"Could there be a hidden story behind this?"
Seeing Huang Xiaoyao crying, the numerous cultivators were once again bewildered.
They hadn't even interrogated her yet, so why was she crying on her own, looking so wronged? Did that make them the abusers?
The cultivators from other factions around them saw this and immediately started enjoying the drama.
"Tell us, who exactly is the culprit?"
The cultivators of the Supreme Dao Sect looked at each other. After watching the drama for so long, they still couldn't make sense of it.
"Could it really be the doing of the Netherworld Demon Sect? After all, they are the leaders of demonic cultivators; they probably haven't done any less robbing, right?"
A cultivator guessed.
"I don't think so. It's not like we don't understand the people of the Netherworld Demon Sect. When have they ever needed to assume someone else's identity to steal things?"
Another cultivator of the Supreme Dao Sect complained. It would be good enough if other robbing cultivators didn't pretend to be disciples of the Demon Sect; he had never seen the Demon Sect hide their identity when robbing.
Don't those guys always rob in broad daylight?
"What's going on, why is it so lively?"
Mo Tianxiao's figure quietly slipped beside Nangong Wan. Munching on a stolen spirit fruit, he looked at the situation ahead with great interest and asked.
"Senior Brother? When did you arrive?"
Nangong Wan's originally frowned little face was instantly filled with joy. She quickly grabbed Mo Tianxiao's sleeve and said fiercely, "Senior Brother, you don't know, just now, that shameless Xiao Fan tried to frame you!"
"Thanks to me, they didn't believe Xiao Fan."
Nangong Wan raised her head, a little proud look on her face.
"I didn't expect Xiao Fan to be this kind of person. Thank goodness you were here, Junior Sister, otherwise your Senior Brother's lifelong reputation would have been ruined by Xiao Fan! Thank you, Junior Sister."
Mo Tianxiao reached out and rubbed Nangong Wan's little head.
"Hehe, it's what a Junior Sister should do."
Nangong Wan raised her head like a little kitten, showing a trace of enjoyment on her face.
This was her Senior Brother; naturally, she had to protect him.
"Huh? Senior Brother, you broke through to the Deity Transformation realm?"
Nangong Wan suddenly noticed that the cultivation base exuding from Mo Tianxiao was at the Deity Transformation realm, and was instantly a bit surprised.
In just two short months, her Senior Brother had broken through from the third level of the Nascent Soul realm to the Deity Transformation realm. Her Senior Brother was indeed a genius; no wonder he could become Master's eldest disciple.
"I was lucky to encounter a little fortuitous opportunity."
The aura Mo Tianxiao was exuding right now was at the third level of the Deity Transformation realm. After all, a Nascent Soul cultivation base was truly a bit conspicuous here, and it would be bad if someone recognized him.
"Directly crossing a major realm, this is no longer as simple as an ordinary fortuitous opportunity."
Gu Bufan looked at Mo Tianxiao's back and muttered softly, his eyes gradually becoming solemn.
"Little Sister Xiaoyao, tell Big Sister, who exactly is that person?"
In the distance, Su Muxue parted the crowd and came in front of the crying Huang Xiaoyao.
Although she had never seen that person's appearance, she had seen Huang Xiaoyao's.
"Big Sister Su, you won't blame Xiaoyao, right? Xiaoyao didn't want to rob Big Sister, but that person forced me. If I didn't listen to his words, he would hit me."
Huang Xiaoyao quickly rolled up her sleeves, revealing various bruises and scars on her arms. One look and it was clear they were recent injuries.
These were injuries Huang Xiaoyao accidentally sustained while fighting enemies during the robbery. With her physique, she would have originally recovered very quickly.
It was only to help her brother that she deliberately kept them for so long.
"What?!"
"Beating our Young Miss like this?! Who exactly is it! I'm going to kill him!"
Seeing the scars on Huang Xiaoyao's body, the two demonic beasts from the Hundred Thousand Mountains beside her looked ferocious. The auras on their bodies suddenly erupted; both were demonic beasts at the peak of the Deity Transformation realm.
"Our Young Miss is just a child! To actually threaten a child, step out if you have the guts!"
The surrounding cultivators were all startled by the two enraged demonic beasts. Looking at this, that robbing guy really seemed to have no conscience, doing such a thing to a child for no reason.
Calculated according to a demonic beast's age, Huang Xiaoyao was only equivalent to an eleven or twelve-year-old human child.
"Xiaoyao, boldly tell Big Sister who exactly it is. Big Sister will avenge you!"
Su Muxue inherently had a chivalrous heart. From Huang Xiaoyao's eyes, she saw sincerity. The other party wasn't lying; she was threatened!
No wonder Huang Xiaoyao wanted to say something at the time but was stopped by the other party. Xiaoyao definitely wanted to remind her not to be deceived back then.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. A trace of killing intent even surfaced in Su Muxue's eyes. Deceiving her was one thing, but treating a child like this, he was simply unfit to be human!
"Little girl, tell us who exactly robbed us. Don't worry, we won't make trouble for you. We will help you get revenge together!"
The surrounding cultivators gradually believed Huang Xiaoyao's words. After all, everyone was clear about the character of demonic beasts: straightforward and rarely having hidden motives.
Wiping the tears from her face, Huang Xiaoyao stepped forward and pointed her finger ahead, "The person who threatened me is him!"
Following the direction of Huang Xiaoyao's finger, everyone shifted their gazes to... Xiao Fan.
"???" Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief. He had been anticipating who would dare to impersonate him, so what did it mean for the other party to point at him??
Even the two monks from the Great Thunderclap Temple beside Xiao Fan were a bit dazed.
"Xiao Fan? Impossible, right? Who would cover their face and use their own name to rob? Isn't that stupid?"
The surrounding cultivators were all somewhat in disbelief. "It can't be Xiao Fan. Could you have made a mistake?"
Su Muxue glanced at Xiao Fan and frowned slightly. The other party's eyes didn't look like that person's back then, and his voice wasn't alike either.
Of course, a voice could be disguised, but something like a gaze should be very hard to change, right?
"None of you believe it, right? That's exactly it!"
Huang Xiaoyao had confidence on her face. "That's exactly what he told me back then! He said that by doing this, no one would possibly suspect him!"
"Before we separated, he even snatched away my spatial ring and forced me to swear a Heavenly Dao oath, making me frame the Supreme Dao Sect for this matter!"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding cultivators all fell into deep thought, pondering over Huang Xiaoyao's words.
Hearing that they were involved, the people of the Supreme Dao Sect immediately focused their attention. If the robber really was this Xiao Fan, and the other party even planned to frame them for this matter, then he had already courted death.
Not only did he betray the Supreme Dao Sect, but he also wanted to frame them.
"Pfft!"
As she spoke, Huang Xiaoyao spat out a mouthful of beast blood. Her body swayed unsteadily, somewhat unable to stand firm.
"Young Miss!"
The two cultivators beside her quickly supported Huang Xiaoyao, their eyes full of worry.
"A mere Heavenly Dao oath, even if it generates inner demons and my cultivation can never break through again, it doesn't matter. Today, I must uncover this Xiao Fan's true face!"
Huang Xiaoyao broke free from their support, her gaze fixed dead on Xiao Fan. "No one has ever dared to threaten me. Xiao Fan, you are the first. You won't let me speak, but today I insist on speaking! I'll let everyone know your true colors!"
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
