"Shit! Get everyone out of there now!" Upon hearing this, they could no longer bother with these three and turned to run in that direction. If something happened, the master would surely have their hides!
Zhao Jinglei frowned, Shi Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but Liu Yueya lifted her head: "What a pity we're short on time. Otherwise, I'd have set up a few more traps to really make you suffer!"
She didn't bother to lower her voice. The last few men running away turned their heads upon hearing her.
"You! It was you!"
Liu Yueya was quite pleased with herself: "That's right! Me! I'm determined to destroy this illegal mine of yours! To stop you from exploiting the people!"
"You little bas..." The man trembled with rage, "Do you even know how many people are still inside?"
Liu Yueya snorted: "Stop pretending to be the good guy. Third Brother, Old Eighth, I've investigated it all. This place belongs to the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion! They hide in these deep mountains, forcing commoners into black labor! I could only harass them on my own, but now that you're here, let's join forces and destroy this place!"
Zhao Jinglei didn't speak, but upon hearing the words "Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion," his aura began to circulate. That Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion was really like a lingering ghost!
Shi Jian, being honest by nature, didn't overthink it and immediately moved to shield Liu Yueya.
A figure sped towards them, a powerful aura washing over them. Even Zhao Jinglei was somewhat taken aback.
The long-haired man glared at them with venomous eyes: "Tired of living? Causing trouble on Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion's turf?"
"Enough talk! We're delivering heaven's justice!" Liu Yueya launched her attack directly, ingenious mechanisms flying from her hands. Life-Reaper staggered back, fury rising in his heart.
Earlier, the master had said these little pests had backing and couldn't be killed, but he had just received new orders.
If they sought death, kill them on the spot!
Seeing Life-Reaper suddenly charge, Zhao Jinglei immediately stepped forward to meet him. Relying on his Thunderclap Fist technique, he could steadily block Life-Reaper's attacks.
"Well, well, didn't see that coming. So young, yet such high cultivation. You'll surely achieve great things in the future..." Life-Reaper suddenly leaped back, narrowing his eyes, "...What a pity."
Zhao Jinglei stared at him intently. This man's fighting style was bizarre; he had to be on full alert.
"Bang!"
"Look out!" Shi Jian, his cultivation technique operating frantically, lunged forward. He had only seen someone aiming a strange object at Zhao Jinglei and instinctively moved to block. In this world, nothing at his level or below could break his defense!
Sure enough, he blocked it.
But the next moment, more people raised those strange weapons.
Shi Jian's eyes widened: "Run! Third Brother! Yueya! Run!"
Liu Yueya watched the ordinary people she wanted to "save" now actually helping those villains, her face full of disbelief: "Ungrateful wretches!" Even as she said it, she turned and fled. She wasn't skilled in close combat; staying would only hold the other two back.
She told herself this in her heart.
Zhao Jinglei was also stunned. He clearly sensed those people were merely ordinary folk, with only a few barely-initiated cultivators among them. So why were the hairs on his body standing on end?
"Fire!" Life-Reaper gave the order directly. The weapons erupted in unison with explosive bangs.
Shi Jian felt a tremendous impact of force. Brief, but immediately followed by a second, then a third.
Beads of sweat gradually rolled down his forehead. His Unmoving Boulder technique was about to fail! And the other side showed no sign of stopping at all! Those people split into two teams; one team attacked while the other crouched down to fiddle with the things in their hands.
Life-Reaper glanced sideways at the two young men. He'd been in many fights, but never one this easy.
His master's words flashed through his mind again.
"Guns are for shooting, not for you to show off! If I find out you put down the gun to duel someone one-on-one, I'll rip your head off and shove it up your ass!"
He shuddered. Although it felt a bit like bullying, he'd better follow the master's arrangements.
That kid practicing the defensive technique seemed unable to hold on. Blood was seeping from all over his body; he had clearly reached his limit.
Suddenly, Zhao Jinglei roared: "Shi Jian, move aside! Watch me fight our way out with you!"
Hmm, very passionate. Unfortunately, useless.
Life-Reaper watched as the two young men, fueled by passion and camaraderie, fell to the ground one after the other. A miner who had been dragged out of the pit earlier immediately stepped forward and kicked them: "You almost got me killed! You bastards!"
Life-Reaper found it somewhat boring.
"Foreman, that girl..." Someone ran over, glanced at the two big lads who had already departed this world, and sighed, "Ah, I don't get it either. You go take a look."
Life-Reaper turned and hurried to the other side.
Liu Yueya, who had fled earlier, now stood on a small hillside, a group of miners forming a semicircle around her.
"Come down!"
"It's dangerous there!"
Liu Yueya saw Life-Reaper and seemed to realize her companions' fate. The noises from over there hadn't stopped.
Now filled with grief and indignation, she cried, "You ungrateful lot! Still want to humiliate me, is that it?" As she spoke, her hands flew through a series of gestures, setting up mechanisms around her.
"I'm telling you, if I, Liu Yueya, die here today, the Nine of Qingyun will not let you off!" She pointed at Life-Reaper as she said this.
"Foreman, you're here. This girl won't listen. She ran into the minefield herself! It's full of the experimental ones from before..."
"I'm telling you, I'm the peerless genius girl of the Thousand Mechanisms Sect. Even if you've trapped me, if you want to kill..." Suddenly, a faint click sound reached her ears. Liu Yueya instinctively looked down. The mechanism she had just set seemed to have landed on something.
Iron? She blinked in confusion, then the thing began to rotate.
A mechanism?
"Boom!"
A landmine exploded, setting off a chain reaction in the surrounding area.
Life-Reaper looked awkward: "This..."
"Defective products. These were all rejected. They said they weren't very useful in actual combat, but we couldn't retrieve them. There's a danger factor..."
"Boom!"
Half of Liu Yueya's face was buried in the dirt. She watched helplessly as her own hand fell in front of her, landing right on another mechanism that had been exposed by the blast's shockwave.
"No..." Her eyes were full of terror, but the defective product still began to rotate slowly, until the small disc on top suddenly burst open.
"Boom!"
The genius mechanism girl died by a "mechanism."
The strongest shield exhausted all his spiritual energy yet failed to protect his important companion, dying with his eyes still wide open.
And Zhao Jinglei, swift as startling thunder, did not encounter the evenly-matched battle he had imagined. Instead, he was killed by a group of ordinary people, his face frozen in an expression of utter disbelief.
Fang Zhiyi frowned and placed another piece on the board.
Golden Abacus wore a bitter expression: "Master, I mean no offense, but you're really being a bit shameless."
"You've never played Jungle Chess."
"......"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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.”
