Early morning.
The sun had just risen into a boundless, clear sky.
At this moment, Huazhen Hall was surrounded by multiple layers of formations and ritual arrays. Pale golden streams of light surged from the ground, reflecting against the clear sky. Cultivators from the Grand Dao Sect stood at their respective array cores, waiting in full battle readiness.
Outside Huazhen Hall, a spacious and magnificent high platform had been erected.
Huang Miao of the Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect and Supreme Elder Chen Xiao of the Heaven Derivation Sect had also arrived early. Each was accompanied by a fellow Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, and they now sat presiding beside the main seats.
In addition to them, three Tribulation Transcendence cultivators from the Grand Dao Sect had returned to hold the fort.
At present, there was a total of seven Tribulation Transcendence cultivators from the three sects present at Huazhen Hall.
Although their numbers seemed somewhat lacking compared to the Buddhist faction.
However, in the eyes of these orthodox Tribulation Transcendence cultivators from the Eighteen Immortal Sects, who had painstakingly cultivated their way up, those Earthly Buddhas at the Tribulation Transcendence stage elevated through secret arts could only be considered an upgraded, evolved version of the Mahayana stage.
They were not true Tribulation Transcendence experts. Only those Karmic Buddhas were worthy opponents in their eyes.
If a fight truly broke out, with the enhancement of the formations, they wouldn't necessarily fall into a disadvantage.
"Thank you for your trouble, Seniors," Chu Xingchen said as he flew onto the high platform, cupping his hands in greeting to the Tribulation Transcendence Supreme Elders who had already taken their seats.
Xie Lingyu followed by Chu Xingchen's side. She didn't speak, but she cupped her hands in greeting alongside him.
Chen Xiao was a Supreme Elder of the Heaven Derivation Sect. Although he had been in seclusion for quite some time, he still recognized Xie Lingyu. In the past, he had also received a favor from Bai Xuanling.
Before setting out, he had learned the details from Lu Xuan and understood Chu Xingchen's current importance to the Heaven Derivation Sect, as well as the relationship between Chu Xingchen and Xie Lingyu.
There was no need to mention Xie Lingyu; she was an outstanding disciple of his own sect, and her master Bai Xuanling was known for her loyalty and righteousness.
Chu Xingchen, at the very least, could be considered half a Heaven Derivation Sect member.
Chen Xiao was not one to put on airs; naturally, he wanted to back up the juniors of his own sect.
A faint smile appeared on Chen Xiao's face. "You have done well. Before I came, Bai Xuanling praised you several times. Seeing you today, you are indeed a dragon among men, and the two of you are a perfect match."
Chu Xingchen quickly cupped his hands and replied,
"Senior is too modest. You are the unfading legends of this world. Your far-reaching reputations leave us juniors in awe."
The Tribulation Transcendence cultivators of the Grand Dao Sect nodded in agreement with calm expressions.
The matter concerning Chu Xingchen from back then had been clearly explained. The Grand Dao Sect had also jointly studied the logic behind his fall. At the very least, Chu Xingchen had been doing the right thing at the time, and Bai Xuanling seemed to have paid a massive price for it.
Having a top-tier Tribulation Transcendence cultivator unable to fight was a loss that, truthfully speaking, might be far greater than losing the initiative in the Western Niuzhou.
Huang Miao's gaze swept over Chu Xingchen and then landed on Xie Lingyu. After pondering for a moment, he spoke,
"What happened a few days ago was a misunderstanding. Please forgive me."
Xie Lingyu immediately cupped her hands and replied, "It is fine. It was just a misunderstanding."
Hearing their exchange, Chu Xingchen looked at Xie Lingyu with a questioning gaze, wondering what had happened.
Xie Lingyu's eyes flickered slightly, signaling that it was just a small misunderstanding.
Chu Xingchen chuckled and nodded. Xie Lingyu was accompanied by Cui Hao; if she had truly suffered a huge loss, Cui Hao would have reported it to him yesterday.
It was probably just a minor misunderstanding. Huang Miao was quite proud and wouldn't show the slightest weakness even in front of Bai Xuanling. Yet now, he was willing to take the initiative to apologize. Moreover, as a long-renowned Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, his sincerity was more than enough.
Huang Miao nodded slightly and then asked, "Runan is coming today. Has the Bright Buddha arrived?"
Chu Xingchen looked back toward the main hall and said,
"Isn't he here?"
Huang Miao followed his gaze and saw an elderly monk casually strolling over. His gait even looked a bit like a street ruffian's.
Wukong followed beside the elderly monk, talking incessantly, listing out all the precautions.
Cui Hao was on the other side, also talking non-stop, comforting Yuan Kong that everything would go smoothly.
The two of them spoke their own pieces without interrupting each other.
Yuan Kong stood in the middle, nodding and responding to both sides simultaneously.
Is this how eminent monks behave these days? No wonder Runan called him an evil Buddha.
He indeed seemed quite eccentric.
When he probed with his divine sense, he discovered that this eminent monk only had a Golden Core cultivation base. He immediately understood the situation somewhat.
No matter how a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator was imprisoned or restricted, their cultivation couldn't possibly drop to the Golden Core stage. This was clearly a disguise.
Huang Miao roughly understood Chu Xingchen's line of thought and asked,
"Will this work?"
"That depends on the other side."
"Don't tell me you expect Runan to cooperate?" Huang Miao asked with an odd expression.
Chu Xingchen smiled but didn't answer.
Yuan Kong stepped onto the high platform. His gaze swept over the cultivators with profoundly deep auras. He first revealed a slight smile, then quickly walked to Chu Xingchen's side and asked in a low voice,
"I have memorized almost everyone."
Chu Xingchen nodded in praise, "Very good. As expected of a Buddhist Son, truly intelligent."
"No..." Yuan Kong shook his head gently, his expression showing a hint of worry. "When I agreed yesterday, my mind was quite calm. But hearing that the Honored Buddha Runan is actually coming, I started feeling nervous."
"As time passes, I get even more anxious. Thinking about it carefully, I am just an unwanted Buddhist Son from the Central State..."
Chu Xingchen reached out and patted Yuan Kong's shoulder, interrupting him,
"I am not asking you to go up and fight him. Even if you are exposed, it won't matter. I will take the heat for everything. You just need to go up there and pretend. I used to do this kind of thing myself, but this time I am giving the opportunity to you. You just need to enjoy the thrill."
"If it were Cui Hao doing this, let alone being nervous, he would be so excited he wouldn't be able to sleep the night before."
Hearing this, Yuan Kong cast a sideways glance at Cui Hao beside him.
At this moment, Cui Hao very cooperatively put on a pained expression as if he had just missed out on a million spirit stones, staring at Yuan Kong with deeply envious eyes.
His appearance was genuine, his gaze sincere.
Yuan Kong used his innate divine ability to look, yet even he couldn't tell if Cui Hao was being genuine or not.
But the logic still stood.
Yuan Kong took a deep breath, but found it useless. After thinking for a moment, he suggested,
"Usually, for such grand occasions, there is a rehearsal. When I was at Chanlin Temple, before hosting massive events like the Shuilin Dharma Assembly, we would always rehearse a bit beforehand."
"After rehearsing, everyone knows what to expect."
Hearing this, Chu Xingchen nodded approvingly in agreement,
"A very good suggestion."
"So you agree?"
"No."
"Then why did you nod?"
"Because I am not rejecting your suggestion; we just don't have time to rehearse anymore."
As Chu Xingchen spoke, he motioned for Yuan Kong to look to the east.
In the clear blue sky, golden auspicious clouds were drifting over at an extremely fast speed.
Buddhist golden light shone from within the auspicious clouds, and immortal mist swirled.
Soon after, Arhats and Bodhisattvas pushed aside the auspicious clouds, revealing the appearance of radiant, precious canopies.
Golden lotuses bloomed, and Buddha light circulated. The grand display was incredibly imposing.
Yuan Kong stared at the Buddha light and silently gulped.
Chu Xingchen teased, "Don't look like you are about to pee your pants in fear."
Yuan Kong smiled bitterly. "...It is indeed not just an expression anymore."
Chu Xingchen patted Yuan Kong's shoulder and said,
"Then hurry up and sit in the high seat. That way, if you really lose control, the other side won't be able to see."
Yuan Kong took a deep breath and strode toward the main seat.

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.”

e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

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."