Upon arriving at their destination, Mo Tianxiao subconsciously held his breath.
The stench was truly overwhelming.
Nangong Wan also furrowed her brows. However, burning with the desire for revenge, she said nothing and simply transformed into a streak of light, landing directly before the gates of the Huangquan Sect.
Staring at the words Huangquan Sect inscribed on the sinister-looking gates, a fierce glint erupted in Nangong Wan's eyes, her killing intent completely unmasked.
She drew her longsword, unleashing a fierce wave of sword qi that blasted forward. The radiant sword light tore through the air, cleaving the massive gates of the Huangquan Sect perfectly in two.
"You Huangquan Sect scum! Come out and face your deaths!"
Nangong Wan strode straight into the Huangquan Sect compound, her voice ringing out in furious curses. The rage burning in her heart could no longer be contained. The Huangquan Sect had slaughtered her entire Nangong family, and today, she would annihilate their entire sect in return!
The Huangquan Sect was not particularly large. Her voice echoed throughout the entire sect in a matter of moments, prompting several figures to rush out.
"Who dares to cause a ruckus in my Huangquan Sect! Do you have a death wish?!"
The elders of the Huangquan Sect stormed out menacingly, followed closely by a large swarm of disciples clad in dark robes.
"Who are you people? How dare you run wild in our Huangquan Sect!"
The leading elder glared furiously at Nangong Wan and Mo Tianxiao. Seeing that they were merely a pair of wet-behind-the-ears youths, he completely dismissed them.
"Which one of you is Zhou She!"
Nangong Wan wasted no time on idle chatter, directly demanding the Golden Core elder who had massacred the Nangong family back then.
"That would be me! Little beauty, what business do you have with this old man?"
A short, hunched old man stepped forward, a sinister smile plastered across his face. His eyes, cold as a venomous snake's, flickered with an unmistakable trace of greed.
"Could it be that you wish to become my hundredth woman? You are quite a looker. If you can serve this old man well, I might just agree to take you in."
The old man named Zhou She provoked her without the slightest restraint. Within a radius of several hundred miles, the Huangquan Sect was the absolute law. Anyone who dared to trespass on their territory, even a mighty dragon, would have to bow their head.
"Elder Zhou! Once you have had your fun with her, could you let us disciples have a taste too?"
The disciples behind him leered at Nangong Wan, gulping repeatedly. In all their years, they had never seen a beauty of this caliber.
"Hahahahaha! Of course! We share our blessings and our burdens alike! Who in the Huangquan Sect doesn't know what kind of man I, Zhou She, am!"
Watching these fools actively court death, Mo Tianxiao, who stood beside Nangong Wan, secretly clicked his tongue. They truly were nothing more than early-stage stepping stones meant for a Child of Destiny to level up. They perfectly embodied the grotesque ugliness of stereotypical villain lackeys.
"Elders, I want that man over there~"
At that moment, a slightly chubby, burly man with a thick bushy beard squirmed coyly and called out in a shrill, effeminate voice.
"Alright! You sure know how to play wild, kid! Truly worthy of being a disciple of my Huangquan Sect! This old man will grant your request!"
Zhou She agreed with a boisterous laugh. It seemed that when it came to treating the disciples of the Huangquan Sect, he was indeed quite accommodating. The other elders around them were entirely unfazed by this exchange and said nothing.
"Hey... you motherfucker..."
Hearing this, Mo Tianxiao subconsciously rested his hand on the hilt of his Nine Tribulations Holy Sword. Daring to covet his ass? He officially declared that this sect was going to be wiped off the face of the earth.
"Senior Brother, let me handle this."
Nangong Wan, standing beside him, had long since reached the limit of her patience. Her Golden Core realm cultivation erupted with a resounding boom. The tyrannical aura instantly sent the lower-level disciples of the Huangquan Sect stumbling back several meters.
Pointing her longsword directly at Zhou She, Nangong Wan radiated a terrifying killing intent. "One year ago, you slaughtered dozens of members of the Nangong family in Qingliu Town. Today, the entire Huangquan Sect will pay the price for your actions!"
With that said, Nangong Wan took a step forward, brandishing her longsword as she charged straight at Zhou She.
"Hmph! So you are at the Golden Core realm. No wonder you are so arrogant!"
Zhou She and the other elders of the Huangquan Sect couldn't help but be shocked to see someone as young as Nangong Wan already a Golden Core expert.
However, they quickly regained their composure.
"So what if you are at the Golden Core realm! Our Huangquan Sect has six Golden Core elders alone! And our Sect Master is an expert at the Nascent Soul realm!"
Zhou She and the other elders unleashed their cultivation bases, all of which were at the Golden Core realm. The leading Great Elder was even at the Ninth Stage of the Golden Core realm. It was clear that the Huangquan Sect was quite a formidable force in such a remote region.
"Little girl, to reach the Golden Core realm at such a young age, you must possess some great fortuitous encounter, right? Such a grand fortune is not something a junior like you can handle. Hand it over at once! We might consider sparing your life.
Otherwise, both you and your little lover will perish right here and now!"
Facing several wily old foxes who had lingered in the Golden Core realm for decades or even centuries, Nangong Wan showed no fear. Brandishing her longsword and executing her sword arts, she actually managed to fight them to a standstill.
This only further cemented the elders' conviction that Nangong Wan harbored a massive fortuitous encounter.
"If you want my fortuitous encounter, then trade your lives for it!"
Nangong Wan let out a fierce cry as her Immortal Bone bloomed with dazzling light that fused into her blade. A streak of sword light, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, shot forth. In a mere instant, it sliced Zhou She's arm clean off.
"Ah!!! My arm!!"
Losing his arm, Zhou She let out a bloodcurdling scream and hastily clutched his bleeding stump. "This brat is bizarre! Elders, disciples, form the Huangquan Array!"
The Huangquan Sect frequently encountered situations where enemies came knocking on their doors for revenge. After all, they often ventured into the Middle-Earth Divine Continent to hunt down mortals or weak cultivators, harvesting their blood for cultivation.
It was inevitable that fearless relatives would occasionally come seeking vengeance. They just hadn't expected the intruders this time to be quite so ferocious.
"Form the array!"
As the several Golden Core elders and numerous disciples formed the formation, the entire Huangquan Sect was enveloped by a blood-red array. The aura it exuded was comparable to that of a half-step Nascent Soul expert.
The dense, malevolent aura made Mo Tianxiao, who was watching from the sidelines, narrow his eyes. With such intense baleful energy, just how many people had this Huangquan Sect slaughtered?
"Junior Sister, do you need me to step in?"
At times like this, he still had to ask. If his Junior Sister proved to be no match, it was only natural for him, her villainous Senior Brother, to step up and farm some favorability points.
"No need, your Junior Sister can still handle this!"
Nangong Wan once again mobilized the power of her Immortal Bone. A surge of majestic spiritual energy erupted, converging onto her longsword. A pillar of sword light shot straight into the clouds before fiercely crashing down upon the blood-red grand array before her.
"BOOM——!!"
The massive sword light unleashed a terrifying force as it blasted into the formation. In a mere instant, the array enveloping the entire Huangquan Sect shattered to pieces, as fragile as cheap glass.
Everyone maintaining the array was sent flying backward, coughing up mouthfuls of blood from the violent backlash.
"Pfft!!"
"Not good, there is something bizarre about this woman! Hurry and call the Sect Master!"
Zhou She shouted at the top of his lungs, his face pale with sheer terror.
A Golden Core cultivator this young was already exceptionally rare, but to possess such terrifying combat prowess on top of it meant her background was absolutely not something they could afford to provoke. For all they knew, she might hail from one of those ancient, eternal sects.
However, the Huangquan Sect was already locked in a life-or-death struggle with her. Either they slaughtered these two right here and now, or the Huangquan Sect would be wiped off the map.
"Still trying to call for backup? Junior Sister, you take a rest. Leave the remainder to your Senior Brother!"
Mo Tianxiao was also astounded by Nangong Wan's strike. Its power nearly rivaled the attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator. As expected of a Heaven-Destined Heroine possessing an Immortal Bone; leaping across major cultivation realms to fight was as easy as breathing for her.
However, seeing Nangong Wan turn deathly pale and sway unsteadily after executing that sword strike, he immediately realized that the technique must have taken a massive toll on his junior sister.
What better time than now to display his charm as her senior brother!
Treading upon the void, Mo Tianxiao ascended into the air. With an indifferent gaze directed at the members of the Yellow Springs Sect below, he slowly brought out a banner.

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rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.”

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."