"You!"
The Deputy Palace Master of Yunling Palace glared at Chen Chang'an with fury.
At that moment, Hua Wulei, the Heavenly Sword Emperor, and others also turned their gazes toward him.
Being stared down by so many powerful figures with such hostility sent a shiver down the Deputy Palace Master’s spine.
Damn it, how could I forget Chen Chang'an has so many allies?
"Chen Chang'an, you’re just relying on numbers to bully the few!"
"Exactly. I am using numbers to bully you. Got a problem with that?"
"You—"
The Deputy Palace Master never expected Chen Chang'an to be so brazen.
How shameless can one be?
Openly ganging up on someone?
Does he have no dignity?
"Fine. You have the numbers. Yunling Palace won’t stoop to your level."
"Oh? Not stooping to my level?"
Chen Chang'an smirked. "So, if you had the numbers, you’d be fine with it?"
"At the very least, Yunling Palace would never resort to such underhanded tactics."
"We disdain such behavior."
Hearing this, Gu Xian'er and the others' expressions turned icy.
The Deputy Palace Master hadn’t expected his words to provoke so many.
What’s so great about Chen Chang'an that they’d defend him like this?
"Look at you all, with those scary expressions. You’ll frighten the poor man."
"Let’s keep it civil, shall we?" Chen Chang'an chuckled, signaling for everyone to calm down.
Then, he glanced at the Deputy Palace Master and grinned. "Honestly, dealing with you doesn’t even require this many people."
"This one’s enough."
This one?
When Chen Chang'an pointed at Da Huang, the Deputy Palace Master’s face darkened.
What an insult!
"You’re joking. Are you saying the Deputy Palace Master of Yunling Palace is inferior to a dog?"
"Even if it’s a demon beast, so what? I—"
BAM!
Before he could finish, Da Huang lunged forward and smacked him away with a single paw.
"Damn right you’re inferior to a dog. Got a problem with that?" Da Huang sneered.
"Deputy Palace Master!"
"Are you alright, Deputy Palace Master?"
The Yunling Palace disciples rushed over in panic.
"How… how is this possible?"
The Deputy Palace Master lay sprawled on the ground, his worldview shattered.
"I… I lost to a dog?"
He was an Emperor-level expert! Not yet at the peak, but still far beyond the reach of ordinary Emperors.
Yet this mangy mutt had struck him down effortlessly.
Not just him—everyone present was stunned.
They’d all noticed Da Huang by Chen Chang'an’s side but dismissed him as a mere pet, perhaps trained to speak as a novelty.
Who could’ve guessed this unremarkable, slightly sleazy-looking dog was so terrifyingly strong?
Very few had witnessed Da Huang’s true power—only those who’d followed Chen Chang'an for a long time.
After all, Da Huang spent most of his time lazing around, avoiding work whenever possible.
"Unbelievable. Even Chen Chang'an’s dog is this strong?"
"Holy hell, how powerful must Chen Chang'an himself be?"
"Obviously. You think just anyone becomes the Palace Master of Luoshen Palace or the Heavenly Sword Emperor’s master?"
"Don’t forget, even someone as formidable as Gu Tianyuan gets called ‘Little Gu’ by him."
"Hiss—"
"Terrifying."
"Absolutely terrifying!"
The crowd stared at Chen Chang'an with growing awe, the air thick with sharp intakes of breath.
This wasn’t just a lesson for Yunling Palace—it was a warning to everyone else: stay in line, or you’re next.
Sure enough, after this spectacle, the crowd became far more subdued. If not for the sheer number of people, many would’ve backed away to avoid drawing Chen Chang'an’s attention.
The testing continued, but few results stood out. Some qualified, but their combat ratings failed to impress.
"Hah! I passed! Eight stars—my combat power is eight stars!"
"Ugh, only seven. Normally I’d be thrilled, but now…"
"Don’t sweat it. Seven’s still great—better than most. No point comparing yourself to those freaks; you’ll just go mad."
"True. Seven stars is proof enough of my strength."
"Nine stars! Someone just scored nine stars over there!"
"Seems the later it gets, the more monsters show up."
"Whoa! What’s happening? Look over there!"
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light erupted, drawing all eyes.
Chen Chang'an noticed it too. The radiance matched—even surpassed—what Gu Xian'er and Gu Fengyao had produced.
The two women frowned. Another prodigy?
Who? Chen Yunxuan? Ye Zhiqiu?
Though they were all at the foot of Taihua Peak, the area was vast, crowded, and dotted with testing monuments.
The newcomer was far from Chen Chang'an’s group, but distance didn’t hinder his perception.
"Ah, it’s that kid," Chen Chang'an said lightly.
"You know him? Is it Chen Yunxuan or Ye Zhiqiu?" Gu Xian'er asked curiously.
"Neither. It’s Li Qiye."
"Let’s go see the show."
Li Qiye?
The fifth-ranked Li Qiye? He’s here?
By now, a crowd had gathered around Li Qiye’s testing monument, buzzing with excitement.
Another once-in-a-generation talent?
"Anyone recognize him?"
"Nope."
"Is that Chen Yunxuan?"
"Doesn’t look like him."
"Maybe Ye Zhiqiu?"
"Definitely not. Ye Zhiqiu always carries a sword, and this guy doesn’t have one. His vibe’s all wrong for a swordsman anyway."
"If he’s not Chen Yunxuan or Ye Zhiqiu, who is he? Another dark horse?"
"Given his age… could it be Li Qiye, ranked fifth on the Human Rankings?"
"Li Qiye? No way. When the rankings ended, he was only at the ninth level of the Divine Transformation Realm."
"Even with rewards, he’d only reach the first or second level of the Hollow Void Realm."
"But his cultivation now… Emperor Realm, first level?"
"In just over two and a half years since the rankings, he jumped that far?"
"Don’t forget, Li Qiye’s a year younger than Chen Yunxuan and rose to prominence a year later."
"If he’d started earlier, his strength might’ve rivaled Chen Yunxuan’s."
"Quiet! The golden light’s fading!"
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."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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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.”
