Sword gleams and fist shadows!
Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu launched relentless attacks against Xie Yunfei.
Their speed, power, and frequency left the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect utterly stunned.
It was as if the spiritual energy within these two was inexhaustible, showing no signs of depletion.
Moreover, despite the vast gap in cultivation, their strength was not to be underestimated.
"What a pity, truly a pity."
"These two are destined to reach the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm in the future."
"And without a doubt, they would rank among the top combatants."
"Yet today, they will likely perish here in our Heavenly Sword Sect."
The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect sighed helplessly. If possible, he truly wished these two wouldn’t meet their end here.
Especially Ye Zhiqiu—his swordsmanship talent was astonishing.
The sheer intensity of his sword intent made even the Sect Master feel that, in a contest of pure sword will, he might not have absolute confidence in defeating Ye Zhiqiu.
This young man’s swordsmanship talent might even surpass that of their founder, the Heavenly Sword Emperor!
Xie Yunfei, bombarded by their unending assault, grew increasingly irritated.
How could these two, meeting for the first time, coordinate so flawlessly?
For a moment, Xie Yunfei found himself helpless against them.
"Get lost!"
Xie Yunfei roared, unleashing an overwhelming surge of power. At this moment, he held nothing back—not even the safety of his fellow sect members.
The violent shockwave sent Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu flying, while many Heavenly Sword Sect disciples were caught in the blast.
"That madman!"
The Sect Master’s expression darkened. Several low-ranking disciples had lost their lives due to Xie Yunfei’s reckless outburst.
Cough!
Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu spat out mouthfuls of blood.
After all, Xie Yunfei was an Immortal Realm cultivator. No matter how extraordinary these two were, they stood no chance against him.
That they had held out this long was already a remarkable feat.
"To think you two brats forced me to this point."
"You should die without regrets now," Xie Yunfei sneered.
Chen Yunxuan struggled to his feet and glanced at Ye Zhiqiu apologetically. "I dragged you into this. You didn’t have to come."
"Senior Brother, what kind of talk is that? Knowing you were here, how could I stay away?"
"Otherwise, not only would Master despise me, but I’d despise myself."
"Death means nothing. If not for Master, I would’ve died long ago in the Qingyun Sect."
"Today, fighting alongside you, I have no regrets," Ye Zhiqiu replied with a smile.
"Ah, but it’s a shame we won’t see the Patriarch one last time."
Chen Yunxuan sighed. If he had any unfulfilled wish, it was not being able to see Chen Chang'an again.
"Indeed. Let’s hope Master doesn’t grieve too long for us."
"Hmph!"
"If you miss your master so much, I’ll send him down to join you."
At these words, both Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu paled.
"Arrogant fool!"
"You think you’re worthy of facing the Patriarch?"
"A man like you isn’t fit to even tie my master’s shoes!"
"Hahaha!"
"And yet, what can you do?"
"No one can save you today!"
"Die!"
Xie Yunfei had no intention of wasting more words. He struck with full force, unleashing a terrifying wave of energy toward the two.
"Is that truly so?"
A cold voice suddenly echoed across the sky.
At the same time, Xie Yunfei’s devastating attack dissipated into nothingness.
The abrupt turn of events stunned everyone, and all eyes turned toward the source of the voice.
Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu’s faces lit up with joy.
The Patriarch has come!
Master is here!
When the crowd laid eyes on Chen Chang'an, they were taken aback.
So young… and his cultivation? Void Comprehension Realm, First Layer?
The same as Chen Yunxuan?
What kind of joke was this?
"Chen Yunxuan pays respects to the Patriarch."
"Ye Zhiqiu pays respects to Master."
Patriarch? Master?
This man was Chen Yunxuan’s ancestor and Ye Zhiqiu’s teacher?
At Void Comprehension Realm?
Was this some kind of farce?
Or was he concealing his true strength, playing the fool to deceive others?
The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the others studied Chen Chang'an warily. None could discern his true power.
But given what had just transpired, Xie Yunfei was clearly no match for him.
Chen Chang'an glanced at Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu and gave a slight nod before turning his gaze to Xie Yunfei.
"Bullying the weak is something I enjoy as well."
With a cold laugh, an overwhelming pressure erupted from Chen Chang'an’s body.
Xie Yunfei’s face twisted in horror as his legs gave way, forcing him to his knees.
"What… what’s happening? Why has Elder Xie knelt?"
"Must be some technique that man used."
"But why don’t we feel anything?"
"It’s likely targeted only at Elder Xie, sparing the rest of us."
"Sect Master, what level is this man at?"
"I can’t tell. But without a doubt—he’s an Emperor!"
"An Emperor? But he’s only…"
"Fools! Do you think you can see through a powerhouse of his caliber?"
The Heavenly Sword Sect was formidable—swordsmen held an innate advantage in combat. But they had one fatal flaw.
Only one among them had reached the Emperor Realm: the Heavenly Sword Emperor.
For swordsmen, breaking into the Emperor Realm was exceedingly difficult. Many in the sect were stuck at the peak of the Immortal Realm, unable to cross that final threshold.
Even so, no one dared underestimate the combat prowess of the Heavenly Sword Sect’s peak Immortal Realm experts.
Chen Chang'an looked down at Xie Yunfei, who was struggling futilely on his knees, and smirked.
"How does it feel?"
"You said no one could save them."
"Now let me ask you—who do you think can save you?"
Xie Yunfei’s heart filled with terror. He couldn’t even speak.
"Senior!"
"Please show mercy!"
"There are reasons behind this incident. May I explain?"
The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect stepped forward. No matter what, he couldn’t allow Xie Yunfei to be killed.
Xie Yuyan’s death was already a failure on his part as Sect Master. The bloodline of the Heavenly Sword Emperor was already sparse.
If Xie Yunfei died as well, how could he face their founder?
"Explain?"
"Fine. After I kill him, you can explain all you want," Chen Chang'an said indifferently.
The crowd was dumbfounded. What kind of logic was this?
The explanation was meant to plead for mercy.
But if you kill him first, what’s the point of explaining?
"Senior, I know you are an Emperor-level expert."
"But our Heavenly Sword Sect also has an Emperor—moreover, a Sword Emperor."
"Xie Yunfei is a descendant of the Heavenly Sword Emperor's bloodline. Do you realize what you're doing—"
"Enough nonsense!"
Chen Chang'an didn't bother listening to the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect prattle on. Instead, he struck without hesitation, a single sword beam ending Xie Yunfei's life in an instant.
The moment Xie Yunfei was slain, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect was left in stunned silence.
Why?
How could he act so brazenly?
Why didn’t he even demand an explanation?
Chen Chang'an cast a cold glance at the crowd and said indifferently, "He tried to kill those under my protection. That alone is reason enough."
"Would any other explanation even matter?"
Chen Chang'an needed no justification, no backstory. The mere fact that Xie Yunfei had sought to kill Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu was all the reason he required.
"Very well! Very well!"
"Do you truly believe the Heavenly Sword Sect has no one left to stand against you?"
"Form the battle array!"
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?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
