"Do you want to get started quickly?" Fang Zhiyi suddenly turned his head and asked Dong Chenglin.
Dong Chenglin looked at Fang Zhiyi with a blank expression, then nodded.
"Your mother already said she wants to live and die with your father. I also want to help her achieve her wish, so..."
A day later, Fang Jingshu slowly woke up in front of Dong Shi's room. Thinking of what happened yesterday, her heart was filled with resentment. Fang Zhiyi had actually extracted all of her cultivation and given it to her son!
Fortunately, she saw the disheveled Dong Shi coming out of the room. Dong Shi was also a bit excited to see her: "Wife! You're finally back! That's wonderful!"
"My dear Dong!" The moment she saw Dong Shi, all the grievances in Fang Jingshu's heart were thrown to the back of her mind.
However, this sweetness only lasted for a moment: "Hurry up and use some of your tricks. We've run out of money recently, and I've even mortgaged the courtyard to someone else. If you hadn't come back, your husband would have had to suffer."
Fang Jingshu was stunned. She subconsciously looked down at herself; apart from a silk dress, she had nothing.
"Husband, I... I have no cultivation left."
"What?"
After Fang Jingshu explained the situation, Dong Shi was furious: "That bastard son actually stole your cultivation! And that bastard brother of yours! Absolute bastards!"
Cursing was one thing, but the problem still had to be solved. Thus, Dong Shi had no choice but to take his harem and start moving.
His whole large family relied on Fang Jingshu to survive, but now that Fang Jingshu had become an ordinary person, life became difficult.
Every few days, a member of his harem would run away, and their meals got worse day by day. Dong Shi wanted to ask his system for help, thinking that if all else failed, he could go and woo a few young ladies from wealthy families, only to find that his system had somehow disappeared.
He finally ended up living in a broken-down thatched hut again, but unlike the very beginning, he now had Fang Jingshu by his side, who never abandoned him.
But looking at Fang Jingshu, who had lost her cultivation and whose face was gradually aging, the tiny bit of love in Dong Shi's heart completely vanished.
The former sweet words of wife and darling had now turned into stupid woman and old hag.
Fang Jingshu went from initial surprise and heartbreak to gradual numbness.
A guy who relied on wooing women to make a living had no survival skills and looked just like a beggar walking on the street. A woman who relied on her cultivation to steal gold and silver in the mortal realm also gradually grew old, turning into a scavenging old woman.
Little Hei shook his head, tossed the last piece of the courtship system into his mouth, and floated leisurely back to the cultivation world.
Fang Zhiyi looked at his bowing and scraping master, who was also the Sect Master of the Heaven-Breaking Sect, and scratched his head in confusion.
"Um, Zhiyi, how about you take the position of Sect Master?" The Sect Master rubbed his hands together.
The elders behind him also chimed in repeatedly, "Martial Nephew, this position belongs to no one else but you."
Fang Zhiyi frowned, "I don't have that intention. Master, you just keep being a good Sect Master, and I will just be my Law Enforcement Hall Master..."
The Sect Master was about to cry: "You..." His voice rose, but he forced it back down, "You also know that nine out of ten people in the Heaven-Breaking Sect have now joined your Law Enforcement Hall... Being the Sect Master..."
Fang Zhiyi took a closer look and noticed that all these people were covered in dirt and looked utterly dejected.
"What's going on?"
A subordinate beside him immediately reported in a low voice, "Didn't we offend some sects? They don't dare to make trouble directly for our Law Enforcement Hall, so they went out of their way to settle scores with the Sect Master and the others. Well... perhaps the wording was a bit intense during the negotiations."
Fang Zhiyi sighed, not knowing what to say for a moment.
The group of trusted aides who followed him from the earliest days acted as if they were possessed. Now they spent all day traveling outside, making big commotions from time to time. Even he didn't know how many subordinates he currently had.
Elder Feng had a bitter look on his face: "Martial Nephew, stop thinking about it. We old folks also want to focus on our cultivation... This Heaven-Breaking Sect really should be inherited by you young disciples."
In just three short months, they had been cornered several times by old monsters from other sects. Although they didn't exactly lose when it came to fighting, they couldn't withstand wave after wave of people coming to demand answers! And lately, it had been especially outrageous. The moment those people arrived, they would point their fingers and start cursing their mothers. All these old folks hadn't been scolded this much in all their combined years of cultivation!
The most crucial point was that all these incidents were caused by the Law Enforcement Hall, not them!
"No, what kind of trouble have you guys stirred up recently?" Fang Zhiyi asked again.
That subordinate replied, "To answer the boss, when Guardian Stone was at the Yunyao Branch previously, he saw some core disciples of the Heavenly Annihilation Sect bullying outer disciples. He couldn't stand it, so he had people surround those core disciples and beat them up severely. While he was at it, he recruited those outer disciples into the branch..."
"...And then?"
"Then those core disciples went back to call for backup, and immediately after, several mighty figures at the Body Integration Realm came out. You forgot, Boss, that day the brothers at the Yunyao Branch scattered, and Guardian Stone specifically sent a voice transmission to ask you what to do."
Fang Zhiyi seemed to recall that when Stone sent the voice transmission talisman, he was busy researching pills to quickly boost Dong Chenglin's cultivation.
"What did I say?"
"You said, Your sister's..."
Fang Zhiyi remembered that he had indeed cursed with such a phrase, because he was very busy, yet these subordinates were actually still wandering around outside.
"So?"
"So Guardian Stone understood. He immediately took his people and started looking for the sisters of those Heavenly Annihilation Sect mighty figures. He actually found two of them, both at the Soul Outward Realm. The brothers from the branch tied them up and forced the Heavenly Annihilation Sect to come out and apologize."
Fang Zhiyi was dumbfounded. The face that looked like a stone appeared before his eyes.
Stone, original name forgotten, intelligence unknown, execution ability extremely strong.
"Hehe, following your intentions, Boss, all the brothers have learned it now. If we can't win, we run, and then we find an opportunity to corner the opponent's relatives and friends and beat them half to death. After all, we have the numbers, so they chickened out." The subordinate was a bit smug. "They only dare to go complain to the Sect Master and the others. They don't dare to come bother you, Boss."
Fang Zhiyi rested a hand on his forehead. He could already imagine what his reputation was like now.
He originally had no intention of doing any unification stuff this time... it was too troublesome. But... just imagining it for a moment, the Law Enforcement Hall disciples, with their massive population base, were running all over the cultivation world standing up for people, continuously developing grassroots disciples. When they fought, it was either a gang beatdown or ruthless cheap shots. If someone called for backup, they would turn around and go after the person's family and friends...
Fang Zhiyi shuddered. It was all Little Hei's fault. To think that guy ran off to watch the drama in the mortal realm at a time like this.
"Oh right, Boss, latest news. We've already taken control of three intersections leading from the mortal realm to the cultivation world. From now on, anyone who comes up will directly join the Law Enforcement Hall."
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."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
