On Su Yu’s side.
The northern border.
The ruins of the Abyss-Suppressing Great Wall.
The wind had stopped.
The demonic energy that had filled the sky had long since vanished without a trace.
Qin Fuhai and Chu Zhan, the two Nation-Guarding Martial Emperors, supported each other as they struggled out of the massive crater.
They had survived.
The two men looked at the horrifying wounds covering each other’s bodies, then at the sky, which had returned to its former clarity.
It was simply unbelievable.
They had actually survived?
Faced with an Abyssal Demon God possessing a hundred trillion combat power, they had thought they were certain to die today. They had even believed that the entire Great Xia Kingdom would be buried alongside them.
And yet…
It was over just like that.
The two men’s gazes fell, almost simultaneously, upon the thin figure in casual clothes standing ahead of them with his back to them.
They recalled every scene from moments ago.
He had caught the Demon God’s foot with one hand.
With a single spear thrust, he had erased most of the demon’s body.
And in the end, that cry of “Eight Desolations Annihilation” had directly reduced the three Demon Emperors to cosmic dust along with it.
He was far too powerful.
So powerful that he had completely exceeded the limits of their understanding of martial arts.
Was that the Spear Intent of Qi Resonance?
What realm existed above the Martial Emperor realm?
Qin Fuhai opened and closed his mouth, his throat bobbing with difficulty.
A thousand words surged through his heart.
Yet he could not utter a single one.
In the face of that absolute power, which transcended dimensions, any words of praise seemed pale and powerless.
Chu Zhan took a deep breath and, dragging his gravely injured body, walked behind Su Yu.
Plop.
He dropped to one knee.
“Su Yu.”
“Compared to the grace of saving my life, the word ‘thanks’ is far too light.”
Chu Zhan’s voice was hoarse, but his resolve was as firm as steel.
“From this day forward, my life belongs to you.”
“Just give the word. Whether it’s a mountain of blades or a sea of fire, I won’t even frown!”
Qin Fuhai followed suit and knelt down.
“Great kindness needs no thanks.”
“Once I return, all the industries, secret realms, and resources under my name will immediately be transferred to you.”
“From now on, the Great Xia military will do everything in its power to collect whatever resources you need!”
“We will devote the strength of the entire nation to repaying your kindness!”
Faced with the kneeling of the two Nation-Guarding Martial Emperors, Su Yu turned around.
His expression remained calm as he nodded.
Resources were what concerned him most.
Just then, Huo Zhenshan rubbed his hands and edged over from the side.
His old face was covered in a flattering smile.
“Um…”
“Su Yu.”
Huo Zhenshan coughed twice, seeming somewhat embarrassed.
“Let’s settle the bill.”
“As we agreed earlier, one hundred trillion dragon coins for each Demon Emperor.”
“You just casually killed three Demon Emperors, so that’s three hundred trillion.”
“As for that Demon God…”
Huo Zhenshan swallowed and tentatively named a figure.
“How about ten quadrillion dragon coins for the Demon God?”
“Ten quadrillion plus three hundred trillion makes a total of 10.3 quadrillion.”
“The military definitely won’t shortchange you!”
At this point, Huo Zhenshan’s expression suddenly collapsed, turning bitter.
“But…”
“Could you wait a while?”
“Can we owe you for now?”
Huo Zhenshan pointed toward Great Xia behind him, his face full of helplessness.
“The national treasury is truly stretched thin.”
“Just now, to scrape together that hundred trillion in cash for you, Great Xia’s entire financial system nearly ground to a halt.”
“If we forcibly withdraw another 10.3 quadrillion now…”
“Great Xia’s economy will collapse instantly.”
“When that happens, ordinary citizens won’t even have money to buy rice or flour.”
Listening to Huo Zhenshan’s complaints, Su Yu pondered for a moment.
It was true.
He knew the foundation of Great Xia. Many high-level resources could not be converted into cash immediately.
Su Yu nodded.
“It’s fine.”
“Besides, the Abyssal demons are no longer much of a threat.”
“Take your time gathering it. Just remember to pay me when you have the money.”
Hearing that Su Yu had agreed to give them more time, Huo Zhenshan let out a long sigh of relief.
“Thank you! Thank you for understanding!”
Su Yu waved his hand.
Then he turned around and looked toward the enormous spatial rift ahead.
Behind the rift lay the Abyssal Plane.
“Let’s go.”
“We’ll enter the Abyss and eliminate the threat completely.”
They crossed through the spatial rift.
And entered the Abyssal Plane.
What greeted their eyes was a desolate stretch of dark-red earth.
Su Yu walked at the very front.
Qin Fuhai, Chu Zhan, and Huo Zhenshan followed closely behind him like bodyguards.
With the Demon God and Demon Emperors gone, the outer reaches of the Abyss were as safe to Su Yu as his own backyard.
Occasionally, a few foolish Abyssal Demon Kings would charge at them.
But before they could get within a hundred meters of Su Yu, they were directly torn apart into a skyful of blood mist by the invisible ripples of spear intent.
The purge of the Abyss continued.
After advancing less than a hundred miles, Su Yu suddenly stopped.
His gaze locked onto a sprawling black mountain range ahead.
This was no ordinary mountain.
It was a small primordial magnetic star-crystal vein, completely exposed on the surface!
The dense energy fluctuations caused the surrounding space to warp repeatedly.
Just as Su Yu was studying the vein, the system prompt he had not heard in a long time suddenly rang out in his mind.
Ding.
A high-grade energy vein has been discovered. It can be recycled.
System recycling value: One meteor!
Su Yu froze.
One meteor?
What kind of unit was that?
He immediately questioned the system in his mind.
“How much money is one meteor?”
The system’s emotionless voice rang out.
One meteor is equivalent to ten quadrillion dragon coins.
That was enough to cultivate a hundred drops of source blood in the Simulation Space!
Su Yu’s breathing hitched slightly.
Resources worth a hundred drops of source blood!
Ten quadrillion!
Previously, he had spent one hundred trillion and sat motionless in the Simulation Space for a hundred trillion years before condensing ten drops of source blood.
Now, a mere small-scale mineral vein could be directly exchanged for ten quadrillion in recharge credit!
Su Yu could not help but grow expectant.
Even the smallest mineral vein was worth this much. If he encountered a super-large vein, how much would it be worth?!
Then, Su Yu naturally thought of the system’s new unit of measurement.
It used “meteors” as its unit.
So what came after that?
Planets? Stars?
Or did these values represent meteors within an entire galaxy?
Holy crap.
Was this the Devouring the Stars system?!
Su Yu quietly complained inwardly.
Could this system eventually recycle entire galaxies?
After a moment of silence, Su Yu did not hesitate in the slightest.
“Recharge.”
Ding.
Recharge successful.
Mineral vein recycled.
Current balance increased: One meteor (ten quadrillion dragon coins).
Boom!
The instant the system prompt faded, the enormous mountain range ahead vanished into thin air amid a strange distortion of space!
Not even a scrap remained.
In its place was only a massive trench so deep that its bottom could not be seen.
Looking at the vanished mineral vein, Su Yu did not immediately spend the credit to condense source blood.
“I’ll save it for now.”
Su Yu turned his gaze toward the depths of the Abyss, a burning light flashing in his eyes.
Since he was already here, he might as well sweep through the area again and see whether there were any other high-grade resources.
He planned to save up more first, then spend it all at once in the Simulation Space and make one massive breakthrough!
Meanwhile.
The Great Xia Kingdom.
Before Huo Zhenshan entered the Abyss, he had already sent out the surveillance footage from earlier.
Not only to the supreme commander of the military,
but simultaneously to the presidents of all the top martial arts universities in Great Xia.
The footage clearly captured the two Martial Emperors, Qin Fuhai and Chu Zhan, being utterly suppressed by the Demon God.
It also recorded the astonishing scene of Su Yu sweeping away three Demon Emperors and a Demon God with a single thrust of his spear!
Kyoto Martial Arts University.
The vice president’s office.
Nie Changkong and Zong Yan sat in front of the screen.
They were completely numb by now.
They played the footage over and over again,
watching that slender young man slaughter his way through the battlefield like a god.
Zong Yan buried both hands in his hair, ruffling up what little remained of it.
His eyes were vacant as he muttered nonstop,
“The Abyssal monsters are all gone…”
“The Demon God was killed with a single shot…”
Zong Yan raised his head and stared at Nie Changkong with an expression that suggested his entire worldview had collapsed.
“Old Nie, tell me.”
“Is there still any point in refining a mythic-grade mech?”
“Even if I manage to make one, could it withstand a single shot from him?”
Nie Changkong slumped back in his chair and let out a bitter laugh.
“I don’t know.”
“All I know is that our Kyoto Martial Arts University has managed to enshrine a true Buddha this time.”
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?"
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.”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
