Several cultivators charged at Xiao Fan, and even Huang Xiaoyao rushed forward with them.
With Xiao Fan completely alone, they refused to believe they couldn't take him down.
Seeing the group attacking, Xiao Fan's expression changed, and he hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs, "Senior Brother Wuxin!"
In his current state, he definitely wasn't a match for the three of them. Rather than taking them head-on, calling Wuxin for help was the safer bet.
Hearing Xiao Fan's cry for help, Wuxin caught sight of his direction from the corner of his eye. Realizing Xiao Fan was being besieged by several cultivators, he frowned slightly and tried to turn back to protect him.
However, Nangong Wan naturally wouldn't let him leave so easily.
A sword aura over ten zhang long slashed toward Wuxin, blocking his path.
Seeing this, Wuxin's figure blurred into an afterimage as he once again pulled away. At the same time, he held a single palm vertically in front of his chest and began to chant scriptures, as boundless spiritual energy erupted from his body.
"Go!"
A golden light burst forth from his palm. It didn't attack Nangong Wan, but instead flew towards Xiao Fan's direction.
"Clang!!"
A huge golden bell, several zhang tall, enveloped Xiao Fan. The bell slowly rotated, surrounded by densely packed scriptures that continuously flashed, protecting Xiao Fan within.
Seeing this, the cultivators immediately drew their weapons and frantically struck the golden bell.
"Clang! Clang!"
The sounds of impact were crisp and loud. The golden bell acted like an impenetrable 360-degree wall, shielding Xiao Fan inside. The cultivators' attacks could only make the bell tremble slightly, but failed to shatter it.
"Hahahaha! Come on, come rob me!"
Seeing Wuxin come through so reliably, Xiao Fan instantly became arrogant again, hiding inside the bell and endlessly mocking the cultivators outside.
"Brothers! Smash this turtle shell and get him!"
The cultivators intensified their efforts, attacking the bell like madmen.
Huang Xiaoyao also joined the fray, and the group unleashed a barrage of attacks upon the bell.
"Crack."
Under the continuous assault, a tiny crack finally appeared on the rock-solid bell, though it was still far from shattering.
"Keep trying your best. The secret realm is going to close in just a little while."
Xiao Fan didn't panic at all. As long as he stalled for a bit longer, the secret realm would close, and everything would be secured!
"Damn it! If Big Brother Tianxiao hadn't been delayed from returning, you wouldn't get the chance to be so arrogant!"
Huang Xiaoyao gritted her teeth in anger, wishing she could immediately tear open this turtle shell of a bell and kick Xiao Fan into the sky.
"As long as there's even a sliver of a chance, we won't give up!"
The other cultivators were still desperately attacking the bell. A Quasi-Emperor weapon was right in front of them; what if they actually managed to snatch it?
Meanwhile.
On the other side, Mo Tianxiao was still fighting a guerrilla battle against Su Muxue.
"Come on, Fellow Daoist Su, can we not do this? The secret realm is almost closed, can't we go grab some treasures first?"
Mo Tianxiao had a trace of helplessness on his face. He estimated there were only a few minutes left; he couldn't keep fighting this crazy woman.
"Then admit it!"
Su Muxue controlled numerous sword auras, launching continuous attacks while persistently interrogating him.
"What a stubborn mule!"
Seeing that Su Muxue refused to listen to reason, Mo Tianxiao also felt a surge of anger.
This woman looked so heroic and open-minded, but who would've thought she was so stubborn? Whoever married this chick in the future would be annoyed to death.
"I'll play with you next time."
Mo Tianxiao stood in place and began to fully circulate the Demonic Emperor Sutra. The spiritual energy within his body violently erupted, and his overall aura skyrocketed wildly.
The terrifying spiritual energy materialized into pieces of wicked dark armor that attached to his body.
"Annihilate!"
Mo Tianxiao swung his holy sword, and the majestic spiritual energy transformed into a dark energy shockwave that instantly obliterated the sky full of sword auras.
"How is that possible?"
Su Muxue was shocked by this sudden turn of events. How could his strength be so overwhelming?
However, before she could even react, Mo Tianxiao's figure had already arrived by her side. He raised his right hand high and slapped it down ruthlessly.
"Smack!!"
What a crisp sound.
Mo Tianxiao's palm slapped right onto Su Muxue's perky rear.
At this moment, Su Muxue's brain short-circuited. She stood frozen in place, unable to move, as if she had crashed.
Mo Tianxiao, on the other hand, squeezed his hand and secretly sighed in his heart. The feel... so bouncy...
"Fellow Daoist Su, nice figure."
After casually dropping that sentence, Mo Tianxiao turned into a dark afterimage and shot into the distance, disappearing over the horizon in an instant.
After Mo Tianxiao left, Su Muxue's body began to tremble slightly. Her originally fair face instantly flushed crimson red, and an unprecedented wave of shame rushed straight to the top of her head.
"Mo! Tian! Xiao! And you still say it wasn't you!!"
Instantly, Su Muxue erupted with an aura even more tyrannical than before. She even looked like she was about to immediately break through the shackles of the Soul Formation realm and reach the Profound Connection realm.
The bountiful curves on her chest couldn't help but tremble, but unfortunately, there was no one around to appreciate this beautiful sight.
At the same time, Huang Xiaoyao and the others were still attacking the golden bell, continuously cursing Xiao Fan.
"Xiao Fan! You cowardly turtle, come out and fight one-on-one if you have the guts!"
"Shameless brat! Hiding in a turtle shell, I've never seen such a coward!"
Facing the curses of the surrounding cultivators, Xiao Fan scratched his ear with a leisurely and content expression.
"Keep shouting. Even if you scream yourselves hoarse, you still won't get this fine treasure."
Looking at the crack on the bell, Xiao Fan wasn't panicked in the slightest because the secret realm was about to close.
The louder the guys outside yelled, the more delighted he felt.
"A Quasi-Emperor weapon, you trash probably only have this one chance in your entire lives to even get near one, right?"
"Xiao Fan, you thieving rat, what are you so smug about?"
Huang Xiaoyao really couldn't stand Xiao Fan's punchable face anymore and started cursing at him again.
Hearing this, Xiao Fan's expression stiffened. For a split second, his defenses were breached, but he recovered the next second. "Hmph, you're nothing but a piece of trash who twists the truth and only knows petty tricks."
"You...! You're the trash!"
Huang Xiaoyao clenched her fists in anger, wishing she could smash Xiao Fan to death with a single punch.
"As the little princess of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, your combat power is so pathetic, and all you do is falsely accuse people. You are a complete and utter piece of trash!
If I were you, I would have found a rock and smashed my head against it long ago. If it weren't for your status, no one would like you! And no one would respect you!
Face reality! Setting aside your status, you are just a massive! Piece! Of! Trash!"
Xiao Fan seemed to have unlocked his inner potential, unleashing a torrent of insults at Huang Xiaoyao.
"I'm not... I'm not trash!"
Tears welled up in Huang Xiaoyao's eyes as she glared fiercely at Xiao Fan, her fists clenched so hard her knuckles turned pale.
She wasn't some piece of trash!
"Xiaoyao! Dodge!"
Just then, Mo Tianxiao's figure sped over from the horizon. His eyes instantly locked onto the Time Pagoda in Xiao Fan's hand, and he shouted a warning to Huang Xiaoyao.
Hearing Mo Tianxiao's voice, Huang Xiaoyao's tears instantly fell, feeling incredibly wronged. "Wuuwuuwuu... Big Brother Tianxiao! Xiao Fan called me trash! He even said nobody would ever like me!"
"What?! Xiao Fan, I'll f*ck your mother!"
Mo Tianxiao didn't care about anything else; he cursed first as a matter of principle.
"Everyone step aside, let me deal with him!"
Trailing a suit of dark-golden armor and erupting with a terrifying aura, Mo Tianxiao pushed off his foot and shot straight toward Xiao Fan.
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."
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.
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
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?”
