You wave your hand, signaling the chubby little guy to come closer.
"Junior, come closer. I have something to tell you. Go back and pass this on to your Supreme Ancestor..." Your voice trails off.
Wan Sanqian flew a bit closer.
Feeling like he couldn't hear clearly, he moved even closer.
Seeing this, Shen Yue tried to step in front of Wan Sanqian to prevent him from getting too close.
While Shen Yue's attention was focused on Wan Sanqian, you decisively launched an attack!
Step one: throw out the Jiuzhou Cauldron and smash it directly onto Shen Yue!
"What?!"
Shen Yue was taken aback and instinctively counterattacked!
The Jiuzhou Cauldron might not have much offensive capability, and its functions were still incomplete, but one thing was undeniable.
Its body was perfectly intact, making it virtually indestructible!
Shen Yue thrust out a palm, only to be sent flying several kilometers by the Jiuzhou Cauldron like a shooting star.
Step two: pull out the Myriad Soul Banner and release thousands of demon souls!
"Jiejiejie!! Fighting is so thrilling!"
The demon souls flew toward the group of Martial Kings, launching suicide attacks to obscure their vision and delay their reactions!
Step three: dash into the crowd of the Myriad Law Sect!
As soon as you made your move, some of the surrounding Shen family experts prepared to unleash their martial arts to subdue you in a single strike!
However, you directly mingled into the hundred-person group of the Myriad Law Sect, rampaging through them, which made it difficult for those experts to act immediately.
Attacking guests would cause diplomatic issues.
The Myriad Law Sect was even more bewildered.
Why was the Shen family's ancestor fighting his own people?
Who should we help?
"I am the Shen family's ancestor! The Shen family wants to seize power, occupy my Star Power Mystic Realm, and seal me in the Soul Calming Temple! Family members of the Myriad Law Sect, quickly come to my aid! After this is done, I will cede thirty percent of the Star Domain to you!"
Hearing this, Wan Sanqian grinned from ear to ear.
Coming to the Shen family for an exchange actually yielded such an unexpected harvest?
"Ancestor, don't panic! I'm here to help you!"
With a wave of his large hand, nine different Heaven-tier spiritual weapons materialized behind Wan Sanqian, launching indiscriminate attacks in all directions!
The elders and disciples of the Myriad Law Sect immediately followed suit and joined the fray.
Although they hadn't figured out the situation, their sect master had taken action, so how could they not follow?
If they didn't follow, would they still be able to survive after returning to the Myriad Law Sect?
The First Elder of the Shen Family's Elder Council, Shen Wanquan, roared in anger.
"Sect Master Wan! This person is not our Shen family's ancestor! You are helping the wrong person!"
Wan Sanqian pointed at Shen Wanquan with two fingers together, wearing an expression of bitter disappointment.
"You unfilial descendant! To plot against your ancestor, you'd spout any kind of nonsense!"
Wan Sanqian looked honest and simple, but as the master of a faction at the level of the Five Domains and Eight Pillars, how could he be a pushover?
His logic was very simple.
If the Shen family's ancestor won, then he helped the right side today. Setting aside the promise of a portion of the Star Domain, the ancestor would at least give some rewards.
If the Shen family won, he would just say afterward that he was momentarily confused and helped the wrong person. It was you guys who told me that kid was your ancestor, not me, right?
The Myriad Law Sect, the Myriad Soul Banner, and the Jiuzhou Cauldron kept the Shen family experts too busy to intervene.
Taking advantage of this brief opportunity, holding the Myriad Soul Banner, you entered the inner miniature world of the Jiuzhou Cauldron, and then had Da Chun remotely control the Jiuzhou Cauldron to fly toward the lower part of the Star Domain.
"Da Chun! Fly faster!"
"Brother Yi! It's already at its fastest!"
The current flying speed of the Jiuzhou Cauldron was much faster than when it was in the surface space.
After all, there was no gravity in the Star Domain.
However, once the Shen family experts freed up their hands, it was still easily caught up to.
"Damn it!"
Through the external vision of the cauldron in Da Chun's hands, you saw that the Jiuzhou Cauldron had already been tightly surrounded by a group of old men from the Shen Family's Elder Council.
In the distance, the demon souls released by the Myriad Soul Banner were being obliterated into ash by Shen Yue alone; they were truly too fragile to withstand a single blow.
The group from the Myriad Law Sect, however, unexpectedly stalled quite a few people.
The Shen family could be considered the number one faction in the Human Realm, so they had a heavy burden of maintaining their image.
The higher-ups of the Myriad Law Sect had brought their elite disciples as guests; beating them to death here would be quite inappropriate.
When facing the martial artists of the Myriad Law Sect, the Shen family experts showed great restraint in their attacks and continuously tried to explain to Wan Sanqian what was really going on.
But because the matter of body-snatching couldn't be spoken of, their explanations were quite unconvincing.
Wan Sanqian, being a shrewd old fox, pretended not to understand, claiming that their fabricated stories were too ridiculous, while his attacks remained neither too heavy nor too light.
Would you say he didn't help? He definitely helped.
Would you say he really helped? He was just going through the motions without exerting real effort.
"Brother Yi, we can't escape..."
"No worries, watch me give these elders a surprise!"
You poked your head out of the Jiuzhou Cauldron.
Shen Wanquan let out a cold snort.
"Shen Yi! I felt something was wrong the moment you came out. You really aren't the Ancestor!"
You spat at Shen Wanquan.
"Bah! What happened to the promised great fortune? Giving me heaven-defying cultivation, but swapping out my brain, is that it?"
"This is your fate as a descendant of the Shen family! Accepting the family's arrangements is a will carved into the bones of every Shen family member!"
"Audacious! A mere elder dares to speak to this Ancestor like this!"
"Still pretending! Although I don't know how you evaded the Many Stars Holding the Moon Technique, don't even think about leaving today! Take him down along with the Jiuzhou Cauldron!"
"Let's see who dares to come over!"
As you spoke, you shook the Myriad Soul Banner and released the Shen family's ancestor!
Seeing Shen Yang's soul floating above the Jiuzhou Cauldron, Shen Wanquan quickly changed his tune.
"Stop! Do not harm the Ancestor!"
Facing the soul of their ancestor, how could the group of elders dare to make a move?
Saying "harm the Ancestor" was just a dignified way of putting it.
The main reason was that they were afraid of being wiped out by the Ancestor in retaliation.
Shen Wanquan bowed and cupped his fists.
"Ancestor, have you reached some sort of agreement with this Shen Yi? Why does he still retain his own consciousness?"
The Shen family's ancestor spoke.
"Star... Cloud... Rift!!"
The expressions of the elders looked as if they had been struck by lightning.
"Quick, dodge!!"
Shen Yue was rushing over from a distance. Seeing the Ancestor open with his ultimate move, he shouted loudly.
The Shen family's ancestor smashed a fist into the void!
The space of the Star Domain shattered inch by inch, resembling abysses that caused everything nearby to uncontrollably slide into them.
From the fractured space, streaks of purple lightning ruthlessly wreaked havoc.
The elders of the Shen family used all their skills to protect themselves.
They were capable of self-preservation because this Shen family ancestor was a weakened version.
But being busy protecting themselves meant they had no time to block you.
You slipped away piloting the Jiuzhou Cauldron.
As you left, you conveniently recalled the soul of the Shen family's ancestor back into the banner.
Shen Yue was furious.
"Take back the Ancestor!!"
A red talisman appeared in Shen Yue's hand, which he crushed in anger.
[In an instant, a faint crimson halo washed over the entire star field, as if an air-raid siren had just been triggered!]
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!
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.”
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
