However, Perfected Jingyun suddenly looked at him. "Hmph, no matter how much Fang Zhiyi is a demonic cultivator, he couldn't possibly get so many people to acknowledge him. The only explanation is that the Sect Master is supporting him behind the scenes."
"Then what should we do?"
Perfected Jingyun closed his eyes and pondered for a moment. "In the past, whenever the sect encountered problems, they relied on our Jingyun Peak to resolve them. Since they want to exclude us, I will grant their wish! I will wait for them to come begging me! The Sect Grand Competition is about to begin. I want to see how they manage to show their faces in front of the other sects without our Jingyun Peak!"
Usually, aside from being fiercely protective of his disciples, he did not like to fight for things anyway. This choice perfectly suited his aloof and noble persona.
Although the three disciples were resentful, they obeyed their master's orders.
"If you fully support me this term, I will naturally remember your difficulties," Fang Zhiyi was currently sitting in the assembly hall, speaking to the Peak Master of the Artifact Forging Peak beside him.
The Peak Master of the Artifact Forging Peak was flushed with excitement. He had long heard that Fang Zhiyi beat up that unruly little disciple of Jingyun Peak today and even made Perfected Jingyun suffer a loss. Later, he heard that when Fang Zhiyi was canvassing for votes, he beat those Jingyun Peak disciples so badly they didn't even dare to utter a peep. Now, he looked at Fang Zhiyi as if looking at his own kin.
Although Jingyun Peak had been domineering in the past, it was still within everyone's limits of tolerance. However, ever since they took in that precious disciple, their people had become increasingly unreasonable, offending the entire sect. Yet, out of fear of Perfected Jingyun, no one dared to say anything.
The Sect Master watched Fang Zhiyi receive the Peak Masters one by one and felt somewhat puzzled. Why did this kid feel more like the Sect Master than he did?
When he saw Fang Zhiyi return earlier, he had been startled, thinking the boy had come to silence Elder Kong by killing him. Who knew he would suddenly propose becoming the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall... This... was naturally not a problem.
Based on the strength he displayed, he was absolutely worthy.
Although it was against the rules, Elder Kong himself had said he was willing to yield his position to Fang Zhiyi. As the Sect Master, he naturally had to consider it. Of course, he would just pretend he hadn't seen Fang Zhiyi gripping Elder Kong's neck.
"Um, Zhiyi," the Hall Master of the Protector Hall said in a gentle tone. He valued strength the most, and when he realized he couldn't see through Fang Zhiyi's cultivation either, he knew that Perfected Jingyun's loss was definitely not due to carelessness.
"The Sect Grand Competition is imminent. Is it really wise to offend Jingyun Peak right now?"
Fang Zhiyi raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying that without Jingyun Peak, the Heaven-Piercing Sect can't survive?"
"No, it's mainly that the disciples of Jingyun Peak are the outstanding talents of our Heaven-Piercing Sect... especially Perfected Jingyun's eldest disciple..."
"That is exactly the problem. Is it true that every Sect Grand Competition, Jingyun Peak carries the banner?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
"Yes," the Protector Hall Master nodded. "Even our Protector Hall..."
"So every time they compete, the rewarded spirit stones, pills, secret manuals, cultivation methods, and precious artifacts all go to them?"
"Yes..." the Peak Master of the Artifact Forging Peak also leaned in.
"Therefore, they get stronger and stronger, while your disciples get weaker and weaker. That is how the gap is created!" Fang Zhiyi pointed out sharply.
"Hmm?" The Sect Master stood up.
"Because they participate in the Sect Grand Competition, all the good things are given to them while the other disciples can only watch. This creates an unequal distribution of resources. Time after time, Jingyun Peak's strength steadily grows. After growing, they demand even more resources, and no one thinks it's unreasonable. But what about everyone sitting here? You can only watch helplessly. Do you not have exceptionally talented disciples under your command?"
His words shocked everyone present. Their minds were usually full of cultivation, and they had never thought about this pattern at all.
"If you want the Heaven-Piercing Sect to flourish, you must break this situation of one faction dominating everything!" Fang Zhiyi said.
The Sect Master's face glowed red. "It should be so! It should be so!" He had wondered in the past why his own disciples simply couldn't compare to Jingyun Peak. Now that Fang Zhiyi explained it, he suddenly understood.
"But the Sect Grand Competition..." the Protector Hall Master still agonized.
"Let them compete! If we send the same people out every year, how will the other disciples ever have a chance to shine? Will it kill us to miss out on winning once or twice? No!" Fang Zhiyi paused. "Besides, I am also a disciple."
Everyone suddenly realized the truth and broke into smiles.
"Fang Zhiyi became the Acting Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall?" Lan Chengyue was startled. No way? So fast?
"Host, his fortune is extremely abundant, the most abundant I have ever seen! Hurry up and capture his heart!" the system said excitedly.
"Alright, alright, don't rush me. Let me think..."
"Chengyue, I bought a Cultivation Pill for you," a young disciple came running over eagerly.
Lan Chengyue's eyes held a hint of disgust, but her face remained warm. "Look at you, I told you to save your spirit stones properly, why are you spending recklessly again?"
The young disciple chuckled. Sure enough, Chengyue is thinking of me!
Watching Lan Chengyue take the pill, his heart filled with motivation. To think there was such an understanding woman in the world, and she was so good to him. He definitely had to work hard!
"This guy is useless now, right," Lan Chengyue muttered.
The system replied, "His cultivation level is of little use to you at the Nascent Soul stage."
"Okay, I'll just find an excuse to kick him aside." Lan Chengyue nodded. Turning her thoughts to Fang Zhiyi, if it were him, he could probably help her break through two realms instantly, right? Just thinking about it made her excited.
The Sect Grand Competition proceeded as usual. Numerous cultivation sects gathered together to let their disciples compete against each other.
However, this year's lineup from the Heaven-Piercing Sect had quite a few new faces, which surprised the other sects.
"Perfected Jingyun didn't come?"
"Not just him. Chu Kuang, Li Qi, and those other kids didn't come either."
"Could they have had a falling out?"
"Hahahaha, look on the bright side. What if they are all severely injured?"
At this moment on Jingyun Peak, Chu Kuang's face was as dark as water. He already knew what had happened. First, he was astonished that so many things had occurred in just one day. Then, seeing his little junior sister still lying in bed, a fiery rage immediately flared in his heart.
"Fang Zhiyi!" He knew this guy. He usually didn't socialize with others and was a man of few words. Who would have thought he was actually such a vicious thug!
He wanted to see just how much face they would lose at this year's Sect Grand Competition without Jingyun Peak.
However, things did not go as he expected. Before each disciple went on stage, Fang Zhiyi would encourage them with a few words, saying things like friendship first, competition second, telling them not to feel pressured, and explaining that even if they lost, there would be corresponding sect rewards. Such words made these first-time competitors quite excited.
And the elders of the Heaven-Piercing Sect never imagined that even without Jingyun Peak, they would still achieve considerable success.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
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.
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.
