Li Qi was indignant. "What are you talking about! Take this!" A burst of raging fire appeared out of thin air, rushing straight at Fang Zhiyi with a scorching aura.
Seeing the people of Jingyun Peak make their move, the elders, on the contrary, were no longer in a hurry.
"We are all members of the Heaven-Shattering Sect, why must it come to this, sigh."
They spoke these half-hearted words, but their hearts were blooming with joy. Fight! No matter which side loses, it's a good thing! The best outcome, of course, would be for both sides to fall!
"Protect the boss!" Several disciples formed an array and blocked the front. Li Qi was furious and once again channeled his true qi.
However, Fang Zhiyi's figure suddenly disappeared. Li Qi paused for a moment, and a spine-chilling sensation shot straight up from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head.
Fang Zhiyi's right hand formed a claw and pressed on the top of his head. "Do you think having a high cultivation level makes you so great?"
Li Qi didn't answer. It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but his consciousness was already blurring. A surge of pure spiritual energy poured out from Fang Zhiyi's hand, striking directly into the top of his head. In just an instant, he went limp and collapsed to the ground.
"Junior Brother!" "Disciple!"
Fang Zhiyi turned his head. "Don't rush, it's your turn now."
Cang Lanye's precious pagoda was snapped in half by Fang Zhiyi, Yun Er's hands were broken, and the flying sword Chu Kuang had formed from spiritual energy was grabbed by Fang Zhiyi and forcibly plunged into his own body, instantly causing him to spurt blood from his nose and mouth.
When he stood there, casually lifting Perfected Jingyun high into the air by the neck with a single hand, there were no other sounds at the scene besides the wails of Cang Lanye and the others.
"You all saw it. Fighting across major realms is not necessarily impossible. What you need is confidence, understand? Hard work plus confidence, and even the Body Integration realm is nothing more than this."
Perfected Jingyun stared wide-eyed at Fang Zhiyi, his throat letting out a gurgling sound. After cultivating immortality for so many years, he had finally realized the problem. Fang Zhiyi was suppressing his cultivation! The spiritual energy he exposed when subduing him was at least at the Mahayana realm! At this moment, he was finally terrified. This Fang Zhiyi was not normal! Just what kind of monster was he!
But the words in his mouth were never asked. Along with a crisp snapping sound, Perfected Jingyun's corpse was tossed to the ground. The primordial spirit that drilled out of his body was also grabbed by Fang Zhiyi, who crushed it with a wicked smirk.
"Right, Elder Feng, what were you saying just now?" Fang Zhiyi turned his head and asked, as if the one-sided slaughter just now had never happened.
"Uh, I was saying that that Lan whoever is truly going too far to actually scheme against Martial Nephew Fang. I suggest we cripple her cultivation and expel her from the sect!"
"Yes, yes! I wanted to say that just now too! It's simply outrageous!"
"These few from Jingyun Peak are even more detestable, actually trying to take advantage of someone's peril. Martial Nephew Fang, if you had been just a little slower, I would have stepped in!"
"Exactly, exactly."
Fang Zhiyi was amused.
Meanwhile, the other disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall looked at him with expressions full of worship. A Soul Severing cultivator killing a Body Integration cultivator like slaughtering a chicken! This was Senior Brother Fang's strength! This was a true immortal!
However, amidst the chaos, a dirt-covered disciple came to report a matter: the demonic cultivator Li Cheng had escaped, and they were organizing a capture team.
Fang Zhiyi waved his hand. "Forget it, why bother catching such a minor character."
The disciple looked at the few people on the ground in confusion, then looked at his boss, and nodded.
On that very day, Jingyun Peak was jointly delisted by the elders of the Heaven-Shattering Sect. When they reclaimed Jingyun Peak, they found that the crippled Miao Yunxi had disappeared. Lan Chengyue was also expelled. With a bewildered face, she was driven out of the Heaven-Shattering Sect. Lan Chengyue cursed under her breath, but when she thought of her cultivation level, she happily began humming a little tune.
Little Hei still didn't understand. "Lan Chengyue took away quite a lot of your cultivation... Even if you have your previous foundation, you shouldn't be this generous, right?"
Fang Zhiyi smiled and said, "Think about it. A decorative vase with zero combat experience, yet possessing the cultivation of the peak Soul Severing realm. Once this news spreads, what do you think will happen?"
Little Hei suddenly saw the light. "You really are wicked."
At the foot of the mountain.
"I won't let you leave! You are mine! I've thought it through, I forgive you! But you are mine!"
Miao Yunxi looked at that profile, twisted from qi deviation, her heart filled with unparalleled terror. Li Cheng's twisted heart was full of paranoia. Those people from the Heaven-Shattering Sect's Law Enforcement Hall were actually so careless as to not seal his cultivation. He continuously used his own pain, converting it into energy to cultivate. The repeated agony finally allowed him to escape!
"Who is it?" A hand parted the tall grass, and a beautiful face appeared before the two of them.
Miao Yunxi had seen her once before; this seemed to be a certain senior sister... She became excited and was just about to cry out for help when Lan Chengyue suddenly became alert. "Who's there!"
Her alertness saved her life, and Li Cheng's sneak attack failed to hit its mark.
"Peak Soul Severing realm... Heaven is helping me..." Li Cheng's distorted facial features forcefully squeezed out an ugly smile.
"A demonic cultivator! Demonic cultivator!" Lan Chengyue was startled. She naturally recognized this demonic cultivator who had been turned into a tourist attraction by Fang Zhiyi. She immediately wanted to flee, but in the instant she was about to escape, she felt her hair being violently yanked by someone.
Lan Chengyue immediately thought of her cultivation level, but as her spiritual energy gathered at her chest, she didn't know what to do next. Over the years, she had only absorbed the cultivation of others, completely neglecting to put any effort into practicing those complicated secret manuals. Her only actual combat experience was during the last sect tournament, where she got lucky and eliminated an opponent.
Looking at that ugly face drawing closer, Lan Chengyue's beautiful face became extremely twisted from fright.
The news that heavenly lightning had struck the demonic cultivator Li Cheng to death reached Fang Zhiyi's ears. Stone said mysteriously, "Boss, guess who else was at the scene?"
Fang Zhiyi didn't even lift his head. "Miao Yunxi, of course."
Stone blanked for a moment, then repeatedly shook his head. "We didn't see Miao Yunxi, it was Lan Chengyue! Lan Chengyue's entire body was ripped open, it was so gruesome... Boss?"
Fang Zhiyi was a bit stunned. This piece of trash Lan Chengyue actually died just like that? Why did that idiot Li Cheng go torment her instead of Miao Yunxi?
"Oh right, Boss, we've already spread the word of your deeds to all the brothers in the Law Enforcement Hall. Especially your line about how a Soul Severing cultivator isn't necessarily unable to kill a Body Integration cultivator—the brothers were all dumbfounded hearing it!"
Fang Zhiyi looked at Stone, feeling that something wasn't quite right. "And then?"
"There's no 'and then'. Um, Little Li compiled the advice you usually give us into a book, and everyone is quite happy to read it."
"A book?"
"Yeah, exactly the stuff you said about needing to help one another, how men from all corners of the world are brothers, letting the brothers with lower cultivation levels progress together, and things like that."
"Oh." Fang Zhiyi nodded. Lan Chengyue dying had somewhat exceeded his expectations. Originally, he had wanted to keep her around for an experiment...
Little Hei scratched his head. "I always feel like these subordinates of yours seem a bit... overly excited."
"Young people wouldn't be called young people if they didn't have drive. Of course, in terms of cultivating immortality, they are indeed young people."
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.
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.”
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."
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
