After digesting the spoils of war,
Ye Wangchuan stood up and glanced at Li Luo, who was busy picking fruits.
He thought for a moment and decided to finish clearing the entire forest first.
After all, for every five gold coins' worth of materials harvested, he could snatch a cultivation pill from Li Luo.
Soon, the trees in the forest began to disappear at an astonishing rate.
Naturally, during this time, both humans and beasts attempted to attack Ye Wangchuan or Li Luo.
But they were all smashed to death with a single strike of his spear.
The current situation was that creatures below the third level posed no threat to Ye Wangchuan.
Meanwhile, all third-level creatures had already headed to the center of the cave heaven to compete for more powerful treasures.
After clearing the entire forest, Ye Wangchuan finally took Li Luo to the center of the cave heaven to join in the excitement.
……
……
At the center of the cave heaven.
"Huff—"
"Huff—"
Su Fugui was hiding in a patch of grass, gasping for breath.
Beside him stood a tall, heroic-looking woman.
This woman was a bodyguard Su Fugui had hired from Chang'an City's largest escort agency at a great cost. Her cultivation had reached the astonishing early second level!
In truth, given Su Fugui's wealth, he could have hired even stronger bodyguards.
However, when those bodyguards learned that Su Fugui intended to enter the cave heaven, they all refused the job.
Only this woman was willing to accept the assignment.
Outside the grass.
Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Two mid-second-level experts were locked in combat.
Every clash of their attacks sent tremors through a hundred-meter radius.
The deafening roars even made Su Fugui's eardrums ache.
But Su Fugui refused to leave.
His eyes were fixated on a small, translucent blue flower on the ground.
"Are you sure that flower can restore my... you know, my 'second brother'?"
Su Fugui asked the bodyguard.
"Yes, sir. That flower is called the Flower of Restoration. It can restore your damaged body to its peak condition without affecting your cultivation."
"Although it has little effect on those with high cultivation, its powerful properties still make it extremely rare and valuable."
After the bodyguard's explanation, Su Fugui understood why these two second-level experts were fighting over such a small flower.
It could unconditionally restore the disabled!
Even someone with only two functional fingers could stand up and do push-ups after using this flower!
Who wouldn't be tempted?
Even if not used personally, selling it at auction would fetch a sky-high price!
"Alright, let's stay here and wait. Once these two finish their fight, we'll take advantage of the situation, kill the winner, and seize the treasure!"
Su Fugui quickly devised a plan.
Soon.
With a "squelch," one of the two combatants drove a blade through the other's heart.
The battle had finally reached its conclusion.
The victor, clutching his wounds, approached the Flower of Restoration.
He chuckled, filled with joy.
Although he had sustained injuries during the fight, consuming the flower would heal him completely.
Moreover, after being mute for over forty years, he could finally regain his voice!
The mute man bent down to pick the flower.
At that moment.
Whoosh—!
Su Fugui hurled his sword in front of the mute man, drawing his attention.
Simultaneously, the bodyguard appeared behind the mute man and launched a sudden attack!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Three arrows instantly pierced the mute man's body.
The paralyzing poison on the arrows immediately rendered him immobile.
The bodyguard rushed over and pressed a dagger against the mute man's throat.
Bodyguard: "Which city are you from? Are you from a family or a sect?! Speak up!"
Mute Man: "Ahhh..."
Bodyguard: "Speak!"
Mute Man: "Ahhh..."
Bodyguard: "Playing mute, huh? If you don't talk, I'll kill you!"
Mute Man: "......"
Thud!
The bodyguard swiftly slit his throat, ensuring the mute man died painlessly.
Su Fugui nodded in satisfaction and turned his gaze to the Flower of Restoration.
Only to see Li Luo squatting there, yanking the flower out by its roots.
Su Fugui: "..."
Bodyguard: "..."
"How dare you steal my client's treasure! You're asking for death!!!"
Enraged by the theft, the bodyguard immediately drew her bow and aimed at Li Luo.
Whoosh—!
An arrow laced with paralyzing poison shot toward Li Luo.
At that moment, a spear suddenly flew out from a nearby patch of grass.
It shattered the arrow mid-flight and continued its trajectory, striking the bodyguard's shoulder.
The bodyguard was sent flying and pinned to a stone wall!
Ye Wangchuan emerged from the grass and approached Li Luo.
Seeing him, Li Luo handed the Flower of Restoration to Ye Wangchuan.
After all, she didn't have a storage ring, and carrying such a treasure would be troublesome.
Ye Wangchuan casually stored the Flower of Restoration in his storage ring.
The Flower of Restoration was a valuable item. The Ye family's stockpile had dwindled to only fifty thousand, and they were running low.
After securing the flower, Ye Wangchuan was about to interrogate the bodyguard about her affiliations and potential treasure locations.
He had intentionally held back earlier, not killing her outright, for this very purpose.
At that moment.
Su Fugui quickly jumped out and approached Ye Wangchuan.
The moment he saw Su Fugui, Ye Wangchuan's brow furrowed slightly.
What was going on?
Wasn't this Son of Destiny supposed to be dead?
Did something go wrong when Ye Bai disposed of the body?
Could it be that the Son of Destiny's corpse also carried a stupidity-inducing aura?
But Tang San's corpse had been burned without issue last time, and his ashes were even mixed with glutinous rice!
Why was there an exception with Su Fugui?
Although five question marks popped up in Ye Wangchuan's mind in a split second, his expression remained calm and composed.
He looked up at Su Fugui, ready to kill him again.
"Hey hey hey! Isn't this Young Master Ye? I've missed you so much!"
"Hello, hello! Young Master Ye, I haven't forgotten the kindness you showed by having someone revive me last time!"
"That woman earlier was my hired bodyguard. She didn't recognize the young lady by your side, so she acted rashly. My apologies, my apologies."
Su Fugui spoke with a beaming smile.
Since his death and revival, Su Fugui's mentality had subtly changed.
He had learned to be cautious.
When it was time to act, he would act.
But when it was time to back down, he would absolutely back down!
The world was full of powerful individuals!
Take Ye Wangchuan, for example. He was the heir to Chang'an's foremost family, Su Fugui's savior, and a peerless genius who had reached the second level in less than a month.
To oppose him over a bodyguard?
That would be insane!
Meanwhile, Ye Wangchuan was momentarily stunned by Su Fugui's words.
When had he ever arranged for Su Fugui's revival?
After a moment, Ye Wangchuan figured it out.
It seemed Su Fugui had been revived by the Ye family, and due to various reasons, a misunderstanding had arisen, leading him to believe Ye Wangchuan had saved him.
If that was the case...

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.”

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

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?!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!