"Big brother, this City Lord Yun... doesn’t have great taste."
"What do you mean?"
"He actually called you an upright man. Isn’t he blind?"
"Oh? Are you saying I’m not upright?"
"Are you?"
"Am I not?"
"Doesn’t look like it."
"Damn..."
Da Huang’s skepticism annoyed Chen Chang’an so much that he kicked the creature flying.
"See that, Xiao Yao? He’s throwing a tantrum," Da Huang huffed after trotting back indignantly.
"If it were me, I’d kick you too. So rude," Xiao Yao shot back, giving Da Huang a disdainful look.
Huh?
Rude?
Was he really that impolite?
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Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect
"Young Lady Qingluan, this was prepared for you by the Ancestor."
"Tomorrow is the wedding day. Please cooperate."
"Otherwise... you know the consequences."
A female disciple of the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect placed the wedding dress before Qingluan, her gaze a mix of envy and resentment.
Marrying the Ancestor of the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect was a chance to rise from rags to riches—her status would soar, second only to the Ancestor himself.
Qingluan stared at the dress, her expression eerily calm. Her fair skin looked almost bloodless, her delicate features marred by the pallor of her Extreme Yin Saint Body, making her appear frail, as though she might collapse at any moment.
"Are you envious?"
Her voice was soft, barely audible. If not for the disciple’s sharp hearing, she might have missed it.
"Of course! To marry the Ancestor... He’s never taken a wife in all these years."
"Who wouldn’t want such an honor?"
Honor?
Qingluan smirked bitterly. She’d gladly refuse this so-called honor—she knew exactly what kind of man the Ancestor was.
"I’m tired. Leave me," she said flatly.
"Very well."
The disciple didn’t argue. Qingluan had been like this since arriving three days ago—always exhausted, always on the verge of collapse.
Once alone, Qingluan’s brow furrowed as she glared at the wedding dress, disgust flashing in her eyes.
"Is this... really my fate?"
She let out a hollow laugh. She wanted to die but didn’t dare—if she did, the Ancestor’s wrath would fall upon her parents.
Helpless. Resigned.
With a sigh, she dragged her weary body to the table and put on the dress, then applied a faint layer of makeup. The crimson fabric and subtle cosmetics lent her face a fleeting trace of color.
"I wish... tomorrow would never come."
She sat motionless on the bed, staring at the door. When it opened again, her descent into hell would begin.
From sunset to sunrise, she didn’t move. But no miracle came.
When the door finally creaked open, her heart lurched—was this it?
Yet the person who entered wasn’t who she expected. A stranger, dressed in unfamiliar robes.
"That’s—?"
"My father’s jade pendant?"
"How... how do you have it?"
The sight of City Lord Yun’s pendant sent panic coursing through her. Had the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect broken their word? Had they harmed her parents?
"Good thing I sensed your aura back at the City Lord’s estate. Otherwise, I’d never have found you."
"I’m Chen Chang’an. I’m here to save you."
It was indeed Chen Chang’an. After pinpointing Qingluan’s location, he’d used spatial laws to appear directly outside her door.
Chen Chang’an?
Here to save her?
Qingluan eyed him warily. Was this a trick? A test by the Ancestor?
Noticing her hesitation, Chen Chang’an chuckled and sat down casually.
"Relax. Your father begged me to come. This pendant is proof—he said you’d understand once you saw it."
"Still don’t believe me?"
Qingluan studied him for a long moment before speaking.
"I believe you. And I’m grateful... but I won’t leave."
"I won’t risk my parents’ lives for my own."
"The Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect is too dangerous. Leave now, before you get yourself killed."
"Tell my parents... I’m fine. They shouldn’t worry."
Her resolve impressed Chen Chang’an. For a woman, she had the courage of a warrior.
"Don’t worry. No one’s dying today."
"Your father already paid me. If you stay, I’m just pocketing the reward for nothing."
"Xiao Yao, got everything?"
"Loud and clear."
Huh?
Xiao Yao?
Who else was here?
Before Qingluan could react, an exact replica of herself materialized beside Chen Chang’an.
"You... who are you?" she gasped.
"From now on, I’m you."
"No! You’ll lose your purity—your life! I can’t let you do this!" Qingluan shook her head frantically.
"You’re kinder than I expected," Chen Chang’an remarked.
"Relax. I’m not sacrificing my own to that old monster."
"This is just a diversion—to lure everyone into one place."
"Otherwise, it’d be too troublesome to hunt them down one by one."
Qingluan’s eyes widened. This was the Blazing Heaven Immortal Sect! How could he speak so casually of slaughtering them all?
"Trust me. You’ll be safe."
"Just follow our Elder Supreme and leave," Xiao Yao said with a reassuring smile.
Staring at her mirror image—identical in face and voice—Qingluan hesitated.
Could she... really escape?
Had a miracle truly arrived?
"But... how do we get out?"
"I can’t hide like she can. There are watchers everywhere—"
"Wait, have they already heard us?" she whispered urgently.
"Relax. I’ve set up a barrier here. No sound or aura escapes."
"But they’ll notice something’s wrong soon. We need to move now."
"...Alright. How?"
"Like this!"
iaobai: "Councilor Dad, front me some funds. I want to hire ten thousand professional miners for a project!" [Five-Star Mission Issued: Capture the leader of the Blood Heaven Pirate Gang, who is on the run in the Radiant Star Sector. It is said the gang has over a hundred members. Proceed with caution.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, lend me the family's hundred-thousand-strong Lu Army!" [Seven-Star Mission Issued: Subdue a juvenile Void Dragon Beast.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, I'm taking your tamed Void Dragon Beast King out for a family reunion!" I said, System, don't you have any slightly more challenging missions? You're just not up to par! [Nine-Star Mission Issued: Become the Human Councilor.] Lu Xiaobai: "Dad, there's a small matter I'd like to discuss with you..."
'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.
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!
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?!
