Everyone witnessed an absurd, one-sided beating.
In a vacuum space occupied only by those two, a mighty expert of the Tribulation Passage realm was grabbed by the collar and brutally pummeled by a junior in the Soul Severing realm. There were no magic spells, no flashy moves. Fang Zhiyi simply threw punch after punch right into the face of the Black Fire Sect's Sect Master.
He literally beat the old man until his defenses completely crumbled.
"I was wrong! I was wrong!" the old man screamed, his voice tearing from his lungs.
"Did you hear what he just yelled?" Fang Zhiyi grabbed his robes again and forcibly dragged him up from the ground.
"I heard it, he did it!" Talented disciples were a dime a dozen; if one was gone, he could just find another. If he let this madman keep beating him, even if he didn't die, he would lose every last shred of his dignity!
After all, he was a mighty expert of the Tribulation Passage realm. The moment they exchanged blows, he realized that the Soul Severing junior before him had hidden at least two—no, three major realms of cultivation!
Although he didn't understand it, he submitted.
Fang Zhiyi became famous once again. Every sect now knew that the man behind the Disciplinary Hall had made his appearance. Not only did he kill a disciple who tried to stir up trouble with the Disciplinary Hall, but he also beat up a Sect Master in the Tribulation Passage realm!
For a time, the Disciplinary Hall's reputation soared once more.
"That kid ran away," Little Hei sighed. "I told you we should have dealt with him first. Now look, we've alerted the snake by beating the grass."
It was talking about Wang Xiaojia. Wang Xiaojia was very cunning. He had always felt that Fang Zhiyi was abnormal, so he constantly kept himself hidden. As soon as the news of Fang Zhiyi making a move spread, Wang Xiaojia quickly analyzed the situation. Because he was also a transmigrator, figuring out the identity of the dead cultivator was not a difficult task for him.
Once he figured it out, Wang Xiaojia slipped away.
He had no confidence in dealing with Fang Zhiyi.
However, he didn't expect the Disciplinary Hall to subsequently announce a piece of news to the entire cultivation world, causing a massive uproar.
The cultivation world had been invaded by Otherworldly Demons. The characteristics of these Otherworldly Demons were suddenly going from having terrible aptitude to phenomenal aptitude, experiencing an inexplicable surge in cultivation, possessing high-quality spiritual treasures despite low cultivation, frequently muttering to themselves for no reason, and sometimes even undergoing drastic personality changes, harboring a fondness for slapping the faces of fellow disciples they previously had poor relationships with.
Even the dead disciple from the Black Fire Sect was confirmed to be an Otherworldly Demon.
Most importantly, these foreign fiends would forcibly possess the bodies of original cultivators, using methods even more terrifying than demonic cultivators to gain power, and even steal the karmic luck of the Heavenly Dao!
Stone was a bit bewildered. Uh... putting it that way, Senior Brother Fang also fit the image of an Otherworldly Demon quite well.
But then he slapped himself. How could that be! How could Senior Brother Fang be that kind of person!
Little Hei despised Fang Zhiyi's shameless behavior, but Fang Zhiyi didn't care at all. He never said he wasn't one; if people thought he was, they could just come and try to kill him!
Naturally, no one came to question him, but the information about the Otherworldly Demons spread like wildfire. Soon, many people began to suspect each other.
A wave of investigations into Otherworldly Demons swept through the cultivation world. When an originally obedient disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect suddenly went berserk, injured an elder, and absconded, it further proved that the news Fang Zhiyi released was true.
To Fang Zhiyi's surprise, this world actually hid quite a few transmigrators, and their systems were incredibly varied. Facing requests for help from other sects, he refused none. In just two years, five transmigrators fell into his hands one after another: some outer sect junior sister, a mighty female lead colluding with demonic cultivators, a morally upright junior brother, and so on...
Fang Zhiyi felt a headache coming on. This world was truly riddled with transmigrators.
"Hey, you don't have to run around anymore," Little Hei suddenly laughed just as Fang Zhiyi returned to his territory and sat down to rest.
Fang Zhiyi opened his eyes and looked outside the door. Four figures slowly walked in, while his subordinates had already died silently outside.
"Fang Zhiyi, you didn't expect this, did you? That we would join forces," Zhang Xiaojia smiled sinisterly. "You... are also a transmigrator, right?"
Fang Zhiyi looked at him expressionlessly.
"No, he isn't. He doesn't even have a system. Even if he is, he's a pathetic transmigrator. To think there are still people who transmigrate without a system these days, hahaha," a man mocked.
"What exactly are you guys after?" Fang Zhiyi suddenly sighed.
The transmigrators looked at each other and let out a burst of sneers.
"Since we've transmigrated, of course we want to do whatever we please. The things you people need to slowly cultivate to obtain, we just get directly from our systems by completing tasks. Consider it a little shock for you people, a shock from technology."
"We've discussed it. After we kill you, the four of us will divide the cultivation world equally. From now on, we will be the Four Heavenly Kings of the cultivation world!"
"...Technology?" Fang Zhiyi stood up.
"Cut the crap! Watch this!" One person attacked directly, unleashing a killing move right off the bat. A massive sword aura tore through the floor tiles all the way, slashing straight toward Fang Zhiyi.
Fang Zhiyi didn't dodge. He merely raised his hand and waved it gently, abruptly stopping the earth-shattering sword aura right in front of him.
"Originally, I had no grievances with you, but... those people were acting under my banner, yet they died by your hands. That is unacceptable," Fang Zhiyi said lightly, though he exuded a thick murderous intent.
"Cultivation is all about strength! They were all of mediocre aptitude; if they die, they die!"
"What a claim of mediocre aptitude... Weren't you also ordinary people before you came here? You call others mediocre, but they climbed up from the mortal realm step by step relying on their own mediocre aptitude. Your strength, however, was just handed to you."
Fang Zhiyi walked slowly forward amidst their fierce attacks. With every step he took, the faces of the transmigrators darkened a fraction more.
"System! Didn't you say I was practically invincible now?"
"Could he be in the Mahayana realm? No, even if he is in the Mahayana realm, I have a one-hit kill! System!"
"System?"
"What makes you think that my cultivation, painstakingly achieved over several lifetimes, would lose to a bunch of quick-fix products like you who rose to power relying on some system? Why is it that you don't have to put in any effort, while I have to suffer time and time again?" Fang Zhiyi slowly raised his hand, then pressed it down fiercely. "Just thinking about it pisses me off."
The transmigrators immediately felt a tremendous pressure descending from the sky. The roof, previously torn apart by their attacks, instantly shattered completely, and they all fell to their knees.
"How is this possible! System! Where is my Ancient Sacred Body!" one of them spat blood from his nose and mouth.
Little Hei was a bit dissatisfied, feeling as if Fang Zhiyi was implicitly jabbing at it just now.
Meanwhile, only Zhang Xiaojia remained silent. His system had hidden itself inside his brain, its fear currently beyond words.
"No, no, Host, there is a Devourer behind that man!" The image it saw was much more direct than what the transmigrator could see. Behind Fang Zhiyi towered a massive black monster. Every time the monster's tentacles shot out, a system was devoured. If it hadn't hidden fast enough, it probably would have been finished too!
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
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.
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...
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!
