The sudden turn of events left everyone dumbfounded.
Who could have imagined that the person they had mocked earlier actually knew Kuang Zhongtang?
Moreover, judging from Kuang Zhongtang's expression, it seemed there was some unresolved grudge between the two.
Kuang Zhongtang had even managed to defeat Zhou Wanpeng—so who was this young man, and what level of strength did he possess?
As everyone stood in bewildered silence, Kuang Zhongtang launched a full-force strike directly at Chen Chang'an.
The sheer power behind this attack sent a shock through even Zhou Wanpeng's heart. Damn, what kind of deep-seated hatred was this? It was even fiercer than when Kuang Zhongtang had fought him earlier!
Da Huang moved swiftly, pulling Gu Xian'er to safety the moment Kuang Zhongtang made his move.
Otherwise, the shockwaves from Kuang Zhongtang's palm strike would have instantly killed Gu Xian'er—she had been standing far too close to Chen Chang'an.
BOOM!
A deafening explosion echoed as terrifying shockwaves rippled out for dozens of kilometers.
Every onlooker in the Withered Mountain Range was instantly sent flying—no one escaped unscathed.
No one had expected Kuang Zhongtang to suddenly descend and attack on the ground. Caught off guard, how could they possibly withstand the aftershocks of a strike from a Deathless Realm expert?
"Holy shit, that was insane! I was already standing so far away, but just the shockwaves nearly took half my life!"
"Half your life? Look over there—those people lost theirs entirely."
"Damn, how many died?"
"Hard to say, but the count must be over a thousand!"
"Does Kuang Zhongtang have some deep vendetta against that guy Chen Chang'an? He wasn’t even this serious when fighting Zhou Wanpeng earlier, was he?"
"No idea. I... I don’t dare go back to look now."
"The commotion seems to have died down. Should we check it out?"
"Well... fine."
A few cultivators with decent strength and bold hearts decided to return and see what had happened.
However, only Zhou Wanpeng, who had been watching from the sky, understood the situation clearly.
He had seen everything with perfect clarity. Kuang Zhongtang’s all-out strike was something even he felt he couldn’t withstand—yet the man below, Chen Chang'an, hadn’t even budged.
Who was this person? How could he be so overwhelmingly powerful?
"Just as I thought. Just as I knew."
"I couldn’t do it back then, and I still can’t now."
"No matter how hard I try, why is it never enough?"
"Tell me—why is that?"
Kuang Zhongtang’s eyes burned red as he stared at Chen Chang'an, his composure completely shattered.
After all these years, he had believed he had grown strong enough—so why was it that, in the face of Chen Chang'an, nothing had changed since their last encounter?
Chen Chang'an sighed and patted Kuang Zhongtang’s shoulder. "Why do you insist on this?"
"Didn’t I tell you back then? You can’t hurt me."
"No matter how much effort you put in, it’s pointless."
"Why cling to this obsession?"
Kuang Zhongtang took a deep breath, his gaze hardening with resolve. "No. I will defeat you."
"One way or another, I’ll make you lose—just once."
"I’ll defeat you fair and square."
"I refuse to believe I can’t even scratch you."
Once Kuang Zhongtang’s stubbornness flared up, not even an emperor could rein him in. That was just how unyielding he was.
Da Huang couldn’t take it anymore and interjected, "Why compare yourself to him? Even emperors can’t hurt him. You’re just torturing yourself for no reason."
Emperors?
Even emperors couldn’t harm Chen Chang'an?
Kuang Zhongtang wasn’t surprised—he had long suspected as much.
But Zhou Wanpeng in the sky and the onlookers who had cautiously returned were utterly stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.
The implications of Da Huang’s words were staggering.
What kind of existence could remain unharmed even by an emperor?
Breaking into the Emperor Realm brought about a transformative leap in power—even a newly ascended emperor was incomparably stronger than before.
If Da Huang wasn’t lying, then Chen Chang'an’s strength must be at the peak of the Emperor Realm.
In the current era of the Profound World, there were undoubtedly peak-level emperors—but their identities and numbers were beyond the knowledge of ordinary cultivators.
Yet here, standing before them, might very well be one such supreme expert.
And Kuang Zhongtang, this reckless madman, had dared to attack such a figure? Had he lost his mind?
"Have you ever lost?"
Lost?
Chen Chang'an shook his head. He truly hadn’t—his physical constitution made defeat nearly impossible.
But he didn’t mention that, over all these years, he hadn’t won either, because he had never actually fought back.
"So... I’m not the only one who’s lost to you?"
"Even emperors?"
"Mhm."
"Good! Hahaha!"
"That makes me feel much better."
"But I still won’t give up. Others might fail, but I, Kuang Zhongtang, am different."
"Chen Chang'an, mark my words—one day, I will make you bleed. Even if it’s just a single drop... I swear I’ll do it."
Kuang Zhongtang’s obsession remained unshaken, though now, perhaps, it had transformed into motivation.
Now that he knew Chen Chang'an’s true strength, he had a clearer goal to strive for.
"Actually, hurting him isn’t that hard."
Da Huang’s sudden remark left even Chen Chang'an stunned. Hurting him wasn’t hard?
Chen Chang'an narrowed his eyes at Da Huang, sensing that this bastard was up to no good.
"Oh? How?" Kuang Zhongtang perked up instantly.
"Kiss him. The emotional damage would be devastating."
The moment those words left Da Huang’s mouth, Kuang Zhongtang froze.
Holy shit—what kind of earth-shattering, absurd idea was this? And yet... it made a twisted kind of sense.
Gu Xian'er, standing nearby, couldn’t help but burst into laughter. There was no denying it—Da Huang’s suggestion was lethally effective.
Being kissed by another man would undoubtedly leave deep psychological scars on Chen Chang'an.
Chen Chang'an’s expression darkened. He was seriously considering skinning Da Huang and turning him into stew. Couldn’t this idiot just keep his mouth shut?
What kind of nonsense was this?
After glaring at Da Huang, Chen Chang'an noticed Kuang Zhongtang staring at him—deep in thought.
He... was thinking about it?
What the hell was going through his mind?!
"Kuang Zhongtang, you’d better erase any ridiculous ideas from your head right now."
"Otherwise, I’ll make sure you never get another chance to challenge me," Chen Chang'an said coldly.
"What kind of nonsense is that? I, Kuang Zhongtang, am a man of honor—I would never stoop to such underhanded tactics!"
"Besides, I’ve never kissed anyone before. You think I’d waste my first time on you?"
Kuang Zhongtang had spent his entire life either in battle or on his way to one. Matters of romance? To him, that was a terrifying prospect.
So, despite having lived for so many years, he remained untouched by worldly desires—his first kiss still intact.
"Can't be bothered to waste words on you. I have things to do, so I'm leaving."
"You're leaving just like that? Where to?"
"Alchemy Emperor City. Going to see an old friend."
Alchemy Emperor City?
Hearing those three words, Kuang Zhongtang's face lit up with delight. "What a coincidence—I'm heading there too."
Huh?
He was going as well?
What for? To pick a fight in Alchemy Emperor City?
"You’re going there to start a fight? Are you insane? That place is full of alchemy maniacs. Lay a finger on one of them, and I swear a whole mob will come after you."
Many alchemists might not be particularly strong in combat, but their connections ran deep. After all, countless factions relied on the pills they refined.
The higher an alchemist’s rank, the more formidable their network—and coincidentally, most of such individuals were gathered in Alchemy Emperor City.
"Do you really think I’m an idiot?"
"I’m not going there to fight."
"Then what for?"
"Obviously for… Huh? You don’t know?" Kuang Zhongtang looked at Chen Chang'an in surprise.
"I told you, I’m visiting a friend. What would I know?"
"Not long ago, the Immortal Alchemy Emperor suddenly issued a call for skilled alchemists to gather in Alchemy Emperor City. Rumor has it, it’s for some kind of treasure."
"If even the Immortal Alchemy Emperor values it so highly, of course I’d want to take a look."
"Besides, with so many top-tier alchemists gathered in one place, if I’m lucky, I might befriend one or two. That’s always a good thing, right?"
A treasure?
Damn it, that bastard—could he be targeting my fetal beads?
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
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...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
