Dong Chenglin did have some talent and was soon promoted to an inner sect disciple. However, his attitude towards Fang Zhiyi was not good at all. In his eyes, this uncle of his was incompetent. Although his cultivation was high, he had no say in the sect and often kept to himself. Whenever Dong Chenglin wanted to ask him for a backdoor favor, his uncle would only lecture him with things like "cultivation depends entirely on oneself" and "one cannot take shortcuts in immortal cultivation."
This made Dong Chenglin believe that Fang Zhiyi simply looked down on him, and in turn, he began to harbor resentment towards Fang Zhiyi in his heart.
Time flew by, and Fang Zhiyi broke through once again, reaching the early stage of the Body Integration Realm in one fell swoop.
The entire sect was shaken. No one expected that this guy, who had once been kicked out by the Sect Master, could be so formidable. But just as the sycophants were rushing over to curry favor, Fang Zhiyi received the biggest blow of his life.
"Fang Zhiyi, let us annul our marriage."
Lan Chengyue threw down a paper contract.
Fang Zhiyi was a bit dazed. He recognized that piece of paper. It was a contract Lan Chengyue had him sign once when she was acting coquettishly with him. She had said she was afraid Fang Zhiyi would abandon her once his cultivation became high, so she wanted this for reassurance. Fang Zhiyi had signed it without overthinking.
"According to the Heavenly Dao Contract, I will take away half of your cultivation!"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fang Zhiyi's vitality and blood surged. He didn't understand why, but looking at the resolute Lan Chengyue before him, he seemed to somewhat understand.
Meanwhile, his nephew Dong Chenglin in the crowd, along with Miao Yunxi and others watching the spectacle, all felt a sense of delight in their hearts.
Under the coercion of the Heavenly Dao, Fang Zhiyi's realm rapidly plummeted: Body Integration, Distraction, Soul Manifestation, Nascent Soul...
"Isn't he a fool? Signing a Heavenly Dao Contract with someone?" Miao Yunxi clicked her tongue and shook her head. "Serves him right. That's what he gets for always meddling in other people's business."
"Big brother, isn't that your uncle?"
Dong Chenglin sneered, "What bullshit uncle. He's just a hypocrite. He was always afraid I would surpass him and constantly suppressed me. He deserves to end up like this."
Lan Chengyue looked at Fang Zhiyi and said in a voice only he could hear, "I originally wanted to wait a little longer, but your limit stops here. I provided you with emotional value for so long; losing this isn't a bad deal for you."
Since that day, the Heaven Breaking Sect gained a half-step Body Integration mighty figure, and also gained a crazy Nascent Soul old eccentric.
Later on, this Nascent Soul stage madman was found dead in a hidden cave in the back mountain, looking as if his cultivation had been sucked dry by a demonic cultivator. This incident aroused the sect's vigilance and marked the beginning of the subsequent war to exterminate demons.
"Fang Zhiyi! Why are you not answering?" The Sect Master's voice carried a hint of anger.
Fang Zhiyi frowned tightly and looked up at him. "Master, what is your cultivation level now?"
"Peak Body Integration." Although the Sect Master didn't understand the meaning behind this question, he still answered. He was also a cultivation genius, and when he said these words, he couldn't help but feel proud.
"You are already at Peak Body Integration, yet you still can't control your emotions?"
"What did you say?"
Fang Zhiyi clapped his hands. "Look, look."
"You..." The Sect Master took a deep breath to calm his mood. "I am asking you a question now in my capacity as the Sect Master!"
Fang Zhiyi nodded and said, "Understood, understood." He pointed at Miao Yunxi. "I didn't hit her."
"Nonsense!" Perfected Jingyun's eyebrows shot up. "If you didn't hit her, did she hit herself?"
Fang Zhiyi repeatedly praised, "Smart! Let me tell you why I wasn't the one who hit her... If I had made a move, she wouldn't be able to stand here and complain!"
"You!"
"Audacious!"
Several of Miao Yunxi's senior brothers stepped forward, their gazes looking as if they wanted to tear Fang Zhiyi apart.
The Sect Master, however, frowned. These words sounded unpleasant, but they made some sense. Miao Yunxi was only at the Spiritual Silence stage, while Fang Zhiyi was already at the early Soul Manifestation stage. If he had injured Miao Yunxi, she shouldn't have just sustained these minor injuries.
"Um, junior brother..."
Perfected Jingyun snorted coldly, "Stop. Don't think about speaking up for him. I know he is your disciple, but Sect Master, you must remember your status... Ever since he came in just now, I have sensed the evil aura within his body!"
Hearing this, the Sect Master also paused. Just now, he had also felt a faint trace of evil aura drifting from Fang Zhiyi's body.
Fang Zhiyi felt somewhat helpless and couldn't stop complaining to Little Hei, "Couldn't you have come a bit earlier? You just had to come after I finished drinking."
Little Hei chuckled mischievously.
"Speak! Were you bewitched by demonic arts and injured my disciple who tried to stop you!" The aura around Perfected Jingyun suddenly soared. Even the Sect Master was startled. Since when was this old geezer's cultivation as high as his own? No, it was even a fraction stronger!
"No, do you guys have no brains? I, the Sect Master's disciple, at the Soul Manifestation stage, hitting a piece of Spiritual Silence stage trash?" Fang Zhiyi was a bit exasperated. "But then again, you guys really do seem brainless. You actually believe the slander of a piece of Spiritual Silence stage trash."
"Cut the crap. If you want to prove your innocence, show us the evidence! Otherwise, don't blame this Perfected One for showing no mercy!" Perfected Jingyun shouted.
Fang Zhiyi threw his hands up. "Has no one ever told you that the burden of proof lies with the accuser? She slanders me, and you ask me to prove my innocence? Why don't you make her prove that there is something wrong with me?"
Miao Yunxi was taken aback. These words sounded a bit familiar. But the situation on the scene was critical. "You injured me, the wounds are still on my body, you..."
Suddenly, a massive impact hit her head-on, and Miao Yunxi's words were caught in her throat. She only felt as if her chest had been viciously punched. Her entire body flew backward uncontrollably. With a crisp crack, Miao Yunxi crashed into the coiled dragon pillar before falling to the ground. Her eyes widened, and the severe pain in her body made her open her mouth to curse, but as soon as she opened it, a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the ground.
"Little sister, this is what it looks like when I injure you. That strike you gave yourself was practically a tickle," Fang Zhiyi's sinister voice echoed in everyone's ears.
"Fang Zhiyi! You are rebelling!" Perfected Jingyun completely did not expect Fang Zhiyi to be so arrogant as to actually dare to hurt someone right in front of him and the Sect Master.
"Didn't you want me to prove it?" Fang Zhiyi looked innocent.
Several disciples beside Perfected Jingyun darted out one after another, three swords slashing towards Fang Zhiyi with mountain-splitting momentum.
"How dare you hurt our junior sister! You demonic cultivator!"
"Die!"
But the next moment, they were stunned. The swords in their hands seemed to have struck a transparent barrier and could not advance another inch.
"I was just wondering, with your state of mind, how do you even cultivate immortality?" Fang Zhiyi tilted his head. "You've made your strike, so now it's my turn, right?"
"Stop!" The Sect Master and Perfected Jingyun shouted to stop him at the same time.
Since their cultivation levels were extremely high, they naturally also realized something just now. When Fang Zhiyi suddenly attacked Miao Yunxi, they had actually failed to stop him. This could only mean that this Fang Zhiyi had been suppressing his cultivation level all along!
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.
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
