Su Yu finished showering and walked out of the bathroom.
He changed into a clean set of casual clothes, then went over to the desk, pulled out the chair, and sat down.
There were still several hours before Huo Zhenshan sent a fighter jet to pick him up.
Su Yu turned on the computer on the desk.
He suddenly remembered the online course he had previously sent to Nie Changkong.
“I wonder how well it’s selling.”
Su Yu opened Jingwu’s internal teaching network before switching to the nationwide Martial Arts Public Course platform.
He logged into the exclusive backend.
The webpage loaded for a second.
Then—
A long string of numbers suddenly leaped into Su Yu’s view.
[Total views: 2.14 billion]
[Current active paid subscriptions: 103,542,108 (continuously increasing ↑)]
The hand holding Su Yu’s mouse paused slightly.
A flicker of astonishment flashed through his deep eyes.
One hundred million?
He counted the long string of digits several times, confirming that he hadn’t seen it wrong.
Each online course was priced at one hundred thousand Dragon Coins.
One hundred million subscriptions.
That meant total sales of ten trillion Dragon Coins!
Even after deducting personal income tax, the net profit that actually ended up in his personal account still amounted to six trillion Dragon Coins!
Adding the three trillion Dragon Coins in reserve funds remaining in his storage ring, his total assets had unknowingly reached nine trillion!
“An online course…”
Leaning back in his chair, Su Yu stared at the numbers on the screen.
“Can this really be that profitable?”
He had slaughtered his way through the Abyssal Order’s strongholds in the darknet, killed three Demon Saints and three Red-Robed Archbishops, and looted the darknet’s treasury in the process. Even then, he had only obtained twelve trillion.
Yet after casually recording five online lessons and sleeping for a night, he had earned six trillion?
The speed at which the money came in was simply more outrageous than robbery.
But after thinking it over, Su Yu felt relieved.
Great Xia was a nation that revered martial arts, and every citizen was a soldier.
Martial artists stuck at bottlenecks and unable to advance were as numerous as fish crossing a river.
For those martial artists trapped in the Manifestation and Illumination realms, an unparalleled online course on spear intent that pointed directly toward the Soul-Forging realm was priceless.
Besides, one hundred thousand Dragon Coins was not considered expensive for a martial artist.
Compared with Great Xia’s enormous population, sales of one hundred million copies could even be considered low.
“Since it’s making this much money…”
And he had just comprehended Air-Chiming Spear Intent.
He might as well strike while the iron was hot.
Su Yu stood up and walked to the center of the training room.
He opened his phone and pointed the camera at himself.
“Hello, everyone. I’m Su Yuan—and also Su Yu.”
With his current strength, there was no need to pretend anymore.
He was coming clean.
“The first five lessons covered Soul Forging.”
“Today, we’ll discuss something deeper.”
“Air-Chiming.”
As soon as his voice fell, Su Yu’s right hand curled into a fist.
The tangible Annihilation Spear Intent instantly condensed into a dark-red spear in his palm.
Holding the long spear, he slowly rotated his wrist.
He did not use any qi and blood.
Nor did he unleash the terrifying might capable of destroying heaven and earth.
He merely displayed the Air-Chiming Spear Intent, which he had just deduced to perfection, in a restrained and unhurried manner, gradually peeling it apart from the tip of the spear like unraveling silk from a cocoon.
Hum—
Before the camera, as the long spear slowly thrust forward, the spiritual energy in the surrounding air seemed to receive some supreme summons.
It began resonating with the spear tip at an exceedingly profound frequency.
There was no destructive force.
Yet the supreme Dao resonance of heaven and earth responding in harmony, of words becoming law, was captured in its entirety through the cold lens.
Recording.
Explaining.
Breaking it down.
Su Yu explained everything in meticulous detail.
Although he knew that, across the entire Great Xia, fewer than five people could probably understand this lesson, that did nothing to diminish its value.
It was a lesson taught from a commanding height.
For martial artists stuck at the Transformation Realm—or even the Illuminating Realm—merely observing this kind of law resonance that reached directly toward the origin of heaven and earth would be enough to help them break through the barriers of their established understanding and subtly raise the upper limit of their martial paths.
This was no longer a simple lesson in techniques.
It was pointing the high-end combat forces of the entire Great Xia toward an entirely new road to the heavens.
Half an hour later.
The recording was complete.
Su Yu packaged and encrypted the video, then sent it directly to Nie Changkong.
Afterward, he shut down the computer and stretched lazily.
With ninety trillion in hand, he felt exceptionally confident.
Once he returned from the money-printing facility and gathered a little more, he would be able to embark on another round of epic spending.
At the same time.
The Abyssal Plane.
Endless darkness and deathly silence enveloped this vast land.
The sky was forever a dark crimson, like congealed blood.
The air was thick with the pungent stench of sulfur and an overwhelming aura of despair.
Deep within the Abyss.
The Black Heaven Demon Palace.
This magnificent palace, built entirely from countless colossal bones, was now shrouded in an unprecedented atmosphere of oppression and panic.
Deep within the palace.
The three Demon Emperors had gathered.
Black Heaven Demon Emperor sat upon a White Bone Throne.
His enormous, mountain-like body was slightly hunched at this moment.
His right hand hung at his side.
The wound in his palm—the one Su Yuan had cut open from across the void—had already healed long ago.
Yet upon the newly grown flesh, a gray-black scar had been left behind permanently.
The scar was like a sword of Damocles suspended above his head, constantly reminding him of that terrifying existence.
Beneath the throne, Blood Prison Demon Emperor and Bone-Refining Demon Emperor stood on either side.
Their expressions were equally grim.
“Have you found out?”
Black Heaven Demon Emperor’s hoarse voice echoed through the empty palace, carrying an unmistakable trace of agitation.
“That Su Yuan… what exactly is his background?!”
Blood Prison Demon Emperor stepped forward.
A phantom sea of blood roiled around him as he spoke heavily.
“The cult’s agents on the other side were almost wiped out completely.”
“They only managed to send back a few scattered fragments of information.”
“Last night, in the Dark Web Dungeon.”
“That human called Su Yuan.”
“With a single spear thrust.”
Blood Prison Demon Emperor paused, as though even he found what he was about to say absurd.
“He used only one spear thrust.”
“And wiped out four of the six forces we sent there—three Demon Saints and three red-robed archbishops.”
Silence.
The palace fell into deathly silence.
The bone spikes covering Bone-Refining Demon Emperor’s body scraped against one another uneasily.
“One spear thrust…”
“Four Saint-level combatants killed instantly…”
The blue flames burning within Bone-Refining Demon Emperor’s eye sockets flickered violently.
“He’s definitely Emperor-level!”
“And a peak existence even among Emperor-level experts!”
“When did the human race produce such a monster?!”
Black Heaven Demon Emperor stared at the indelible scar on his palm.
A deep fear flashed through his eyes.
“Not just that.”
Black Heaven Demon Emperor gritted his teeth, forcing the words out from between them.
“You don’t understand how terrifying that spear thrust was.”
“Across tens of millions of kilometers of spatial barriers, it followed an extremely faint trace of my origin and surged upstream.”
“Even after its power had been weakened by most of its strength…”
“It can still break through my defenses and injure my true body.”
Black Heaven Demon Emperor suddenly raised his head, his blood-red eyes filled with terror.
“If he had been standing right in front of me at the time…”
“That shot would have pierced straight through my demon core!”
The moment those words were spoken, the two Demon Emperors, Blood Prison and Boneforging, shuddered violently.
They felt as though they had fallen into an icy abyss!
Black Heaven was the strongest of the three, with his vital energy nearing two hundred billion!
If even he admitted that he would have been killed instantly, then if the two of them faced Su Yuan, wouldn’t they be less than ants?!
“That’s impossible!”
Blood Prison Demon Emperor roared in disbelief.
“Qin Fuhai and Chu Zhan, those two old fools, only have a little over a hundred billion in vital energy!”
“Human bodies are inherently frail. At the same level, they’re no match for us at all!”
“How could this Su Yuan possibly possess such terrifying combat power?!”
“How?”
Black Heaven Demon Emperor cut off Blood Prison’s roar, his voice filled with deep helplessness and dread.
“Because of his rate of growth!”
“Have you forgotten what happened a few days ago?”
“Outside the human capital of Kyoto!”
“That Su Yuan had clearly only revealed cultivation at the Martial Spirit level!”
“Although his combat power was astonishing, he had merely managed to kill a Demon Saint with great difficulty!”
Black Heaven Demon Emperor’s voice grew louder and louder, until it nearly became a cry of despair.
“But what about now?!”
“How many days have passed?!”
“And he can already kill four Saint-level beings with a single shot, while injuring my true body from across the void!”
“Such growth!”
“Such an outrageously monstrous talent!”
“If he’s given a few more months, will he be able to charge straight into the Abyss and trample the three of us like insects?!”
Panic.
Like a plague, it spread wildly through the hearts of the three Demon Emperors.
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agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
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.
