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!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
