The Sect Master ultimately failed to get his way. Fang Zhiyi comforted them with kind words, promising to cause less trouble in the future.
The elders' faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, but they didn't dare to attack Fang Zhiyi. Leaving aside the high probability that Fang Zhiyi was hiding some terrifying methods, his die-hard loyalists now practically controlled many of the foundational disciples. What could they do? Kill them all? How could that be possible!
Dong Chenglin was miserable. He originally thought that cultivating immortality would be interesting, but Fang Zhiyi made him experience the feeling of flying. First, he went directly from an ordinary person to the Nascent Soul stage, and then Fang Zhiyi started pouring all kinds of terrible-tasting medicine down his throat, even forcing him to eat things that looked like failed products.
A month after stepping onto the path of cultivation, Dong Chenglin was forcefully pushed to the Out-of-Body stage.
He was also a bit puzzled, but Fang Zhiyi always patted his shoulder and said, After all, I am your uncle. It's no big deal to open a back door for you!
Dong Chenglin was even a little moved, but other than cultivating, Fang Zhiyi hardly let him do anything else. Furthermore, his uncle's subordinates didn't listen to him, which made the active Dong Chenglin quite depressed.
Little Hei strolled back leisurely and relayed the story of the original owner's love-struck sister to Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi narrowed his eyes. Does she not regret it? For the sake of the original owner, as long as Fang Jingshu showed regret, he would still leave a way out for her.
Regret my ass! Little Hei got angry just mentioning this. It transformed into a tiny person, crossed its arms, and puffed out its cheeks high. Watching her made me want to slap her! She's already scavenging for garbage and is still moving herself to tears! Saying things like only she is My dear Dong's true love, and even so, she will never leave or abandon him...
Oh, right, that guy surnamed Dong is a transmigrator, his head full of harem fantasies. I ate that system of his. Little Hei patted its belly. The taste wasn't that great.
You bring disaster upon yourself and you cannot live. Forget it. Fang Zhiyi shook his head.
At this time, Stone ran in hurriedly. Fang Zhiyi got a headache just seeing him, but he couldn't exactly scold him either. Who knew what he would misunderstand next?
Boss! I have a surprise for you.
Seeing Stone's mysterious expression, Fang Zhiyi subconsciously shrank back. Speak.
Now the entire cultivation world is our people.
Fang Zhiyi nodded; he could roughly predict that.
Seeing Fang Zhiyi so indifferent, Stone was stunned. Boss, I'm talking about the entire cultivation world. As long as you give the order, Boss, we can change the world immediately!
Fang Zhiyi was also stunned. ??????
Little Hei also looked at the silly-looking kid with some curiosity. It remembered that Stone was one of the earliest to follow Fang Zhiyi, and his eyes were full of worship when he looked at Fang Zhiyi.
Didn't you call me back last time and tell me some things privately? I understood!
Fang Zhiyi's face was completely blank.
You said our behavior would only ruin our reputation and make other sects curse you behind your back. You also said our cultivation is low, and if we anger the masses, we will sooner or later face annihilation. You also said that continuing to recruit disciples like this would only cause public outrage.
Looking at his excited face, the bad premonition in Fang Zhiyi's heart rose again.
Hehe, I immediately turned around and gathered all the representatives for a meeting, and then a few smart brothers came up with a solution.
What solution?
We've controlled nearly half of the cultivation world's spirit stone veins, secret realms, and markets, and then... we won over many inner sect disciples from other sects. At the same time, through the connections of other brothers, we recruited quite a few rogue cultivators with high cultivation bases.
Stone looked at Fang Zhiyi excitedly and continued, Don't worry, Boss. Previously, we indeed didn't think it through and only focused on pulling people in. It's different now. Although those inner sect disciples joined us, they can still maintain their status in their sects. If needed, they will even bring out their own masters to help. Moreover, with these unofficial disciples, the movements of all sects are now clear to us at a glance.
Stone leaned closer and lowered his voice, but could hardly conceal his excitement. Also, we sent out quite a few of our own people to transfer to other sects. Now, we know exactly what those sects do every day, where their library pavilions are, and where their spirit stones are kept. Whenever we need to... He made a slicing gesture.
Fang Zhiyi silently rolled his eyes.
Little Hei laughed so hard its whole body trembled. My god, how long have I been gone? These subordinates of yours are like a virus. Isn't this your specialty? Intelligence networks, hidden guards, undercover agents... Hahahahaha, I can already imagine a saying circulating in the future cultivation world: once upon a time, in this ethereal and fairy-like place, there appeared a great villain whose power spread all over the cultivation world...
Fang Zhiyi wanted to say something to Stone, but in the end, he said nothing. He was a little afraid of this idiot now, so he just waved his hand to let him out.
After walking two steps, Stone suddenly remembered something, turned around, and ran back. He pulled two booklets from his chest and respectfully handed them to Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi waited for him to leave before slowly opening them. The first was the recent revenue of the Law Enforcement Hall.
He really didn't expect that these guys had actually done everything possible to make money. Then there was the latest personnel list, and they had even thoughtfully marked everyone's cultivation level.
I'm serious, with the current scale of your Law Enforcement Hall, there are quite a few from the Nascent Soul to the Soul Splitting stage. Even if a Body Integration stage expert came, they would probably have to weigh the consequences, Little Hei leaned over to look for a while and shook its head. This really is the path of a mafia gang.
The Law Enforcement Hall grew vigorously without Fang Zhiyi even intervening, leading to the fact that more than half of its members had almost never seen Fang Zhiyi. However, the legends about him became increasingly mystical. The name of the Heaven-Breaking Sect was gradually no longer mentioned. All the sects knew that someone named Fang Zhiyi had created a massive organization. This organization was pervasive. The flying sword or medicinal pill you bought at the market might be their handiwork; the spirit stones you used might come from the veins they controlled; the secret realm you entered was also a private booking negotiated between your sect and them... There were even rumors that yesterday, an elder cursed Fang Zhiyi's tyranny in his own home, and the next day, his underpants were hung on the mountain gate of his sect.
No one knew how many of Fang Zhiyi's minions were in which sect.
It wasn't that no almighty experts had thought about taking action, but after a little inquiry, they found that although this organization did things tyrannically, it never bullied the weak or disrupted the market. Moreover, the almighty experts didn't dare to take action casually. Having reached their realm, they more or less had to cultivate karma. It was inappropriate to slaughter indiscriminately over these matters.
The entire cultivation world fell into a bizarre balance. The Law Enforcement Hall appeared so abruptly, expanded rapidly, and then steadily presented itself in front of everyone.
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!
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.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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...
