A swarm of demons surged through the entrance, their auras thick with killing intent. Behind them, a burly figure slowly emerged, clutching a barely alive minor demon in its grasp.
"Who are you?" roared the Pressure Dragon Taoist, furious. There shouldn't have been any demon in the vicinity capable of challenging him. How dare this creature attack his very doorstep? This was truly an insult!
"Me? I am Fang Zhiyi, the Great King of the Sunward Cave." The black bear demon answered in a low, rumbling voice.
"Hey, I always feel our Great King is a bit... inconsiderate."
"How so?"
"The name he chose for himself sounds so cultured."
"If you're so capable, pick one for yourself."
"...Better not."
The minor demons of Sunward Cave whispered among themselves.
Fang Zhiyi stared intently at the old fox, as if looking at a familiar face. "I heard you were looking for me? Can't you let it go?"
The Pressure Dragon Taoist was taken aback. He was already surprised by the mention of Sunward Cave—this fellow had come to him? But from the sound of it, he was the one in the wrong? What did he mean 'let it go'? He had considered causing trouble, yes, but it was just a thought! He hadn't acted on it yet!
"You... you dare invade my mountain gate without cause and kill my underlings!" The Pressure Dragon Taoist finally blurted out this line after a long pause.
Fang Zhiyi gave him a cold glance. "Enough nonsense. Since when do demons need a reason to seize territory?"
The Pressure Dragon Taoist was speechless. The black bear had a point!
However, the other gave him no further chance to speak. The black bear demon was almost instantly before him, its overwhelming aura stunning the Pressure Dragon Taoist. This pressure... it was nothing like a demon with merely three hundred years of cultivation!
The Pressure Dragon Taoist raised his smoking pipe. The next moment, it was wrenched from his hand. With a gentle squeeze from Fang Zhiyi, the companion of centuries shattered into pieces.
"You! You destroyed my magical treasure!"
"Want to live long? Quit smoking." Fang Zhiyi looked at him.
The Pressure Dragon Taoist didn't understand what 'quit smoking' meant, but he was enraged.
He directly summoned his magical treasure, the Immortal-Binding Rope, chanting incantations, attempting to bind Fang Zhiyi. This treasure was actually a damaged item. He had once secretly visited a demon cave that had been swept clean by Sun Wukong and found this broken rope. Adopting a frugal mindset for prosperity, he had picked it up and managed to patch it up somewhat.
Yet, when this imitation Golden-Hooped Rope reached Fang Zhiyi, it was like a fragile straw cord, easily snapped in two with a light tug.
The Pressure Dragon Taoist stared wide-eyed in shock. Before he could react, Fang Zhiyi's bear paw came swiping down hard. The Pressure Dragon Taoist hastily used magic to dodge, but Fang Zhiyi was faster, pressing him step by step.
He then pulled out a dagger from his robes and stabbed at Fang Zhiyi, who sidestepped to avoid it. Fang Zhiyi was also somewhat surprised; this old fellow seemed to have quite a few magical treasures, though they all looked like junk. Seizing the opportunity, he grabbed the Pressure Dragon Taoist's wrist, flung him with force, and the Taoist flew away like a kite with a severed string, crashing heavily to the ground far off.
The weasel demons were also facing siege from the numerous demons. Although they had some skill, being outnumbered left them flustered and overwhelmed.
The Pressure Dragon Taoist scrambled to his feet, his eyes filled with terror. He knew he had met his match today; he was no match for this black bear demon. Muttering incantations, his true form gradually manifested. It seemed like a desperate last stand, but in reality, he intended to use the chance to flee.
Just as he looked up, the black bear demon was gone.
A loud shout came from above.
"Angry Crow Takes Flight!"
Having experienced so many worlds, Fang Zhiyi had only ever shouted move names here. For some reason, it always felt a bit satisfying to yell them out.
The Pressure Dragon Taoist was stunned. Why was his heart filled with such dread? The name of this move... sounded strangely familiar?
He had no time to dodge.
The Pressure Dragon Taoist died without understanding the true cause of his death. Seeing their master dead, his disciples began to flee in panic. However, they did not escape, being captured and killed one by one by the demons of Sunward Cave.
Fang Zhiyi looked at his subordinates, who had already undergone some transformation, his expression complex.
There was no choice. To survive in this world, they had to learn this lesson.
"You there, Aqi, this cave is yours from now on." Fang Zhiyi casually pointed at a demon. The named demon was first stunned, then overjoyed, but quickly calmed down. "Great King, are you driving me away?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head. "No. You will be responsible for this place. It will be our branch from now on."
Outside, rumors about Sunward Cave gradually spread like wildfire.
Sunward Cave became utterly synonymous with heinous evil. Any humans or demons living nearby had heard the name. However, their understanding of these demons came solely from hearsay. As for what truly brutal deeds these demons had committed, they weren't very clear. It was enough that they were demons.
Fang Zhiyi's strategy was simple: negotiate first. Those willing to submit were offered excellent treatment, including reading and literacy lessons. On this point, Fang Zhiyi had long instructed his demons to "invite" learned scholars from the mountains to teach. If they refused, they would be persuaded with money.
Demons had plenty of gold, silver, and treasures, but what humans saw as money was useless in their eyes.
Thus, these "useless things" became the best stepping stones. There were always those who valued money over life, willing to take the risk.
They only fought if negotiations failed, but once they started, it was for real. Fang Zhiyi's demand was simple: no prisoners.
Of course, it wasn't smooth at first. But after Fang Zhiyi led his followers to wipe out several man-eating demon caves, subsequent "negotiations" became much easier. Those who had initially resisted became remarkably amiable. For demons, strength was far simpler and more effective than reasoning.
Fang Zhiyi's image was also spread far and wide. Rumors said he was a ferocious bear demon dozens of zhang tall, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks with a single palm. Because of these rumors, some smaller factions even came to pledge allegiance before Fang Zhiyi sought them out.
Naturally, Fang Zhiyi couldn't trust these demons. So, he stationed his own followers in each cave, having them act as the "Great King" in his stead.
As his followers were assigned one by one, the number of demons by his side dwindled.
Until finally, only one wolf demon remained: Big Yellow.
Big Yellow had long shed his former innocence. His eyes were now perpetually alert and calm. He had followed Fang Zhiyi to many places, constantly improving through life-and-death battles with other demons. This was largely thanks to his Great King, who would often find time to instruct them on how to fight even while beating up the opposing king himself.
At this moment, looking at the figure before him, he felt an indescribable sensation, as if the Great King was drifting far away, even though he was right there in front of him.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?!
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?!
