Watching Su Tong's departing back, Hui Tian also smiled.
Then she busied herself with work.
Su Tong was right that in this Luofeng City, the two most powerful forces were the Evil Spirit Sect and the Dan Xin Sect.
The Dan Xin Sect earned money by selling pills.
Therefore, unless another power in Luofeng City was just as strong as the Dan Xin Sect, no one else could sell pills here.
The Pill Seeking Hall was able to survive and avoid being suppressed by the Dan Xin Sect because it had backing, or because its presence here benefited the Dan Xin Sect more than harmed it.
That's why the Dan Xin Sect allowed the Pill Seeking Hall to exist.
After leaving the Pill Seeking Hall, Su Tong headed straight for the Evil Spirit Sect.
Since the sect leader and junior sect leader were both dead, there was no need for the Evil Spirit Sect to continue existing.
The Evil Spirit Sect was one of the top powers in Luofeng City.
So Su Tong only had to ask around before learning the location of the Evil Spirit Sect.
Before long, Su Tong arrived at the Evil Spirit Sect's sect gate.
"They haven't all fled?"
Su Tong now looked at the Evil Spirit Sect in front of him.
Despite the sect leader's death, it had not scattered like birds and beasts.
"Elder, Elder..."
Just then, a loud shout came from within the Evil Spirit Sect.
"What's the matter?"
Then another voice rang out.
"Su... Su Tong is here!"
At this time, the previous voice spoke again.
"What? Prepare...open the sect gate to welcome him!"
That elder was clearly also shocked.
But in a moment, what he said made Su Tong feel strange.
What was going on?
He had killed the Evil Spirit Sect's sect leader and junior sect leader, yet the Evil Spirit Sect was going to open the gate to welcome him?
Sure enough, soon the gate opened.
Then several old men walked out, clearly the elders of the Evil Spirit Sect.
At this time, those elders' faces were very apprehensive, but they still bowed to Su Tong.
"This must be Young Friend Su Tong!"
The leading elder also greeted Su Tong.
"Hehe, precisely!"
Su Tong didn't know what this old guy was plotting.
But since he was greeting him politely, Su Tong also spoke.
Su Tong was not afraid that these people would have anything harmful to him.
"Young Friend Su Tong, please come inside to talk!"
The elder said, stepping aside to let Su Tong enter.
Su Tong hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Although there might be traps inside, Su Tong was not worried at all.
After all, he was quite confident in his own strength.
Then Su Tong followed those elders into the Evil Spirit Sect.
The interior didn't look as luxurious as Su Tong had imagined.
Although the sect gate was many times larger than the Crimson Rainbow Sect's, it looked rather depleted.
What surprised Su Tong the most was that there were no traps in the sect gate.
He was allowed to directly enter the reception hall.
"Young Friend Su Tong, please have some tea!"
The elder said to Su Tong.
Su Tong nodded, but did not drink. Instead, he spoke, "Elder, why are you doing this?"
"Actually... Young Friend Su Tong must also see that the situation in the Evil Spirit Sect is not very optimistic!"
The elder sighed, then continued speaking.
Su Tong nodded slightly.
The state of the Evil Spirit Sect was indeed not very good.
"In recent years, Cheng Ding's strength has stagnated. He spent a lot of resources buying pills, incurring great expense."
The elder went on, "That's nothing. Cheng Ding doted on his son Cheng Ling, not only forcibly raising his strength by purchasing pills, but also preparing many powerful demon beasts for him."
"Cheng Ling couldn't even control those demon beasts, yet Cheng Ding was unwilling to take them out for the stronger disciples to try."
"What angered people the most was Cheng Ling's mediocre strength, yet he liked causing trouble outside, offending many major powers, and could only appease them with money, which naturally came from the Hidden Spirit Pellets of the Evil Spirit Sect!"
The elder explained to Su Tong.
Su Tong nodded. As sect leader, Cheng Ding had only cared about himself and his son Cheng Ling.
So the Evil Spirit Sect had long been resentful but dared not speak up.
"So by killing Cheng Ding, I removed a harm for the Evil Spirit Sect?"
Su Tong now understood what these elders meant.
"Hehe, I guess so. The Evil Spirit Sect was indeed powerful under the previous sect leader, and became a top power in Luofeng City at that time. But under Cheng Ding, it was nearly ruined."
The elder chuckled, answering Su Tong's question.
Su Tong nodded. Then he asked, "So you don't plan to avenge Cheng Ding?"
"If it was someone else, even if we felt relieved inside, we would still have to publicly vow vengeance. But... Young Friend Su Tong's strength is astounding. If we wanted revenge, I'm afraid it wouldn't end well?"
The elder had a point.
After all, they knew Su Tong's strength.
If they tried to deal with Su Tong, they would have no chance at all, so they could only take this approach.
"Hehe, I see!"
Su Tong nodded.
This was somewhat like the style of a major sect.
When a sect leader died, the other members didn't necessarily have any affection for him.
So there was no need to drag the entire sect down as well.
"So, Young Friend Su Tong, please spare the Evil Spirit Sect!"
The elder now stood up and bowed to Su Tong.
Su Tong nodded. "I wonder what level were the demon beasts that Cheng Ding bought for Cheng Ling?"
Instead of directly answering the elder, Su Tong asked.
"They were two 9th grade Spirit Virtual Realm demon beasts!"
The elder now understood the implication of Su Tong's words.
He quickly answered.
"Oh? Were they intact?"
If they were the same as what Cheng Ding and the others had used, there would be no interest.
But if different, they might still be useful.
"Yes, intact!"
The elder nodded.
Then he steeled himself and said to the other elder beside him, "Go, bring the demon beasts the sect leader left behind for Young Friend Su Tong to take a look!"
"This..."
The other elder hesitated, but looked at Su Tong and nodded, "Yes!"
Then he left.
Su Tong nodded slightly, waiting for that person to bring the demon beasts.
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
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."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
