"Sigh!"
"Sigh!"
"Sigh!"
"Enough already, damn it!"
"You've been sighing nonstop for half a month since we left."
"If you miss it that much, go back and live in your damn dog cage."
It had been half a month since they left the Luo Shen Palace, and Da Huang had been sighing the entire time by Chen Chang'an's side.
"Sigh... I thought I could handle it, but... I couldn't."
"My beloved ladies... have left me behind."
"Shut up! Are you seriously about to break into song now?"
"Where the hell did you even learn this crap?"
Looking at Da Huang's dramatic display, Chen Chang'an had the urge to kick him. For a dog, he sure acted way too human.
"You don’t get it. You really don’t."
"Sigh... You’re a man without love," Da Huang said with a melancholic expression.
"You can still go back now."
"I haven’t dismantled the dog cage yet."
Hearing this, Da Huang immediately switched to a fawning expression.
"Brother, what are you saying?"
"How could I ever bear to leave you?"
"Come on, let’s go to the broth—uh, I mean, Nine Nether Ravine," Da Huang said with a cheeky grin.
"Da Huang, if you keep acting like this, I’m putting a damn chain on you next time we go out."
A chain?
Da Huang scoffed at the idea. As if a mere chain could restrain him. What a joke.
Seeing his expression, Chen Chang'an smirked. "Did you forget about the restriction seals?"
"If I can put them on a dog cage, why not a chain?"
Oh shit!
How could he have forgotten?
Chen Chang'an had the ability to place restriction seals on any object.
"Brother, that’s just hurtful, you know?"
"We’re good pals, no need for that."
"Who’s your pal? Shut up and let’s get moving."
"Got it, brother! Wanna ride me?"
"Stop hanging out with Xuan Wudao. You’re getting way too damn sleazy."
Da Huang had always been a bit of a mess, but lately, he’d crossed into full-blown degeneracy.
He had zero dignity as a qilin—just acting more and more like a damn dog.
Had his soul rotted from staying in this form too long?
Achoo!
Meanwhile, in the forbidden grounds of the Wuji Sect, Xuan Wudao—currently serving his confinement—suddenly sneezed, which puzzled him.
"Strange. I’m already at the Deathless Realm. How can I still sneeze?"
"Maybe some brothel girl is missing me?"
"Ah, seems my charm still lingers."
"Too bad I’m stuck here."
Hm?
Someone’s here?
Xuan Wudao sensed the Sect Master of Wuji Sect approaching and frowned. What was this guy doing here?
"Junior Brother, how’ve you been holding up?"
"Everything good?"
Xuan Wudao shot him a look. "Great. Just great. Wanna join me for a while?"
"No thanks. I didn’t break any rules or visit brothels."
"You weren’t like this before. What happened?"
"Are you here just to annoy me?" Xuan Wudao snapped.
"I have a question."
"Spit it out."
"I heard Ye Zhiqiu’s master is someone named Chen Chang'an. Is he the same one you know?"
Ye Zhiqiu?
"You mean the one ranked second on the Human Ranking?" Xuan Wudao frowned.
"Exactly. Rumor says his master is Chen Chang'an, so I came to ask you."
"Hmm... Not sure. Chen Chang'an never mentioned it."
"Why?"
"Ye Zhiqiu is challenging Lin Daoyi, the sword prodigy of the Nine Heavens Sect. They invited me to watch."
Lin Daoyi?
"The Nine Heavens Sect has a sword prodigy? Never heard of him."
"Of course you haven’t. You’ve been gone for ages. Lin Daoyi’s a genius who emerged in the last century."
"His sword talent is exceptional, and the sect’s grooming him as their next leader."
"He’s only in his eighties but already at the Supreme Realm."
A Supreme Realm cultivator at eighty? That was impressive. No wonder they were investing in him.
In the Central Heaven Domain, reaching the Supreme Realm before a hundred was a major milestone. If someone achieved it, they were guaranteed to break through to the Deathless Realm before five hundred.
As for reaching the Emperor Realm? That depended on fate.
But freaks like Chen Yunxuan and Ye Zhiqiu—ranked at the top of the Human Ranking—were once-in-a-millennium anomalies. Normal standards didn’t apply to them.
"So what’s this got to do with me?"
"I’m stuck here," Xuan Wudao said, confused.
"The Grand Elder said if Ye Zhiqiu really is Chen Chang'an’s disciple..."
"You’re coming with me. Just in case things go sideways, we’ll side with Ye Zhiqiu."
Wait.
No more confinement?
"Let’s go!"
"Huh? Where?"
"To the Nine Heavens Sect!"
"So Ye Zhiqiu is your Chen Chang'an’s disciple?"
"How the hell should I know? But probably. Who else could train such a monster?"
"We’ll find out when we get there."
For Xuan Wudao, this was a golden opportunity. Whether it was true or not, he’d make it true.
Besides, he had a strong feeling Ye Zhiqiu really was Chen Chang'an’s disciple.
Chen Chang'an rarely fought, but when he did, his swordplay was evident—though most couldn’t tell because he never needed a second strike.
Only those close to him, like Xuan Wudao, knew the truth.
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Meanwhile, news of Ye Zhiqiu’s challenge against Lin Daoyi had spread like wildfire.
A Human Ranking prodigy at the Hollow Void Realm daring to challenge a Supreme Realm expert? It was unheard of.
"Lin Daoyi’s a genius in his own right. How’s he gonna feel being challenged by a kid in his twenties?"
"Probably pissed. But Ye Zhiqiu’s no ordinary kid—he’s second on the Human Ranking."
"Still, the gap in cultivation is huge. Isn’t this arrogance?"
"Totally. Does he think ranking second makes him invincible?"
The crowd buzzed with skepticism. No one believed Ye Zhiqiu stood a chance against the seasoned Lin Daoyi.
The Nine Heavens Sect was packed—some invited, others drawn by the spectacle.
The Sect Master of Wuji Sect and Xuan Wudao arrived early.
"Damn, so many people?" Xuan Wudao hadn’t expected this level of interest.
"Of course. Everyone wants to see what the Human Ranking’s second place is made of."
"Don’t forget, in just over two years, it will be time for the Earth Ranking battles."
"By observing Ye Zhiqiu’s strength, everyone can also gauge Chen Yunxuan’s limits," the Sect Master of Wuji Sect said with a smile.
"That brat—so many people have arrived, yet he’s still not here?"
"He’s coming!"
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."
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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.”
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
