A grassroots organization rose up among the common folk, but it failed to attract the attention of any faction. Since it was merely a civilian group intended to comfort the families of those who died in the attacks, the Espers were actually quite satisfied. The existence of such an organization saved them a great deal of trouble.
Little did they know, however, that a dangerous rhetoric was quietly spreading in the dark corners of the empire. The families of the deceased civilians were also disappearing one after another, though no one cared about the fate of a bunch of lowly commoners.
During this period, the Church and the Espers had elevated their own prestige to new heights, even faintly surpassing that of the royal family. As a result, the arrogant Espers and the royal family began to clash both openly and in secret. With this going on, even fewer people paid attention to the dispensable commoners.
Instead, someone no one could have expected was dragged into this political struggle—Mo Xuan. Originally favored by three gods, his abilities had actually been revoked by them, turning him into a Forsaken. The higher he had been propped up by the Church back then, the harder he fell now. If Old Master Mo hadn't still been alive, Mo Xuan's fate would likely have been even more miserable.
All the various honors forced upon him by others were revoked. The royal family claimed that the Espers should be held responsible for this matter, while the Esper organization believed it was a punishment for the royal family angering the gods. Finally, during a shouting match that resembled bickering shrews, Old Master Mo was overcome by intense rage, coughed up blood, and died.
Mo Xuan's life also underwent an earth-shattering change. He was kicked out of that manor and ended up wandering into the slums of another city. What he didn't expect, however, was that Li Yana, even defying her family's orders, remained firmly by his side.
"Even if I'm not the main character, I've accepted it!" Mo Xuan said with tears in his eyes. "From now on, I'll let you manage all my secret stash of money!" He was very glad to be able to leave that dark place.
However, Mo Xuan didn't realize that the darkness covered every corner of the empire. One day, Li Yana was forcibly taken away by her family. He endured the pain of parting with his lover, but as soon as Li Yana left, he was immediately thrown into prison by the city's Esper organization under the charge of blasphemy against the gods. It was said that he would soon face a public trial.
Another guy in the same cell told him that the so-called public trial was nothing more than a show put on to build momentum for a well-connected Esper squad. When the time came, Mo Xuan would be executed by them using flashy abilities, just to make the spectating commoners cheer in excitement.
"To think that I'm not even a supporting character, just cannon fodder." Mo Xuan smiled bitterly. If that was the case, things were looking terrible; he wouldn't even be able to wait for Fang Zhiyi to return.
But the date of the public trial was repeatedly postponed. This feeling was torturous, like someone holding a knife and saying they were going to kill you, but you had no idea when the blade would fall.
Meanwhile, people were constantly being thrown into the prison.
According to them, a major event had occurred outside.
"I heard that the followers of the Evil God have started a war!"
Mo Xuan didn't believe this at all. How many followers did the Evil God even have? Leaving aside the fact that they were fragmented, even if they united, there was no way they could resist the empire's Espers and the Church, right?
However, the continuous stream of rumors left him somewhat dazed.
"Those people have captured the fortress in the Northern Frontier!"
"The Northern Frontier has fallen!"
"I heard that our place, Weilu City, is also in danger!"
Mo Xuan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Didn't the Espers come to provide support?"
The newly imprisoned commoner shook his head. "I don't know. I just heard it from the refugees who fled from over there. I merely discussed it for a few sentences, and then I was arrested and brought here."
A feeling of panic and unease spread throughout the entire prison.
A week later, a massive explosion jolted the prisoners awake. Listening to the terrifying commotion, Mo Xuan's throat tightened involuntarily. "What is that?"
No one knew, but the chaotic noises continued relentlessly, drawing closer and closer to them. It wasn't until the jailers who originally guarded them fled one after another that everyone's hearts leaped into their throats.
"It hasn't even been that long since we last met, and you've already fallen this low, kid?"
Mo Xuan raised his head, his facial expression quite a sight to behold. In the next moment, he almost burst into tears. "Why are you only here now?! I thought I was a goner for sure!"
Looking at this guy covered in snot and tears, Fang Zhiyi felt a bit apologetic in his heart.
According to what Little Hei said, ever since this guy met him, he had completely failed to realize that he was supposed to be the main character. And when the Evil God—which was the remnant will of the Heavenly Dao—completely died, he had also completely lost his status as the protagonist.
"Alright, alright, stop crying. I'll cover you from now on."
Mo Xuan, who was originally supposed to be the protagonist, now looked exactly like a wronged little wife. Fang Zhiyi pushed him away in slight disgust, hoping this guy wouldn't dirty his clothes.
Someone recognized Fang Zhiyi. "You are... you're that Blasphemer!"
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Incorrect, I'm an atheist. However, Yours truly has a proper name; my name is Fang Zhiyi."
His calm composure made the prisoners shut their mouths in unison. Although they had been locked up by the Espers, they still believed in the gods. They kept their distance from the Fang Zhiyi before them.
When Mo Xuan followed Fang Zhiyi outside, he was shocked once again. He had originally thought there would be many Espers flying around outside, and then this big shot he was clinging to would wave his hand, causing all those people to bow down in unison.
Who knew that all he would see were ordinary people. These ordinary people held standardized weapons and stood in neat formations. Seeing Fang Zhiyi come out, they shouted in unison, "Greetings, General!"
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand in acknowledgment. "Greetings, soldiers!"
"Mighty is the General!"
"Mighty are the soldiers!"
To the side, the corpses of the stubbornly resisting Espers were piled up like a small mountain. Their eyes remained wide open even in death, clearly unable to believe what they had encountered.
An elderly prisoner behind them had trembling legs. "You've caused a massive disaster. You killed so many Espers..."
Fang Zhiyi didn't look back; he simply made a hand gesture. Immediately, someone drew the long blade from their waist and began to chop off the heads of all those Espers, stacking them neatly.
This cruel act made the hearts of many commoners pound with fear.
Finally, someone couldn't help but shout, "Stop! Stop it! You will face retribution!"
Fang Zhiyi looked up, a trace of inexplicable emotion in his eyes.
Xing Bugui understood his meaning and merely waved his hand. Several subordinates immediately stepped forward and roughly snapped the banners planted up high. Those were the banners of the Church, representing the inviolable majesty of the gods. Almost everyone would salute with the most devout faith upon seeing those banners.
"The God of Light will send down divine light to blind your eyes! The God of War will tear your bodies to shreds! The Almighty God will punish your souls! Stop!"
As the banners representing the Church were burned to ashes, Fang Zhiyi raised his head high, his voice overpowering the terrified accusations of these people.
"God of Light? God of War? Almighty God?" Fang Zhiyi's gaze swept over the crowd. "How many army groups do your gods have?"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
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.
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."
