Mo Tianxiao immediately spoke up to stop the two of them.
"Senior Brother? Is there anything else you need to instruct me on?"
Li Yu stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Mo Tianxiao.
However, Mo Tianxiao ignored Li Yu and instead fixed his gaze on Ye Chen. "Step forward."
Hearing Mo Tianxiao's words, Ye Chen walked forward with firm steps, looking at him without the slightest hint of fear or dread in his eyes.
Looking at the young man before him, Mo Tianxiao reached out, pressed down on his shoulder, and gave it a squeeze. He nodded slightly. "Although you're only at the first level of Qi Condensation, your physical strength isn't bad. Do you normally practice body refining?"
"Yes!"
Ye Chen replied.
Seeing that things seemed to have taken a turn for the better, Li Yu, who was standing behind, added, "Because Xiao Chen has poor cultivation talent, he has placed the focus of his cultivation on his physique."
Hearing this, Mo Tianxiao stared into Ye Chen's eyes. "Do you want to become stronger?"
"I do!" Ye Chen's eyes were resolute, without a shred of hesitation.
"Tell me, why do you want to become stronger?"
Hearing this, Ye Chen's fists couldn't help but clench. "To revitalize my clan!"
As the only younger generation in the entire clan with cultivation talent, if he couldn't stand up and carry the banner, the entire clan would slowly disappear into the long river of history.
Shouldering the expectations of an entire clan, he had to become stronger, and then save the clan that had exhausted its resources to send him out from its decline.
This was the resolve he had to have as a member of the Ye family.
"Ambitious."
Mo Tianxiao patted Ye Chen's shoulder, his eyes carrying a hint of appreciation. "I can give you a chance, but you must remember, my chances are only given to my own people."
"Xiao Chen, hurry up and thank Senior Brother!"
Hearing this, Li Yu, who was behind Ye Chen, revealed a touch of excitement on his face.
Senior Brother actually accepted Ye Chen! One must know, even he shook his head at Ye Chen's talent. If it weren't for the sake of his sister, he really wouldn't have wanted to bother Eldest Senior Brother.
He didn't expect Senior Brother to be so kind. It must be because of all the years he had worked steadily for him that he was willing to give Ye Chen a chance.
Thinking of this, Li Yu couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart. Sure enough, working for Eldest Senior Brother was the greatest fortune of his life.
"Thank you, Eldest Senior Brother!"
Ye Chen was quite perceptive. Without any hesitation, he knelt down directly, cupped his fists, and said with a firm gaze, "I, Ye Chen, hereby swear a Heavenly Oath! I pledge my life to follow Eldest Senior Brother! I will never betray you!"
He knew very well what his talent was like. Eldest Senior Brother's willingness to give him a chance was his greatest fortune, and his life would change because of this.
From this moment on, Senior Brother Mo would not only be the Eldest Senior Brother of the Demonic Sect, but also his benefactor, and the benefactor of his entire clan.
[Successfully deceived a young Child of Destiny. Aligns with villainous behavior. Villain Points +10000!]
[Obtained the life-and-death allegiance of the Child of Destiny Ye Chen. Successfully plundered destiny. Destiny Points +10000!]
Two notification sounds rang out in Mo Tianxiao's mind like a sudden clap of thunder, instantly making his hairs stand on end. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
The plunder was successful just like that?!!
Despite all his calculations, he never would have imagined that the first Child of Destiny he conquered would be taken down in less than ten minutes of meeting!
"Stand up. I think you're quite good. As long as you persevere, you will definitely achieve something in the future. I hope you won't let down my expectations."
Mo Tianxiao raised his hand, and a surge of spiritual energy emerged, lifting the other party up.
"Rest assured, Senior Brother, I will definitely supervise him!" Li Yu hastily said from the side.
"Mm, you may leave."
Mo Tianxiao waved his hand, and Li Yu led Ye Chen to bow and take their leave.
After the two left, Mo Tianxiao first calmed his excited emotions, looked at the extra ten thousand Destiny Points on the panel, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"This Li Yu is simply my lucky star."
This underling of his definitely had some great destiny on him. First, he picked up a massive killing weapon like the Human Emperor's Banner, and now a junior with golden destiny popped up.
The original owner taking Li Yu as an underling was probably the most correct choice he had ever made.
"Ye Chen... just hearing the name, you know he's not simple. To think I subdued him so easily."
Mo Tianxiao felt it was a bit unbelievable.
He thought the first one would be Junior Sister Wan'er, or that blockhead Xiao Fan.
This matter actually provided him with a new line of thought.
To obtain Destiny Points, there was no need to keep staring at those Children of Destiny who had already grown up. He could completely go find those Children of Destiny who hadn't yet stepped onto the path of cultivation.
That kind of young Child of Destiny was innocent and easy to deceive, and posed no threat to him.
"It seems next time I go out for experience, I'll have to pay more attention."
According to the system, there were so many Children of Destiny in this world, there must be quite a few who hadn't risen yet. He had to hurry up.
After resting for a moment, Mo Tianxiao prepared a basin of spiritual spring water and thoroughly washed his hands, ready to begin his first lottery draw since transmigrating. He wondered what good things he could draw.
"Phew..."
Exhaling a breath, Mo Tianxiao chanted in his heart, "System Lottery!"
In his mind, a giant roulette wheel began to spin, and a dense array of good things flashed by: Great Desolate Heaven Imprisoning Finger... Divine Elephant Suppressing Hell Force... Ancestral Dragon Scripture... Undying Overlord Body Art... Heaven Tribulation Finger Sword... He Hua Zi Zai...
Looking at the various cultivation methods, divine abilities, and even world-dominating divine physiques, Mo Tianxiao swallowed hard in anticipation.
Any one of these things would already be a heaven-defying fortune.
At this moment, he finally understood why the system had emphasized earlier that system products must be premium. These good things were all the signature skills of Children of Destiny. How could they not be premium?
[Lottery ended. Obtained Immortal Dao Secret Art: Empty-Handed Marvel!]
[Immortal Dao Secret Art: Empty-Handed Marvel: Snatch the heavens, snatch the earth, snatch fortune; steal from immortals, steal from demons, steal divine abilities!]
Feeling the information transmitted into his mind, the smile on Mo Tianxiao's face could no longer be concealed.
"This secret art is great!"
Although he didn't obtain those eternally dominant cultivation methods he had imagined, after understanding the Empty-Handed Marvel secret art, he felt this thing suited him quite well.
Besides being able to steal items without anyone noticing, what was even more heaven-defying about this secret art was that it could directly snatch other people's cultivation methods, divine abilities, and even physiques for his own use.
Although it could only be maintained for one minute at a time, for a duel between experts, one minute was enough to determine victory or defeat, or even life and death.
Once the Empty-Handed Marvel secret art was used to steal the opponent's divine ability, the opponent would be unable to use their own cultivation method for the next minute.
As expected of an Immortal Dao Secret Art, it could be called a divine skill.
If he encountered a cultivator lacking in methods and stole their most powerful move, wouldn't the opponent be left with nothing...
"Destiny Points really are a good thing."
After finishing the lottery draw, Mo Tianxiao felt a bit excited for the rest of the day.
It wasn't until the second day that he calmed down.
Early the next morning, Mo Tianxiao, who was in a good mood and preparing to go out for a walk, suddenly received a voice transmission.
"Xiao Mozi, call Wan'er and come to your master's place."
"Master?" Mo Tianxiao stopped in his tracks, his expression a bit puzzled.
What did Master want with them this time?
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?”
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight 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."
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?!
