"You're an adult now, and still crying?" Fang Zhiyi patted the back of the girl in front of him.
Half a year had passed, and this once timid great benefactor seemed to have changed a lot.
"You, you, I—I didn't sell the yard you bought. I thought I'd go back in a while and wait for you..."
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Hey, what a coincidence. I happened to pass by here."
"Gousheng, do you have to leave again?"
Fang Zhiyi looked at her. "Of course. I just came to say hello and see how those kids are doing." He frowned. "Looks like one is missing?"
Thinking of the child who had died, Xu Xiaoya lowered her head. "It's all my fault... If it weren't for me..."
"If it weren't for you, they would all be dead," Fang Zhiyi said. "Do what you can handle. No one can be perfect."
Xu Xiaoya looked at Fang Zhiyi. He seemed exhausted, taller, and his face had grown leaner. She had often thought about what she would say when she saw him again, but now she couldn't find the words.
Just then, someone shouted from behind.
Xu Xiaoya snapped to attention and grabbed the reins. "Giddyup!"
Fang Zhiyi nearly stumbled from the jolt. "Hey, what are you doing!"
"You don't know—that Zhou Lian is so disgusting! I went to take a peek earlier, and I think he saw me!"
Fang Zhiyi froze. Zhou Lian? That fool had run into Xu Xiaoya after all?
"Even worse, he thinks I like him!"
Fang Zhiyi almost couldn't hold back his laughter. What kind of absurd plot was this?
Luckily, they quickly left the area and shook off Zhou Lian.
Seeing this, Xu Xiaoya gradually slowed the carriage down. She wanted to vent about everything Zhou Lian had done, but Fang Zhiyi patted her shoulder.
"I don't have much time. Listen carefully."
Xu Xiaoya fell silent.
As her eyes grew wider and wider, she finally yanked the reins, stopping the carriage. She turned to ask something, only to find that Fang Zhiyi had already vanished. Only the kids remained in the carriage.
"Where's Gousheng?"
"He... he... he jumped off the carriage and left," the oldest child said, holding a bundle. "He said to give this to you."
Xu Xiaoya took it, stunned. Opening it, she found various pills, a stack of silver notes, and a tattered book.
"He... he said he didn't need them anymore, so he'd give them to you. From now on, you're on your own."
The carriage paused briefly before moving on.
Xu Xiaoya's gaze gradually grew resolute. If there was anyone in the world she could trust, it was Gousheng.
Not long after the carriage left, someone sped up on stilts, muttering to himself: "The young master sure knows how to make me work for free—not just as a bodyguard but also to chase people off... Who's there?"
A figure with a sword slowly descended from a tree nearby.
"You spotted me?"
"My ears are top-notch, you know. Ask anyone in the Imperial Observatory... Anyway, I digress. Who are you, daring to ambush me?"
Fang Zhiyi chuckled. "I'm not ambushing you. Just passing through."
Zhongli's eyes narrowed as he looked at the sword in Fang Zhiyi's hand. "What a sinister thing... I can smell the blood on you from miles away. Nearly knocked me over."
Fang Zhiyi smirked. "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Imperial Observatory right now. How about you go your way, and I go mine?"
Zhongli thought for a moment. "Deal."
But as he stepped forward, Fang Zhiyi moved sideways, blocking his path.
"Brother, what's the meaning of this?" Zhongli forced an ugly smile.
Fang Zhiyi smiled back. "I mean, you should go back the other way."
"And if I don't agree?"
"You will." The sword in Fang Zhiyi's hand let out a deep, resonant hum.
Zhongli looked at the hilt, which was adorned with all sorts of bizarre trinkets—a human finger bone, rusty copper coins, even a strip of torn cloth. His pupils shrank instantly.
"Forget it. I'm just a messenger, barely paid for a month's work. I'm not risking my life. I'll go!" Zhongli raised his hands, backed off a few steps, and took off running.
Fang Zhiyi watched him go. "Running that fast on stilts—what a talent..."
Learning that Zhongli hadn't found Xu Xiaoya's trail, Zhou Lian felt disappointed. He had hoped Zhongli and his men would capture her so he could personally enlighten her. At the thought of Xu Xiaoya's pretty face, his heart stirred.
"Young Master Zhou, Miss Cousin is awake and wants to see you!" a servant announced. Zhou Lian immediately put Xu Xiaoya out of his mind and hurried off to see his cousin.
As soon as he was gone, Zhongli nudged his partner, his face full of mystery. "Zhao Yue, guess who I saw?"
Zhao Yue gave him a flat look. "With your speed, chasing a girl shouldn't be a problem. Did you run into a master?"
"You bet! I think that kid might be the dark cultivator everyone's been gossiping about—the one sucking souls!"
Zhao Yue's expression finally shifted. "How do you know?"
"Damn, his aura—the sword he carried was decked out with the personal talismans of those lowlifes: Crone Yin's finger bone, Fire Wheel King's copper bell, let me think... and some I didn't recognize."
"What did he say?"
"Nothing much. Just told me to leave."
"..."
"Forget it. We only do what we're told from above. Who cares about this stuff? But I kinda like that kid—he did what I've always wanted."
"..."
"This Zhou Lian is so annoying. How about next time we don't come? We'll say... say you're getting married?"
"..."
"Or say your grandma had a chubby baby boy, and we're off to the feast?"
"...Get lost!" Zhao Yue finally spoke. "And remember, don't tell anyone you saw him, or we'll both be in trouble."
"No way..."
"No way? Are you an idiot? Don't you know how many big families have died recently?"
"You mean... that kid's involved?"
Zhao Yue didn't answer.
"Good thing I played it smart," Zhongli said, dramatically patting his chest.
In Jing'an City, a young woman rented a remote shop. On her first day, she hung up a sign offering to exorcise evil spirits.
But no one paid her any mind. This was the emperor's domain, just two hundred li from the capital, firmly under the Imperial Observatory's control. Those lawless heroes and warriors never stirred up trouble here.
By the same token, plenty of people here claimed to banish evil.
So Xu Xiaoya's arrival caused little stir. She simply followed Fang Zhiyi's instructions and found a place to stay.
Gousheng said that Zhou Lian was traveling abroad and had come here on his own, so he would most likely not follow.
Now it was just a matter of quietly waiting for Gousheng to arrive—he had said he would definitely come.
Xu Xiaoya glanced at the children helping her move things, and suddenly remembered the cultivation technique Gousheng had taught her earlier. That’s right, why hadn’t she thought of it sooner?
“Put down whatever you’re holding and come here.”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
