Seeing this Saint-tier talisman, Mo Tianxiao finally understood why the system had awarded so many villain points.
If they had this Saint-tier talisman, they might have actually survived.
Suddenly, Mo Tianxiao's expression turned melancholic. Good thing I acted fast, otherwise my Saint-tier talisman would have been wasted.
Placing the purple talisman into his spatial ring, Mo Tianxiao nodded in satisfaction.
With this talisman, rounding things up, he could practically be considered a Saint Realm expert.
A true man for three seconds is still a true man.
Young Master Ye!
Right at that moment, a streak of light shot over from the horizon. Its speed was so fast that it rivaled a Tribulation Transcendence expert.
It was none other than Yun Sangyi, who had also used a top-tier Divine Speed Talisman.
Hmm? You're actually not dead?
Mo Tianxiao looked at Yun Sangyi's resentful face, his expression somewhat surprised.
Earlier, he had been so focused on stealing rings that he hadn't noticed her situation. To think she managed to escape from so many demonic beasts; as expected of someone from that place...
Yun Sangyi flew to Mo Tianxiao's side, panting slightly. Her fair, oval face carried a faint blush, and the gaze she directed at him was filled with deep resentment.
She had been shouting from behind for ages, but Mo Tianxiao hadn't heard a single word. Not only that, his speed had kept increasing.
This had infuriated her to no end, and she had almost been unable to hold back from cursing.
However, remembering her current persona, she endured it.
Thanks to Young Master Ye, otherwise this little lady would have likely died in the mouths of those demonic beasts.
Yun Sangyi calmed herself down, her tone carrying a hint of joy, though her gaze was somewhat complex.
The previous situation was indeed very dangerous. Even using a top-tier Divine Speed Talisman, she hadn't been confident in escaping.
Fortunately, with Mo Tianxiao acting as a human tank clearing the way ahead and forcefully smashing out a path, she was given a chance.
Strictly speaking, her life was saved by Mo Tianxiao.
It's all because of your formidable strength. It has nothing to do with me.
Although the strength Yun Sangyi displayed was only at the late Profound Comprehension stage, she was actually a late Primordial Spirit stage expert, having hidden a full two major realms.
If he didn't have his cheat, even he would have been fooled by this woman.
This woman was not a good person.
A trace of unnaturalness appeared on Yun Sangyi's face. Her eyes unconsciously looked away, not daring to meet Mo Tianxiao's gaze, while in her heart, she disdainfully cursed him as a little bastard.
Regardless, it's because of you that I was able to survive.
Yun Sangyi tucked a lock of black hair behind her ear, her gentle voice sounding out, What does Young Master Ye plan to do next? I'm afraid we can't go back now.
That giant python was about to transform into a flood dragon and absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to disturb it. Any humans passing by would likely become its food.
Since we're already here, we might as well take a trip through the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It's not like we can go back for the time being anyway.
Mo Tianxiao threw his hands up, his tone nonchalant.
Although the Hundred Thousand Mountains were also incredibly dangerous, it didn't matter. He had connections there; the little princess of the Hundred Thousand Mountains was his little sister.
Young Master Ye, does what you said before still count?
What did I say?
About teaming up. Can we travel together?
Yun Sangyi's phoenix eyes held three parts expectation and seven parts pitifulness, or perhaps seven parts expectation and three parts pitifulness, evoking endless pity in anyone's heart.
Mo Tianxiao paused slightly before revealing a meaningful smile. Of course. Your cultivation base is higher than mine. I'd love nothing more than for you to come with me; it gives me a sense of security.
Yun Sangyi's mouth twitched, revealing a stiff smile as she said in a delighted tone, That's wonderful. I will definitely protect Young Master Ye.
After saying this, Yun Sangyi felt a bit nauseous inside.
Was this hateful guy deliberately teasing her? He must be!
To clearly not be weak at all, yet disguise himself as a weakling, such behavior was simply too shameful!
While complaining in her heart, Yun Sangyi seemed to forget that she was doing the exact same shameful thing as Mo Tianxiao.
Soon, the two headed towards the Hundred Thousand Mountains together like good friends.
Young Master Ye, would you say we are now friends who have gone through life and death together?
Along the way, without annoying suitors and their lecherous gazes, Yun Sangyi spoke more and more, and the two became increasingly familiar.
Going purely by their outward relationship, onlookers would definitely think these two were a match made in heaven.
If this doesn't count, then what does?
Mo Tianxiao turned his head, his sparkling obsidian eyes staring intently at Yun Sangyi. Those beautiful eyes made Yun Sangyi slightly dazed, two blushes appearing on her cheeks as if she were feeling shy under his gaze.
Unable to withstand such a passionate gaze, she turned her head away, a flash of shyness crossing her face as she said softly, That's good. It is my honor to befriend a fellow Daoist like Young Master Ye.
Beneath that shy exterior lay a disdainful heart that no one noticed.
Sure enough, all men in the world were the same. She knew it was impossible for any man to not be interested in her; he had finally fallen for it.
Little man, slowly, step by step, walk into the trap she had carefully woven.
On the surface, they were good friends and life-and-death companions, but secretly, they both harbored ulterior motives, who knew what underhanded schemes they were plotting.
Without the boost of a flying ship, the two flew for nearly a month before finally seeing the faintly visible, several-thousand-meter-high cliff walls.
Is that the Hundred Thousand Mountains?
Yun Sangyi looked far ahead at the cliff wall that rose abruptly from the sea, and the touch of lush, towering ancient trees, her eyes filled with surprise.
It was also her first time coming to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, this paradise of demonic beasts.
It should be.
Mo Tianxiao felt a deep sense of astonishment in his heart.
What a Hundred Thousand Mountains! It was far more than a hundred thousand; he couldn't see the end of it at a glance.
Those massive ancient trees that easily reached thousands of meters in height made him think he had arrived in a kingdom of giants.
Such a description wasn't wrong. In a world inhabited by demonic beasts that were hundreds or thousands of meters tall, it was inherently a giant's world to humans.
As they drew closer to the territory of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they increasingly realized their own insignificance.
This was a true primeval forest, an untouched primitive world where even a single blade of grass could cover a human.
Why does it feel like it was chopped off by something?
Mo Tianxiao looked at the steep cliff connecting to the Chaotic Star Sea, feeling as though the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the Chaotic Star Sea had been artificially separated.
But for such a massive undertaking, what kind of existence could achieve it? A Great Emperor?
Who goes there?!
As Mo Tianxiao and Yun Sangyi approached the cliff, they discovered several flying ships hovering by the edge, bearing the insignia of the Floating Cloud Merchant Guild.
From the looks of it, they were likely another treasure-hunting expedition.
Only their luck wasn't bad; they hadn't been intercepted by that giant python.
There were quite a few people on the flying ships. Upon seeing the figures of Mo Tianxiao and his companion, they stopped what they were doing and looked at them curiously.
The one questioning them was an enforcer on one of the ships, possessing a late Tribulation Transcendence cultivation base.
Mo Tianxiao tossed over a token. Treasure hunters.
The male cultivator with slightly graying hair caught the token, glanced at it, and asked in surprise, Where is your flying ship?
It was attacked by a Quasi-Saint level demonic beast. Only the two of us luckily escaped.
What!?
"A Quasi-Saint level sea demon!"
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.”
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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."
