However, it suddenly noticed that the foolish-looking black bear demon before it had a sudden surge in demonic power, which was somewhat surprising.
The little demons from the Sunward Cave had already started fighting with its five disciples. It only felt a blur before its eyes as the black bear demon, displaying speed contrary to its bulky form, swung a fist down from behind it.
The Dragon-Subduing Taoist reacted extremely quickly, dodging to the side to avoid the blow.
It sneered, waving its pipe. A rope formed from demonic power shot towards Fang Zhiyi. Fang Zhiyi sidestepped to dodge while letting out a loud shout. The hair on his body stood on end as he actually performed a secret technique to boost his demonic power once again.
Pushing off with his legs, he leaped high into the air, striking an imposing pose mid-flight. With fists clenched like meteors, he smashed down fiercely towards the Dragon-Subduing Taoist.
"Black Bird Mounts the Airplane!"
Hearing the name of this move, the Dragon-Subduing Taoist was momentarily stunned. Seeing the black bear demon's imposing aura, it actually felt a bit dazed for a moment.
Yet, just as he was about to strike the Dragon-Subduing Taoist, Fang Zhiyi suddenly twisted his body in mid-air. Using the momentum, he sprinted wildly into the distance. The Dragon-Subduing Taoist watched his retreating figure somewhat dumbfounded, failing to react immediately.
Was that move for escaping?
The city was now in utter chaos. A figure shrouded in black aura held a woman's head in one hand; her body swayed limply.
"You all, deserve to die."
A'Cui radiated a terrifying, baleful aura. She had never imagined people could be this wicked. They had actually beaten her grandmother to death, just because her grandmother had protected her.
They had also killed her friends—Little Bai, Big Grey, Long Tail... They were just fast runners, usually the most timid, yet today they had died here, right before her eyes.
The words Fang Zhiyi had once spoken echoed in her ears. She began to hate her own naivety and innocence. The true energy within her body started flowing in reverse. Originally only at the Qi Refining stage, her cultivation level suddenly increased by a large margin.
Relying on this power, she killed those soldiers, killed those monks and Taoists—their spells had little effect on her.
And just moments ago, she had hunted down Chen Xiaohua's entire family.
A'Cui held the severed head, her tone strange: "Xiaohua, oh Xiaohua, why did you always have to bully me? Were you jealous of me? Why would you be jealous of me? You had parents, I didn't... I only had a grandmother. But why did you have to cause my grandmother's death?"
She let out a miserable laugh.
"Demons are evil? Humans are good? You people are worse than demons."
All the commoners hid in their homes, watching that white-haired madwoman.
She must be a monster!
A'Cui laughed until bloody tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.
"Amitabha!" A Buddhist chant came from afar. A'Cui turned her head and saw several figures. The one on horseback was a monk. She rather disliked monks; it was two monks who had killed Little Bai earlier.
"That's her! Great Monk, please save us!" a commoner cried out pleadingly.
The monk in kasaya robes clasped his hands together: "Mercy... Wukong."
Sun Wukong glanced at the white-haired woman and frowned. This was clearly a human, so why had she fallen into the demonic path?
But he didn't hesitate: "Fiend! Surrender!" His movements were extremely fast, reaching A'Cui almost instantly. The golden staff in his hand, glowing with golden light, smashed down fiercely. Just as it was about to hit A'Cui, a sound of metal clashing rang out.
Fang Zhiyi, holding a monk's staff, blocked the blow. But looking at the staff shattering inch by inch, Fang Zhiyi gave a bitter smile. His arm was numb from the impact, almost unable to hold anything.
"There's an accomplice..." Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes. "Hah, interesting."
Fang Zhiyi looked at his childhood idol before him. He never thought their first meeting would be as opponents. This was too intense.
"Great Sage, this matter... has extenuating circumstances." Fang Zhiyi chose the optimal solution: negotiation.
But Sun Wukong merely glanced at him, then flashed away to strike at A'Cui again.
"Too much!" Gritting his teeth, Fang Zhiyi rapidly circulated the heart mantra within his body. His entire form also swelled several times in size. "If you want to touch her, you'll have to see if I agree!"
Unexpectedly, his vision blurred, and a pig's face appeared right before him.
"If I can't stop you, I won't be able to explain myself to Brother Monkey." Zhu Bajie swung his rake, his speed absurdly fast. Fang Zhiyi barely dodged. Was this Zhu Bajie's true strength?
Another blow came. Fang Zhiyi blocked with his arm, and a tremendous force transmitted through, causing the ground beneath his feet to crack and shatter.
"Damn!"
Fang Zhiyi clenched his teeth, forcibly circulating a cultivation heart technique using his demonic power within his body. Although it would accelerate his body's breakdown, right now he was facing the Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy!
Zhu Bajie looked somewhat surprised. "Something new?"
But to Fang Zhiyi's surprise, Zhu Bajie still parried every one of his attacks, while simultaneously blocking every direction he tried to move towards.
For the first time, Fang Zhiyi felt the sensation of events slipping out of his control. This world was truly terrifying!
A'Cui, who had been relying on her agility to tangle with Sun Wukong, seemed to be at her limit. Amidst Tang Seng's Buddhist chants, she took a blow from the staff, then another. Her whole body fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut. Wrinkles rapidly appeared on her face, and she spat out black blood.
"A'Cui!" Fang Zhiyi rushed over recklessly, but this time Zhu Bajie didn't stop him.
"Brother Monkey, my task is done!"
"Big Brother..." A'Cui looked weakly at Fang Zhiyi and smiled. "I'm sorry... Little Bai and the others... and my grandmother... I'm sorry..." Her breath was as faint as a thread. Fang Zhiyi's eyes widened in disbelief. How could this be!
He had come to this world specifically, only to watch this person he needed to protect be beaten to death before his eyes once again!
"They are the great monks from the Great Tang in the East!" Seeing the situation was settled, the commoners came out cheering, then knelt in worship towards Tang Seng.
"Thank you, Great Monks, for saving us!"
"Pah! This shameless demon woman!"
Some were angry, some relieved, and others wore triumphant smiles.
"Great Monk, that bear demon has been plaguing this region! Please, Great Monk, eliminate him!"
"Please, Great Monk, eliminate him!"
Following the first shout, a second and a third quickly joined. The voices pleading for Fang Zhiyi's elimination resounded to the heavens.
Fang Zhiyi stared blankly as A'Cui before him completely dissipated. Her very soul had burned out, turning to dust along with her body.
This was the first time, the first time he had failed to protect someone.
"Little Hei... what do we do?" Fang Zhiyi's gaze was vacant, his mind a complete blank.
Little Hei scratched his head. "Let's not... We can't win against them. We really can't."
"You're scared?" Fang Zhiyi's voice held neither sorrow nor joy.
Little Hei was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"This world is terrifying."
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.”
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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."
