Outside the Trial Ground, upon seeing Qin Hao pull out the Time God Blade, Ao Bing trembled all over. He turned to Qin Wuya in astonishment, his voice shaking:
Is that a Supreme Dao Weapon?! Damn, your Qin family hides its strength well! You actually have two Supreme Dao Weapons, and you are quite generous to this kid. He is only at the peak of the Body Integration Realm, yet you are willing to give him a Supreme Dao Weapon for protection.
Qin Wuya also looked surprised at this moment. He looked down at the Nine Tribulations Sword equipped at his waist, suddenly feeling that a Supreme Dao Weapon was not all that rare after all. Where did this brat get another Supreme Dao Weapon from?
Qin Wuya shook his head helplessly: How could I have given him this Supreme Dao Weapon? Even my own Supreme Dao Weapon was rented from him.
What!!! You are saying both Supreme Dao Weapons belong to that kid? Where did he get them?
Qin Wuya shrugged: I told you, this kid's fortune is beyond your and my comprehension.
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Inside the Trial Ground, relying on the pressure of the Time God Blade, Qin Hao successfully broke through the pressure of the Primordial Dragon Emperor, forming a vacuum zone around himself.
Although it consumed a massive amount of spiritual energy, that desolate, domineering, and arrogant blade intent made even the pressure of the Primordial Dragon Emperor retreat.
Do not just stand there. Activating this blade consumes an immense amount of spiritual energy. Hurry up and follow me, I will take you to the deepest part of the Trial Ground.
Hearing this, Ji Ruxue quickly got up from the ground and hurried to Qin Hao's side.
Ao Yuhan knelt on the ground. Those once arrogant and condescending eyes were now fixed on the blade in Qin Hao's hand, filled with disbelief and an indescribable, complex emotion.
The aura emanating from this blade was older, deeper, and more soul-trembling than any power he had ever felt. Even the pressure of his royal father was far inferior to this blade.
Seeing Ao Yuhan standing frozen in place, Qin Hao could not help but urge:
Hey, are you deaf? I told you to follow! What? Do you think you can resist this dragon might all by yourself?
I do not have time to wait for you. You can stay here alone.
After saying that, Qin Hao led Ji Ruxue away. Seeing this, Ao Yuhan quickly got up: Wait a minute!
Ao Yuhan did not quite dare to look Qin Hao in the eye, simply lowering his head and silently following behind Qin Hao. His mood was very complicated. He had previously been entirely focused on dealing with Qin Hao, yet he never expected that at this moment, Qin Hao would actually be willing to offer him protection.
An unprecedented sense of guilt enveloped his entire being: This Qin Hao actually is not that annoying after all.
Qin Hao led the two further into the Trial Ground. With the Time God Blade present, the dragon might had no effect on them. The three advanced a distance of a hundred feet. Soon, a sense of crisis surging from all directions enveloped Qin Hao.
Qin Hao paused his steps, activated his Heavy Pupils, and his eyes scanned the surrounding darkness like two radars.
Careful!
Qin Hao warned. Just as his voice fell, the darkness split open. From the fissure, a strange beast that looked like a wolf jumped out, but its size was more than ten times larger than an ordinary wolf.
The wolf-like beast's eyes were blood-red, without pupils, only two clusters of burning blood flames. It had three rows of teeth in its mouth, each as sharp as a dagger.
This strange beast did not hesitate upon appearing, pouncing directly at Qin Hao. Qin Hao gave it no chance; the Time God Blade drew an arc in the air, effortlessly slicing it in half as if cutting tofu.
That is it? Qin Hao curled his lip. Before he could finish his words, the bisected corpse of the strange beast actually stood back up, and each half rapidly grew into a brand new beast.
After recovering, the beasts charged at Qin Hao again. Qin Hao swung the Time God Blade, once again slaying the beasts under his blade.
Do not tell me two will turn into four!
Before Qin Hao's words faded, the two fallen beasts indeed turned into four and attacked Qin Hao.
Although they were quickly dispatched, four became eight. Qin Hao was speechless. How was he supposed to fight this!
This blade in my hand is the Time God Blade, capable of extracting the enemy's life force while fighting. Why? Why is there no reaction at all when I cut this beast? Is this not a living creature? Then what the hell is this?
In a short while, the number of these strange beasts had multiplied to over ten thousand. Facing such a massive number of beasts, Qin Hao could no longer take care of Ji Ruxue and Ao Yuhan behind him.
Without Qin Hao's protection, the two finally realized that the strange beasts Qin Hao was casually slaughtering with a single slash each actually possessed the strength of the Body Integration Realm. The two of them were barely managing to deal with three or four beasts each, and soon, they sustained injuries.
Qin Hao noticed their injuries and could not help but curl his lip: Aren't you guys a bit too weak? Just a few slipped past and you cannot hold on?
Ji Ruxue and Ao Yuhan looked at each other speechlessly. Are we weak? Are you sure it is not just you being too strong? Each of these strange beasts has the strength of the Body Integration Realm, equivalent to ours. Only a monster like you can chop them down like tofu.
Damn it! Even if I do not kill them, they still multiply when the time is up? How the hell am I supposed to fight this!
Qin Hao had originally thought that if he did not kill them and merely fended them off, he could grope his way forward while defending. Unexpectedly, these strange beasts would automatically multiply once their time was up, without Qin Hao even needing to strike.
There is no other way. I will help you two block these strange beasts, and you two retreat first! These beasts are endless and still increasing. If this drags on, even I will not be able to go deep into the Trial Ground.
I will buy you time to escape. You two run out. Once you leave, I will not have any worries from behind and can ignore these beasts to rush into the depths and obtain the essence blood.
Hearing this, Ji Ruxue objected: No, we should face this together.
Ao Yuhan also nodded: That is right, although my strength is inferior to yours, I can still help you a bit. Besides, without that blade in your hand, we absolutely cannot resist the dragon might of the Primordial Dragon Emperor. We would not even be able to move.
Qin Hao shook his head helplessly: Help me? You will only hold me back here! Cannot move? That is easy to solve. Take this blade. Just inject spiritual energy into it to activate the blade intent. Although it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, it should not be a problem to last until you walk out of the Trial Ground.
Saying so, Qin Hao handed the Time God Blade to Ji Ruxue, while he himself summoned a pile of Extreme Dao Emperor Weapons from his system space.
I am not leaving. If I take your blade, what will you do? With the blade, you still have a chance. If you give it to me, what will you use to resist the dragon might? If we leave, we leave together! This is simply not a trial that our cultivation realm can pass.
Qin Hao shook his Soul Devouring Banner, its baleful aura knocking back a group of beasts. He freed a hand to rub Ji Ruxue's small head:
Listen to me! Hurry up and leave. As for me, I promised to give you the dragon emperor's essence blood. How can I leave before I have done that?
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
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?!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.”
