Husband, this place is called the Heavenly Pupil Trial Grounds. It was left behind by the number one Dual-Pupil Sage of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens. There is an array where those five people are standing. Once the trial begins, all participating Dual-Pupil possessors will engage in a life-and-death free-for-all.
Those who lose will have their Dual Pupils gouged out, and then the trial grounds will impart a secret technique for fusing Dual Pupils to the victor.
With this secret technique, you can refine and absorb the Dual Pupils of others. When you return to your own space-time, you can also hunt down Dual-Pupil possessors and seize their eyes.
By then, your Dual Pupils will evolve to a terrifying level.
Hearing this, Qin Hao could not help but raise his eyebrows. Among all his constitutions, the one he used most smoothly was the Dual Pupils. If he could refine and absorb the origin of other Dual-Pupil possessors and cause his own to undergo a qualitative leap, it would undoubtedly increase his combat power by a massive margin.
Liu Ruyan continued to transmit her voice to him: However, even if you win the trial, the factions behind these Dual-Pupil possessors will not sit idly by. After the trial ends, the forces behind these five will definitely fight to snatch the winner's Dual Pupils and the secret technique.
Liu Ruyan's words were like a basin of cold water poured over Qin Hao's head. Was he not just offering himself up on a silver platter? He was currently just a minor cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm; how could he possibly go up against Immortal Kings?
He did have an Immortal Experience Card, but even an Immortal was nothing in front of an Immortal King.
Just as Qin Hao looked melancholic, pondering how to win the trial and then escape from these Immortal Kings, Liu Ruyan tugged at his hand:
Husband, do not worry. When the time comes, you can just call Father over.
His cheap dad? Qin Hao looked at Liu Ruyan doubtfully and whispered, Ruyan, although my old man is an Immortal Emperor, he is only an Immortal Emperor with a fragmented Great Dao. His combat power might not even match these Immortal Kings.
Hearing this, Liu Ruyan let out a soft chuckle, her beautiful eyes flashing with a sly gleam:
Husband, do you really think someone who gambled against the Heavenly Dao and tinkered around to create a monster like you would be weak? Although Father has some gap compared to my peak state, he is still not someone these Immortal Kings can contend with.
Besides, it is about time he made a trip here. Calculating the time, he should have already discovered the secrets of the Foreign Realm and started setting up his plans.
Liu Ruyan's meaningful words made Qin Hao frown. The secrets of the Foreign Realm? Plans? Before he came to this era, his cheap dad had indeed gathered the leaders of various factions, saying there was an important matter to discuss.
Could this important matter be the Foreign Realm secrets Ruyan spoke of?
Qin Hao still trusted Liu Ruyan very much. After all, she was a Ninth-Eternity Immortal Emperor. Since she said his cheap dad could handle it, it was definitely a sure thing.
Thinking of this, Qin Hao leaped into the array.
The terrifying impact made the ground tremble three times.
As soon as he entered, Qin Hao found the air filled with an extremely dense, oppressive aura. Under this pressure, all his other constitutions were suppressed, unable to unleash their full power.
However, his Dual Pupils were exceptionally active here, as if injected with a stimulant.
As expected of a battlefield specially built for Dual-Pupil possessors. Not only are other constitutions suppressed, but even cultivation bases are restricted to the Soul Formation Realm. This is forcing us challengers to purely compete in pupil power.
Thinking of this, the corners of Qin Hao's mouth slightly curled up. His Dual Pupils were not something the others could compare to.
The Innate Dao Body's affinity with the Great Dao, the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Body's true intent of nirvana, and the Nine-Revolution Samsara Sovereign Body's power of reincarnation had all unknowingly fused with Qin Hao's Dual Pupils. Although it was not much, it was enough to give his Dual Pupils a head start.
After Qin Hao entered the array, the five Dual-Pupil possessors immediately scrutinized this newly joined competitor.
When their Dual Pupils landed on Qin Hao, despite their temperament and experience, shock and solemnity involuntarily surfaced on their faces.
Under the scan of their Dual Pupils, Qin Hao's vitality and blood energy were like a dragon and tiger. His entire body naturally emitted a majestic, pure, and life-filled aura of vitality. It felt as if a giant dragon was slumbering within him, ready to awaken at any moment.
Compared to his vitality, what shocked them even more was Qin Hao's spiritual energy! Possessing Dual Pupils, they could clearly see the state of the spiritual energy in Qin Hao's meridians. It could no longer be called spiritual qi; it had even surpassed the category of liquid.
The spiritual energy inside Qin Hao's body presented a nearly solid, viscous, and heavy texture.
It was no exaggeration to say that the spiritual energy flowing in Qin Hao's meridians was comparable to the spiritual energy in other people's dantians. The degree of condensation was appalling.
This could not help but make the five people's hearts sink. What kind of solid foundation was this? To reach such a level at the Soul Formation stage?
A dead silence fell within the array.
Five gazes silently intersected in the air. The wariness and killing intent in each other's eyes needed no words; it was already mutually understood.
After a brief stalemate, Xiao Ling'er, the only female among the five, spoke first:
Fellow Daoists, if we fight one-on-one, I am afraid none of us can surpass him in pupil power and foundation! How about we temporarily form an alliance?
The burly man, Shi Yue, was the first to nod in agreement: No problem. This kid is too bizarre. Our spiritual energy overflows from our dantians and flows slowly like a river, but he is like a water pump. We have to guard against him.
The other three did not speak, but they clearly accepted the proposal to ally first, eliminate the threat that was Qin Hao, and then decide the victor among themselves.
Qin Hao glanced at them. Seeing that they had actually formed a united front and pointed their spearheads at him, he could not help but let out a cold snort:
Tch, trash.
The voice was not loud, but it was incredibly piercing. Shi Yue frowned and sternly questioned:
Why are you looking at me? Do you dare call me trash?
Hearing this, Qin Hao quickly spread his hands at Shi Yue with an innocent face:
Hey, do not misunderstand, I am not targeting you.
Seeing Qin Hao back down, Shi Yue's expression looked a bit better.
However, Qin Hao slowly raised his eyes, his gaze meaningfully sweeping over Shi Yue, Xiao Ling'er, and the remaining three, before speaking with a hint of mockery:
What I mean is...
A cold and contemptuous curve appeared at the corner of Qin Hao's mouth. His voice suddenly rose, every word clear and resounding:
Every single one of you here is trash.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Arrogant! Conceited! Reckless!
Which of these five was not a peerless genius with eyes at the top of their heads? When had they ever been so contemptuously called trash?
This naked insult was simply trampling on their dignity as Dual-Pupil possessors!
Shi Yue laughed out of extreme anger: Good! Kid, you are arrogant enough! Right now, fighting is not allowed before the trial begins, but once it starts, if I do not beat the living shit out of you, I will take your last name!
Xiao Ling'er's eyes were cold and sharp: I wanted to give you a dignified way to exit, but since you insist on seeking death, do not blame me!
Courting death! Ye Ming, who was entirely wrapped in a black robe, coldly snorted.
The remaining two said nothing, but the vicious glares they fixed on Qin Hao looked as though they wanted to flay him alive and rip out his tendons.

ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

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.”