[When Fulai and his tomb-raiding companions failed to break through in one strike, they not only showed no sign of suspicion but became even more excited.]
[From their inner thoughts, you could tell that they believed a tomb with such sturdy defenses must contain treasures beyond their wildest imagination.]
[Brute force had failed, but these men still possessed spirit treasures and divine arts.]
[The divine arts they cultivated were basically all related to tomb raiding.]
[As Fulai and the others continued working, they also warned the cultivators on the mountain.]
["Everyone, if you have nothing to do here, you'd better leave as soon as possible. Once this ancient tomb is opened, I can't guarantee what dangers might emerge. Besides, even if you stay, don't expect to get a share of the treasures just because you happened to be here!"]
[Ji Wuqing gripped the sword in her hand and was about to step forward and stop them.]
["These bastards! They're even looting the tomb of our human race's Heavenly Emperor. What unfilial descendants!"]
[Ji Baiming grabbed Ji Wuqing.]
["Wait. They don't seem capable of shaking the Imperial Tomb. There's no harm in stopping them after they actually damage it. We're all wanted criminals, so let's avoid making unnecessary trouble."]
[You nodded at Ji Wuqing, warning her not to act rashly.]
[The group fiddled around for quite some time, but they never figured out what to do. Apart from prying loose a few stones, they had accomplished nothing.]
[Just as they were about to take things further, a group of residents from Shoumu Village climbed up the mountain.]
["Stop! You may not act recklessly upon the Imperial Tomb!"]
["These people are tomb raiders! They want to dig up the Imperial Tomb!"]
["Damn them! They'd even dig up their own ancestors' graves. Have they no conscience?"]
[The people of Shoumu Village were furious.]
[Armed with hoes, kitchen knives, spatulas, and other household tools, they surrounded the tomb raiders.]
[Fulai and the others stopped what they were doing. With a sneer, Fulai pointed at the group of mortals.]
["In consideration of the fact that your ancestral soup tastes pretty good, I'll give you a chance to get lost. Keep shouting, and I'll use you to fill the tomb!"]
[Fulai released a trace of his early Tongtian-realm aura. The mortals' legs began trembling on the spot, and they nearly all fell to their knees.]
[To everyone's surprise, the residents of Shoumu Village did not retreat in fear. Instead, they continued pressing forward, step by step.]
["Our ancestors left us an order! Protect the Imperial Tomb!"]
["If you want to dig up the Imperial Tomb, kill us first!"]
["Tomb-raiding scum! May your bloodline end with you!"]
[Hearing their curses, Fulai flew into a rage.]
["A bunch of mortals who don't know their place. I'll send you to meet your ancestors right now!"]
[Fulai raised the spirit treasure in his hand, which looked remarkably like a Luoyang shovel, and was about to sweep it toward the surrounding villagers.]
[At that moment, a powerful hand seized his Luoyang shovel, holding it firmly and preventing it from moving.]
[Fulai turned to glare furiously at you, who had suddenly appeared beside him.]
["Kid, mind your own business! You're only at the mid-stage of the Severed Earth realm. I could crush you with one hand!"]
["What if I insist on interfering?"]
["Then you're looking for death!"]
[The Luoyang shovel gleamed with murderous light. Blades burst from it in all directions, slicing you until your entire body was drenched in blood.]
[The residents of Shoumu Village cried out in alarm.]
["Hero, watch out!"]
[They were not worried about themselves. They were worried about you.]
[But clearly, their concern was unnecessary.]
[The wounds on your body quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.]
[Fulai froze for a moment before confidently constructing an explanation in his mind.]
[His inner thoughts: This kid has probably comprehended a divine ability that allows him to heal himself, something like “Head Renewal.” Hmph. I'll use “Calamity Dispelling” to neutralize his ability to regenerate.]
[You smiled at him.]
["Planning to use ‘Calamity Dispelling’?"]
[Fulai froze again.]
["Y-You know that?"]
["Everyone knows now."]
[You had just broadcast his inner thoughts to everyone.]
[The broadcast was still going.]
[Fulai's inner thoughts: What?! How can everyone outside hear what I'm thinking?! Damn it! I've been raiding tombs for hundreds of years and never encountered a ghost, and today I meet one! What kind of divine ability is this? How come I've never heard of it?!]
[His inner thoughts were broadcast to the entire crowd, drawing bursts of laughter.]
["Now it's my turn to attack."]
[While Fulai was distracted, you used “War Illusion God” to lock onto his weakness and struck him with a Lightspeed Punch.]
[Fulai was sent flying. His torso was blown clean through from front to back, and a cloud of blood mist filled the air.]
[The Luoyang shovel fell from his hand.]
["Collect!"]
[You immediately opened your Pot-Heaven space, pulling in both the spirit treasure and the storage pouch Fulai carried.]
[A storage pouch could not contain another storage pouch, but Pot-Heaven was a divine ability. The storage space it created could hold storage-type artifacts.]
[After dealing with Fulai, you glanced at the other tomb raiders and aimed the open Pot-Heaven space at them.]
["Are you coming in yourselves, or do I have to do it?"]
[Those men had just witnessed their boss, Fulai—a cultivator of the Tongtian realm—being taken down by you in a single exchange.]
[What else could they say? They immediately handed over all their possessions.]
["Great hero, spare us! Great hero, spare us!"]
["Please forgive me this once, sir! It's my first time out raiding a tomb!"]
["Yes, yes, it's really our first time!"]
[As they handed over their belongings, you slapped each of them once.]
["Go apologize to the villagers!"]
[The tomb raiders hurried over to the residents of Shoumu Village. They clasped their hands, bowed with their ears lowered, and apologized repeatedly.]
["Not sincere enough!"]
[Before you had even finished speaking, they all dropped to their knees and began smashing their heads against the ground. The impact shattered a large section of the earth.]
[You had no desire to commit any more slaughter, so you let them leave.]
[Ji Wuqing walked over to you, looking rather displeased.]
["You told me not to act rashly, but in the end, you stole all the glory for yourself. What are you now, some great hero?"]
[You smiled.]
["Who told you to be so slow?"]
["Still, that Fulai was far too weak. He was a Tongtian-realm cultivator, after all. I thought he'd at least be able to exchange a few blows with you."]
["Everything he knew was meant for robbing tombs. Different professions have different specialties. Unfortunately for him, none of his specialties were useful against me."]
[The residents of Shoumu Village came over to express their gratitude.]
["Your village is actually called ‘Tomb-Guarding Village,’ isn't it?"]
[A middle-aged man nodded.]
["The Immortal's discerning eyes are correct. That is indeed the case. Our ancestors did not want the alien races to take notice of this place, so they changed the name to a homophone."]
["Then a Heavenly Emperor really is buried here?"]
["We have no way of verifying the details anymore. We merely follow our ancestral instructions to guard this place and prevent outsiders from damaging it."]
["But with your strength..."]
["We are ashamed to say that, under the oppression of the alien races, our descendants lost even the qualifications to cultivate long ago. But we still dare not forget our ancestral instructions. The majesty of the Imperial Tomb must never be violated!"]
[The people of Shoumu Village told you that, in a few days, their village would hold its once-in-a-century “Funeral Procession” ceremony. If you were interested, you could stay and watch.]
[You and Ji Baiming were indeed uninterested, but Ji Wuqing strongly insisted on staying.]
Seeing her hopping around among the residents, eagerly asking what the ceremony was for, you and Ji Baiming had no choice but to agree to stay here for a few more days.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
