"Bang!!"
The grave of Old Liu's biological father exploded. Clusters of black mist formed the shape of auspicious clouds and billowed up from the tomb.
Old Liu was stunned. He slumped to the ground on his backside, muttering to himself.
"The... the... the ancestral grave is smoking?!"
However, what flew out of the tomb was not his old man, but a white pennant propped up by a bamboo pole.
Old Liu's face was full of question marks.
What was even more bizarre was that this white pennant actually spoke!
"Oh, sorrowful Liu Gousheng, son of Liu Laojiu, do you desire power?"
Old Liu's brain almost crashed at this moment.
He didn't snap out of it until the white pennant asked him again.
A look of joy gradually welled up in his eyes.
That's right, this was the legendary fateful encounter!
To think that at my age, I, Old Liu, would still have such good fortune??
The heavens want me to prosper!
"Yes! I want power! I want to shatter the injustice and darkness of this world! I want to make everyone who bullied me tremble in fear!!"
"Oh, my friend, you are a true warrior! Then come! Grasp this power from the abyss and nightmares. Although this might cost you a tiny price, what does that matter?"
Reaching his twilight years, Old Liu suddenly got the script of a hot-blooded youth, and his long-dead heart began to beat wildly again.
However, just as his rough, aged hand reached toward the white pennant, another strong and vigorous young hand grabbed Old Liu's hand, extinguishing his hot-blooded script.
"Friend, this fortune is too great. You won't be able to handle it."
Old Liu turned his head to look at you.
"Who are you? Stop being a busybody and screw off!!"
The simplicity in Old Liu's eyes was gone, replaced by a layer of madness.
The beguiling power of the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant was simply too strong.
You knocked Old Liu out with a single punch and then kicked him to the side.
Old Liu was only at the Ninth Stage of Body Refining right now; he was no match for you at the Eighth Layer of Spirit Gathering.
Seeing that Old Liu was useless, the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant spoke to you instead.
"Oh, brave warrior! Do you desire power?"
You felt a wave of discomfort; the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant seemed to be trying to beguile you.
However, your trait Strictest Father of Alien Races included the effect of immunity against alien beguilement.
The Ten Thousand Soul Pennant wasn't human, so it was also an alien race.
Makes perfect sense.
The Ten Thousand Soul Pennant noticed something was wrong. Unlike Old Liu, your eyes didn't reveal an uncontrollable desire.
Then it had to increase the intensity.
"Oh, friend, do you desire to shatter the darkness and injustice of this world? Do you want to make those who bullied you..."
You yanked the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant right out of the tomb.
"So you're the so-called Ten Thousand Soul Pennant, huh?"
You didn't care about any of its nonsense and just started pummeling the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant with your fists.
Trying to beguile me?
Trying to control me?
Trying to use me?
In your dreams!
I'll beat you into submission first, and then you'll obediently serve me!
"Hey? Brave warrior? Good sir? Handsome guy! Why are you taking this so seriously? Want to be friends??"
As you were beating it, a loud snap rang out, and the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant broke!
"Holy crap! What kind of counterfeit, shoddy product is this??"
Although the pennant was broken, the black mist didn't dissipate. A sphere emitting a dark glow flew out of the pennant.
"Bastard! I finally found a clean white pennant! Ugh, where am I going to find such a fitting vessel now!"
"I say... what's the deal with you? Aren't you the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant? Why can you speak? Why don't you have a physical body?"
"Nonsense! I am the artifact spirit of an Immortal Artifact! I can still exist without my main body! It's just that I'll get weaker and weaker, so I need to quickly find a suck... I mean, a fated person to help each other out!"
You looked at it with suspicious eyes.
"Please do not insult my noble artifact integrity with your questioning gaze!"
After some friendly exchange, you gained a basic understanding of the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant's situation.
This guy was indeed just a mass of artifact spirit. Its main body had been lost at some unknown point in time.
Its memory regarding this was blurry because as it grew weaker, it couldn't retain many of its memories.
However, it wasn't surprising at all that this guy had been destroyed. This thing was absolutely an evil object. Whenever righteous cultivators discovered it, they would always try to destroy it.
But this didn't mean the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant was useless.
It could attach itself to any object and continue to function, but since it wasn't its main body, its power would be greatly discounted.
The closer the object it attached to was to the form and quality of its main body, the more power it could exert.
The spiritual artifacts used by martial artists were divided into different qualities, similar to cultivation methods.
They were categorized into Low-tier, Mid-tier, High-tier, Earth-tier, and Heaven-tier. And the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant was an Immortal Artifact, which was even higher than the Heaven-tier!
Right now, it was constantly growing weaker and needed to acknowledge a master as soon as possible, so it could be nourished by its master's body.
"Little brother, you really lucked out today!
Although you destroyed my carefully selected body, you and I are destined!
As long as you let me acknowledge you as my master, I will definitely help you marry a noble lady, become a high-ranking official, and reach the pinnacle of the martial dao in the future!"
"Acknowledging a master is fine, but let's get one thing straight first. You can't cause a backlash against me, like making me lose my lifespan, making me weak, or things like that."
"Nonsense! Where did this rumor come from? How could I, the Ten Thousand Soul Pennant, treat my master like that? If word of this got out, what would other Immortal Artifacts think of me? Do I not need face? Hmm? Answer me!"
You mentioned the situation from Old Liu's previous simulation. Of course, you didn't directly use Old Liu's deeds, but adapted it as a rumor you had heard.
"So you were worried about this.
Although I don't know which of my previous masters you're talking about, one thing is for sure.
He must have been eager to become stronger, so he had me refine a portion of his origin soul, providing him with a massive amount of cultivation in a short period of time.
Although this method offers a rapid boost, it severely reduces one's lifespan and depletes vitality. He wouldn't have lived long."
"Then apart from what you said about refining the origin soul, are there any other ways to help me gain extra cultivation?"
"Simple! Kill people! Go on a massive killing spree!
Right after those fresh lives die and before their souls dissipate, hand those delicious souls over to me! Slurp slurp!
Afterward, I will slowly refine those souls and obtain their soul power. We'll split it thirty-seventy. You increase your cultivation, and I repair my spirit body. We'll become stronger together!"
"It's not really appropriate for me to take seventy percent, is it."
"Hehe, you get thirty, I get seventy."
"Fifty-fifty."
"Thirty-seventy!"
"Fifty-fifty."
"Thirty-seventy!!"
"Thirty-seventy."
"Fifty-fifty!!!"
"Deal."
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"By the way, does killing demons work?"
"Killing demons is too much trouble! Those mortals are as fragile as paper. You are a dignified martial artist, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for you?"
["I will take that as a yes. How about this: from this day forward, you will join me in slaying demons and vanquishing fiends, capturing every malicious ghost and evil spirit across the world!"]
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?!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.”
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!
