After chatting with Qin Hao, Venerable Tianji disappeared. At the same time, Qin Hao was sent out of that space. Not long after Qin Hao returned, Qin Wuya also came back.
Seeing Qin Wuya's return, the various ancestors of the Qin family hurriedly stepped forward to ask about the situation of his negotiations with the Foreign Realm.
Qin Wuya sneered, "Those people didn't intend to have a proper negotiation at all. They also know there's a conspiracy behind this, but they plan to beat us at our own game. Even knowing they are being used as pawns, they still want to fight us to the bitter end."
"They only agreed to meet and talk this time out of respect for Venerable Tianji. Once they are ready, they will attack again."
Hearing this, the Qin family ancestors couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, are they sick in the head? They are all Immortal Kings and Immortal Emperors, yet they are willing to be manipulated by others?"
Looking at the righteous indignation of the ancestors, scenes from the Immortal Ancient Battlefield couldn't help but surface in Qin Hao's mind. He let out a long, quiet sigh.
"Hatred isn't so easily resolved. We have indeed all been used, but after so many years of war, we and they have long become sworn enemies who won't rest until the other is dead."
Qin Wuya nodded. "That's exactly it. They killed many of our people in the Three Realms and Nine Heavens, and similarly, we killed many of theirs. Unlike our lineages, which suffered a broken gap in inheritance, the current factions in the Foreign Realm are still the direct continuations of the various powers from the Immortal Ancient War era."
"Their hatred for us runs much deeper."
Speaking up to this point, Qin Wuya looked at Qin Hao. "Find a way to locate Miejue. The Foreign Realm has too many Immortal Emperors who have grasped complete Great Daos. If a real fight breaks out, we will be at a disadvantage."
Qin Hao looked helpless. If he could find Ruyan, he would go find her right now. The problem was that he didn't have a single clue.
Qin Hao returned to his own residence. As soon as he arrived, the women in the courtyard swarmed him. To Qin Hao's surprise, Ji Ruxue was also there. When did she arrive?
Qin Hao didn't have time to think too deeply about it and just looked at Li Qingning. "Qingning, you can end the order early on your end. End it now, I need to take on a new task."
Su Qingyue and Jiang Xinyao gritted their teeth. Well then, now he was going out to find other women and wasn't even trying to hide it anymore. Although the two had their grievances, they only muttered in their hearts and didn't speak up to stop him.
The two of them were very clear about the current situation. They also knew that Qin Hao could grow stronger by taking on tasks, so they had no reason to stand in his way.
Li Qingning nodded, immediately pulling out her jade pendant to apply for an early termination of the order, and gave Qin Hao a ten-star rating.
The ten-star rating allowed Qin Hao to obtain the Purple Gold Gourd just as he wished. Regarding this gourd that could forcefully suck someone inside just by calling their name, Qin Hao was full of curiosity. Should he find someone to test it on?
Just as Qin Hao was thinking about testing the gourd's power, Qin Wuya arrived at his residence. Qin Hao's eyes instantly lit up. He had just been wondering how powerful this Purple Gold Gourd was, and now an Immortal Emperor who had grasped a complete Great Dao had delivered himself right to his doorstep.
Without another word, Qin Hao pulled the stopper out of the gourd, aimed it at the newly arrived Qin Wuya, and shouted loudly, "Qin Wuya!"
Qin Wuya was completely stunned. This brat was rebelling against the natural order!
"Hmm?"
Qin Wuya responded, feeling somewhat baffled. In the next second, an irresistible suction force surged from the gourd in Qin Hao's hand, enveloping his entire body. Qin Wuya only felt as if his body had been grabbed by a massive, invisible hand, violently dragging him toward the mouth of the gourd.
His figure shrank rapidly. One second he was a tall, eight-foot man, and the next, he had turned into a palm-sized miniature figure.
"Stop!"
Qin Wuya's voice wasn't loud, but as it fell upon this realm, it sounded like a thunderclap exploding from above the Nine Heavens.
His figure jerked to a halt right in front of the gourd's mouth. The palm-sized little man forcibly suspended himself in mid-air. Golden light erupted from Qin Wuya's body, revealing a supreme, mighty power capable of suppressing an entire realm.
The Purple Gold Gourd trembled violently in Qin Hao's hands, emitting one buzzing hum after another.
Qin Hao's expression changed slightly. He felt as if the gourd in his hand had come alive and was fighting him for control. The laws within the gourd were operating madly, trying to pull Qin Wuya inside. However, Qin Wuya's power was like an indestructible dam; no matter how fiercely the suction surged, he remained completely unmoving.
The two forces were deadlocked at the mouth of the gourd, neither willing to yield, and neither able to overcome the other.
"You little brat! What did you do?! Hurry up and stop before I get angry! Otherwise, you're going to be in for a world of pain."
Qin Hao wore a helpless expression. "Dad, it's not that I don't want to stop, but I can't stop it now. It seems you've roused this gourd's fighting spirit, and it's hell-bent on having a showdown with you."
Qin Wuya's mouth twitched. Can't stop? A gourd that doesn't even listen to its master's commands? What kind of broken, damn gourd is this?
Qin Wuya's eyes narrowed slightly. In that brief clash, he had figured out the gourd's rules. Whoever answered its call would be sucked inside. It was as if the world had added a brand-new law of nature.
Being sucked in after answering the call was as natural and inevitable as an apple falling to the ground or the sun rising from the east.
Qin Wuya let out a light chuckle. He was an Immortal Emperor who had mastered a complete Great Dao, a man who had carved a bloody path out of the siege of numerous Foreign Realm Immortal Emperors. How could he possibly be defeated by a mere gourd?
"Break for me!"
Wielding the Nine Tribulations Sword, Qin Wuya struck the gourd directly with a move from the Great Void Sword Art. However, he didn't destroy the gourd. Instead, he used a strike of nothingness to completely erase the gourd's mark on him.
Qin Hao only felt the gourd in his hand jolt violently, and then the suction force came to an abrupt halt. Qin Wuya's figure instantly returned to its original size.
"Oh, you're good! You stinky brat! Three days without a beating, and you're tearing the roof off! If you dare to attack me today, won't you be shitting on my head tomorrow?!"
Without another word, Qin Wuya rushed over and gave Qin Hao a thorough beating full of fatherly love.
After the beating, Qin Wuya let out a long breath with a look of immense satisfaction. "Phew, that felt good."
"Brat, this gourd of yours is quite interesting. If I were still at the stage where I hadn't grasped a complete Great Dao, I'm afraid I would have fallen for your trick. Moreover, even though your gourd failed to capture me, it did manage to hard-control me for over a minute. It's a good item."
Qin Wuya stared at the gourd in Qin Hao's hands, his eyes darting around thoughtfully. If he were fighting against other Immortal Emperors and suddenly pulled this trick out of nowhere, hard-controlling the opponent for a full minute could completely change the tide of battle.
Seeing the calculating look in Qin Wuya's eyes, Qin Hao hurriedly stored the gourd away and quickly asked, "Dad, you must have come to find me for a reason. If there's something going on, just say it."
Seeing Qin Hao's stingy appearance, Qin Wuya couldn't help but snort coldly before explaining his purpose for coming. "Stinky brat, your mother sent me a letter. She wants you to make a trip to the Jade Pool."
As he spoke, Qin Wuya glanced at Su Qingyue and the others, then mysteriously pulled Qin Hao off to the side.

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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."

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?!

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.”