Li Chuan feigned a look of melancholy, sighing heavily as he spoke, "Senior Sister must have guessed by now that my time is limited. I don’t know when I might pass away in meditation."
"I don’t want my departure to hinder Senior Sister’s great undertaking of Foundation Establishment. That’s why, as soon as I earned some Spirit Stones, I came straight to you."
"After all, Spirit Stones only truly belong to you once they’re in your hands. If I were to wait until I’d gathered all 500 Spirit Stones before coming to you, what if something unexpected happened along the way? Say, if I earned 490 Spirit Stones but then ran out of lifespan—wouldn’t it be a shame if you didn’t get a single one of them?"
Chu Mengyou nearly laughed in exasperation upon hearing this.
Her faint anger, tinged with a hint of reproach, only made her even more captivating.
Yet Li Chuan’s words did give her pause.
Earning a vast amount of Spirit Stones in a short time was inherently risky. If something really did go wrong, as he said, she would end up with nothing.
If she hadn’t seen these 50 Spirit Stones, it might not have mattered. But now that they were in her hands, Chu Mengyou found it hard to part with them.
Seeing her hesitation, Li Chuan knew it was time to strike while the iron was hot. "Senior Sister, let’s find a place to talk properly."
As Li Chuan wrapped an arm around Chu Mengyou and flew off on his sword, the townspeople below erupted in uproar.
"Good heavens! That immortal beauty was just whisked away by that sleazy old man!"
"What do you mean ‘sleazy old man’? Didn’t you see him fly? He’s an immortal too! Watch your tongue, or he might come back and twist your pig-headed neck off!"
"I thought the immortals of the Yin-Yang Sect were supposed to be either dashing young men, refined middle-aged scholars, or sage-like elders. That old man is from the Yin-Yang Sect too?"
"He must be! After all, the Yin-Yang Sect forbids its female disciples from having any intimate contact with male cultivators outside the sect."
"Quick, help me up... I want to resume my cultivation! I want to join the Yin-Yang Sect!"
"Ah, Grandpa, you’ve spent your whole life cultivating and never got anywhere. Give it up. Leave joining the Yin-Yang Sect to your grandson instead."
Several old men in the crowd suddenly reignited their passion for cultivation, clamoring to join the Yin-Yang Sect.
Li Chuan probably never imagined he’d become an inspiration for elderly aspirants.
He and Chu Mengyou landed in a dense forest outside the town.
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Before they knew it, night had fallen.
Under the moonlight, Chu Mengyou took on an air of mysterious, ethereal beauty.
Li Chuan boldly reached out to touch her, only to be repelled by a surge of spiritual energy radiating from her body.
Her eyes remained clear and bright in the pale light.
"Junior Brother, our connection has already ended. This behavior is inappropriate."
She regarded him with calm detachment, as if nothing had ever transpired between them.
Li Chuan studied Chu Mengyou intently for a long moment, surprised to find no trace of emotion flickering in her gaze.
Amazed, he took out another handful of Spirit Stones and placed them in her palm, grinning. "Senior Sister, this Junior Brother wishes to rekindle our past connection. May I?"
Staring at the 21 Spirit Stones in her hand, Chu Mengyou was momentarily stunned.
She clearly hadn’t expected Li Chuan to still have more Spirit Stones!
Glancing between the stones and him, she asked, "Why didn’t you bring these out earlier?"
Li Chuan replied, "Ah, blame this Junior Brother’s poor memory."
"Hmph." Chu Mengyou pocketed the Spirit Stones without hesitation, immediately displaying her impeccable professionalism.
Seeing that her expression remained composed and her eyes still clear, Li Chuan couldn’t help but marvel.
Yet he had already formed his judgment of her.
Unfettered by worldly attachments—regardless of her innate talent—she was certain to go far on the path of cultivation.
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."
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.
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.”
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
