword Sect's people looking at each other speechlessly.
Their Elder Li didn't even last one round against that person.
That's right. He was directly and utterly defeated!
Elder Li now had eyes full of despair.
If he had lost to other elders of Chi Hong Sect, he wouldn't feel so devastated.
But to be defeated by a young man in one move, it made him feel like decades of cultivation had gone to the dogs.
Seeing Elder Li so devastated, the disciples didn't dare say much either.
After leaving, Su Tong headed towards his next target.
Throughout the day on this Spirit Condensing Island, from time to time, a voice would ring out.
"Su Tong of Chi Hong Sect, here to borrow identity plates from your sect!"
Of course, not once was he able to smoothly borrow any.
And after each fight, a sect would stay behind to cultivate, losing their chance at the Hundred Sects Tournament.
By now, the other sects on Spirit Condensing Island also knew that someone from Chi Hong Sect was going around plundering identity plates from other sects.
In a forest, a group of over a hundred people walked forward.
Suddenly, a figure appeared before them.
The figure slowly spoke, "You must be the Wind Fire Gate's sect leader. I..."
Before he could finish, the other side shouted in alarm.
"It's Su Tong of Chi Hong Sect! Get into formation!"
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader immediately ordered his disciples into formation.
Su Tong looked at the group before him in confusion, "I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you getting into formation already?"
"Su Tong, don't think Wind Fire Gate is easy to bully. If you want our identity plates, withstand my move first!"
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader shouted coldly.
Then wind elemental spiritual energy began condensing.
Su Tong calmly watched Wind Fire Gate's sect leader gather his formation and techniques.
He didn't interrupt, only watching quietly at the side.
"Are you done yet? This is the sect with the longest condensing time I've ever seen."
Su Tong felt a little impatient after waiting for a while.
"Pfft!"
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader angrily spat out a mouthful of blood.
In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy became chaotic.
The massive spiritual energy within the formation started escaping everywhere.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
Sounds of spitting blood rang out.
It was the disciples, backlashed by the unstable formation.
"Damn!"
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader cried out miserably.
Su Tong didn't expect that with just a few words, he had wrecked their formation.
Without even making a move.
Wind Fire Gate's sect leader now knew clearly that he was no match for Su Tong.
Unwillingly, he threw his identity plate to Su Tong.
"You need to improve that formation. It's too slow!"
Su Tong said plainly and left.
"Elder! Elder!"
Wind Fire Gate descended into chaos.
Because with just one remark from Su Tong, their sect leader was angered into a stupor, unable to recover and directly fainting.
"Which sect is next?"
Su Tong contemplated.
At this moment, a signal streaked across the sky.
Su Tong recognized it as Chi Hong Sect's signal!
"Ji Shiyu? Did something happen to Chi Hong Sect?"
Su Tong's brows furrowed.
He immediately sped towards Chi Hong Sect's location.
If someone really made a move on Chi Hong Sect, Su Tong would definitely not let them off easily!
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!
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."
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
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.”
