Vrrr——!
Suddenly, the special communicator on his wrist—the device representing the highest level of classified security in the Great Xia Kingdom—began vibrating violently.
Two deep-blue holographic projections suddenly appeared before Huo Zhenshan.
The Overturning-Seas Martial Emperor, Qin Fuhai.
The Space-Rending Martial Emperor, Chu Zhan.
The two human pillars of strength who guarded the northern border and had just forced back the three Demon Emperors.
At this moment, both men wore unusually grave expressions, with a trace of undisguised astonishment in their eyes.
“Old Huo!”
Chu Zhan’s temper was as explosive as ever. The moment he opened his mouth, he went straight to the point.
“What the hell happened in the capital?!”
“That old bastard Black Heaven said he had sent a fragment of his origin through the Dark Web and was going to wipe you all out!”
“But just now, at the border, that old bastard’s palm was inexplicably sliced open by a spear ray that descended from the heavens!”
“It scared the three Demon Emperors so badly that they didn’t even dare utter a fart. They ran straight back into the Abyss!”
Qin Fuhai immediately pressed him for answers, his gaze sharp.
“You’re still alive? Who made that attack?”
“Does our Great Xia Kingdom actually have another peerless Martial Emperor hidden away?!”
Faced with the barrage of questions from the two Martial Emperors, Huo Zhenshan felt his mind buzz. His entire body went numb, and his scalp instantly prickled.
He had injured a Demon Emperor?!
He had thought that Su Yu’s spear strike had merely shattered the phantom palm that the Black Heaven Demon Emperor had forcibly projected into this world.
Who could have imagined that the lingering power of that single strike had actually traveled along the origin passageway, crossed endless void, and pierced the Demon Emperor’s true body hard enough to draw blood?
It had even frightened the three Demon Emperors into fleeing straight back to the Abyss without daring to utter a single word.
He had thought that Su Yu’s ability to kill the Four Saints with one strike—putting his combat strength on par with a peak Martial Sovereign or even a Martial Emperor—was already the limit of human understanding.
But now, it seemed he had still been thinking far too small.
This wasn’t someone merely comparable to a Martial Emperor.
This was a monster who had surpassed the Martial Emperor realm!
The corners of Huo Zhenshan’s mouth twitched violently several times.
He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the storm raging in his heart.
Then he waved his hand, signaling the surrounding military doctors and guards to withdraw, and solemnly activated a soundproofing formation.
After that, he looked at the two lofty Martial Emperors and took another deep breath.
“I’m alive.”
“Someone saved me.”
“The one who made the attack wasn’t some hidden peerless Martial Emperor.”
Huo Zhenshan paused, his tone becoming incomparably complicated.
“It was Su Yuan.”
The moment those words left his mouth, the two Martial Emperors on the other end of the communicator froze simultaneously.
“Su Yuan?”
Chu Zhan frowned as he quickly searched his memory for the name.
“You mean the peerless genius Nie Changkong reported a few days ago—the one who fought to the death and killed a severely wounded Demon Saint in the outskirts?”
“Wasn’t he only at the peak of the Martial Spirit realm?!”
Qin Fuhai found the whole thing absurd as well.
“Old Huo, did you hit your head?”
“A Martial Spirit sliced open the Black Heaven Demon Emperor’s palm from tens of thousands of kilometers away?”
“Do you think we’re listening to some mythological tale?!”
Faced with their disbelief, Huo Zhenshan immediately exploded.
“Damn it!”
“You think I want to believe it?!”
“I watched it with my own eyes! One strike! Just one damn ordinary-looking strike!”
“It blew up two full-strength Red-robed Grand Archbishops and two Abyssal Demon Saints as easily as poking balloons!”
“Not even a scrap was left!”
“Then he followed up with another strike and directly split apart the palm the Demon Emperor had sent down!”
The more Huo Zhenshan spoke, the more agitated he became. The movement tugged at his wounds, making him grimace in pain.
“A Martial Spirit?!”
“What Martial Spirit can do something like that?!”
“Tell me he’s a Martial Emperor right now, and I’d believe it without hesitation!”
Silence.
A deathly silence.
The expressions of Qin Fuhai and Chu Zhan within the two holographic projections had completely frozen.
One strike to annihilate four Saints?
A blow from across the void that forced back the Black Heaven Demon Emperor?
Even if the two veteran Martial Emperors joined forces, they absolutely could not have accomplished such a feat with such effortless ease.
“This… How is this possible…”
Chu Zhan swallowed, his voice trembling.
“Who exactly is he?”
Seeing the two Martial Emperors’ entire worldview collapse, Huo Zhenshan felt inexplicably comforted.
He couldn’t be the only one suffering this kind of shock.
“You can’t handle even that?”
Huo Zhenshan let out a cold laugh and dropped the ultimate bombshell—one powerful enough to trigger a magnitude-ten earthquake.
“The real shock is still coming.”
“This Su Yuan isn’t some reclusive expert at all.”
“He said his true identity is that of a first-year student newly admitted to Jingwu this year!”
“Eighteen years old.”
“Su Yu!”
Boom!!!
Those words were like a nuclear bomb detonating inside the minds of the two Martial Emperors.
Qin Fuhai staggered backward, knocking over the tactical sand table behind him.
Chu Zhan’s eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets, and his jaw almost hit his feet.
“Eighteen… eighteen years old?!”
“A first-year student?!”
The two Martial Emperors felt the world spinning around them.
An eighteen-year-old with terrifying combat strength capable of instantly killing four Saints and forcing back a Demon Emperor?
This was no longer a matter of breaking common sense.
This was someone taking the iron laws of martial cultivation and grinding them into the dirt!
It took a full three minutes before the two Martial Emperors could barely recover their voices from the extreme shock.
“Old Huo…”
Chu Zhan swallowed with difficulty, his voice drifting unsteadily. “Are you damn sure you’re not joking? Eighteen years old? A first-year student?! How is that possible?!”
Qin Fuhai’s brows were tightly furrowed, his face filled with disbelief.
“Could he be some ancient monster from a hidden sect who rejuvenated himself? Or perhaps he used some highly advanced illusion technique?”
“I don’t believe it either!”
Huo Zhenshan rolled his eyes irritably and slapped his thigh in frustration.
“But that brat admitted it to my face!”
“He even removed his disguise right in front of me and showed me his true appearance.”
“The vitality of his life origin was absolutely no more than twenty years old!”
Huo Zhenshan gritted his teeth and added, “Besides, he said he was a new student at Jingwu and that his name was Su Yu. That’s the kind of lie the military could expose just by checking the university records. Did he really have any reason to make it up just to amuse an old man like me?!”
At that, the two Martial Emperors within the holographic projections fell silent once again.
Indeed.
At the level of someone capable of forcing back a Demon Emperor, was there any need to tell a lie that could be exposed with a single check?
In other words… this was most likely true?!
Once this unbelievable fact finally took root in their minds, what followed was unprecedented joy.
Incredible, overwhelming joy!
“Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!”
Chu Zhan’s face flushed red with excitement as he threw his head back and laughed. His laughter scattered the leaden clouds over the border.
“Eighteen years old, with Martial Emperor-level combat strength!”
“The heavens are blessing Great Xia!”
Qin Fuhai clenched both fists as well, a dazzling light flashing in his eyes.
“Our human race has gained another pillar of strength!”
“And he’s so young!”
“Give him enough time, and counterattacking the Abyss and wiping out those vermin completely will be just a matter of time!”
“Old Huo! Seal off the information! Under no circumstances can the Abyss learn Su Yu’s true identity!”
Huo Zhenshan nodded, cut off the communication, and slowly exhaled a long breath of stale air.
Tonight, a great many people were destined to lose sleep.
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+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
