Liu Yan looked at Chen Chang'an with an air of arrogance, his words practically dripping with condescension—as if to say, Young man, I see potential in you, but you're still nothing special.
Chen Chang'an met his gaze and replied with a faint smile, "And yet, I think you're the one who's nothing special."
Hm?
The moment those words left his mouth, Liu Yan's expression darkened. You little shit, pushing your luck, aren't you? I was being polite, and now you think you're hot shit?
"I was going to spare your life, but since you’re so ungrateful..."
"Then just die!"
Liu Yan's eyes turned icy as a surge of bloodthirsty energy erupted from his body, his entire aura turning terrifying in an instant.
Yet, despite the overwhelming bloodthirst, Liu Yan didn’t lose his rationality. His gaze remained sharp—this was merely a method to amplify his combat power.
It was clear that after all these years in the City of No Return, Liu Yan had mastered a technique to harness and control this bloodthirst energy.
"No way, is Liu Yan going all out from the start? Is he trying to obliterate Chen Chang'an in one move?"
"He even activated Blood Detonation! Chen Chang'an is in serious trouble now."
"Who would’ve thought Liu Yan could wield Blood Detonation so skillfully? His talent really is extraordinary."
"Yeah, if you don’t master Blood Detonation properly, the backlash can be fatal."
Blood Detonation?
Chen Chang'an had suspected Liu Yan had some method to control the bloodthirst energy, but he hadn’t expected it to be called Blood Detonation.
It seemed to be a unique cultivation technique specifically designed to manipulate bloodthirst energy.
"Blood Detonation? Interesting."
"A short-term burst of bloodthirst energy to enhance your strength?"
"I’d like to see just how much stronger this makes you," Chen Chang'an said, still smiling faintly.
Seeing Chen Chang'an so dismissive, Liu Yan’s eyes gradually turned crimson. His rage amplified the bloodthirst energy, making it even more volatile.
Chen Chang'an smirked. As I thought—this technique has a flaw. It’s tied to negative emotions.
The moment rage took over, the bloodthirst energy would spiral out of control, eroding the user’s rationality.
And sure enough, Liu Yan had now entered a frenzied state.
"I’ll kill you!"
Liu Yan blurred into motion, charging at Chen Chang'an in a storm of bloodthirst energy.
Chen Chang'an, however, remained unhurried. He wanted to see just how much power a cultivator at the 7th level of the Divine Transformation Realm could unleash with Blood Detonation.
"Holy shit!"
"What the hell am I seeing?"
"Am I hallucinating?"
"Chen Chang'an is actually this terrifying?"
Chen Chang'an stood motionless, letting Liu Yan unleash a relentless barrage of attacks.
The most horrifying part? No matter how ferociously Liu Yan struck, Chen Chang'an didn’t budge—not a single scratch on him.
The sight sent shockwaves through the crowd. Even Yan Xiong’s expression darkened as he considered whether he, despite his higher cultivation, could have withstood Liu Yan’s assault unscathed.
"Fascinating. This kid’s physical resilience is so strong that even an ordinary Void Comprehension Realm cultivator might not be able to harm him."
"No wonder he’s so confident. With this kind of defense, even if he can’t win, he’ll never lose."
Wei Fengtang had initially come to the Medal Arena just following orders, but Chen Chang'an was proving to be a genuine surprise.
"Lord Wei, is Chen Chang'an’s physique truly that formidable?"
"But even so, if his offensive power doesn’t match, how can he achieve a hundred consecutive victories?"
"A draw doesn’t count, after all."
"I think he’ll manage. If his body is this tough, his attacks can’t be weak."
"But Chen Chang'an never engages in close combat. From his last fight, it seems he specializes in swordplay."
"Wasting such an incredible physique to focus on swordsmanship? Isn’t that putting the cart before the horse?"
Listening to the other overseers’ discussion, Wei Fengtang also found it puzzling. Logically, a physique like Chen Chang'an’s was a rare gift.
If he had pursued body refinement, his progress would have been twice as fast. Why choose the sword path instead?
Unless… he was still hiding something?
What no one knew was that Chen Chang'an’s physical resilience was purely defensive—he couldn’t be harmed, but neither could he harm others with his body alone.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t even need to cultivate to become invincible!
"Bastard!"
"Bastard!"
"Why is this happening?"
"Why?!"
Liu Yan’s mind had completely shattered, plunging him into madness. The bloodthirst energy had fully consumed him, turning him into a vessel of pure savagery—all reason gone.
"Good. Stay like this. Keep going."
"Let’s see if your combat power improves in this state."
Chen Chang'an’s words made many in the audience frown. He was toying with Liu Yan—and doing so in an exceptionally cruel way.
In Liu Yan’s current condition, even if he survived, he would become nothing more than a mindless killing machine. And everyone knew what happened to such monsters in the City of No Return—they were exterminated before they could wreak havoc.
Ruthless.
Absolutely ruthless.
Chen Chang'an was breaking him mentally!
But in truth, Chen Chang'an’s only goal was to test the limits of Blood Detonation—to see just how much the bloodthirst energy could enhance one’s strength.
As time passed, Liu Yan became completely overtaken by the bloodthirst energy, with no hope of regaining his senses. Only then did Chen Chang'an decide to end the fight.
"That’s enough."
"Time to die."
Suddenly, an overwhelming aura erupted from Chen Chang'an’s body, blasting Liu Yan backward.
At the same time, a streak of sword light flashed—piercing straight through Liu Yan’s skull.
Thud!
Liu Yan’s corpse collapsed onto the arena floor.
The first battle was over.
"First match—Chen Chang'an wins!"
He won!
Chen Chang'an actually won!
Not that it was unexpected, given how the fight had unfolded.
But before the match began, who could have predicted this outcome?
For the spectators, the biggest loss was their bets—some lost more, some less, but nothing life-threatening.
For the Platinum Medal holders, however, the real dilemma had just begun.
Should they step up? After seeing Liu Yan’s gruesome end, who would dare?
But if they didn’t, wouldn’t Chen Chang'an cruise straight to a hundred consecutive victories?
"Why isn’t anyone going up?"
"No way, are the Platinum Medal holders that scared?"
"Wait, there are stronger fighters than Liu Yan, right? Are they also afraid they can’t beat Chen Chang'an?"
"Shit, are they all just gonna forfeit? Is Chen Chang'an gonna get a free pass to a hundred wins?"
"Holy fuck, I bet on him getting fifty wins—I’m about to get rich!"
"You actually bet on fifty wins? You had that much faith in him?"
"Not at all. Gambling is all about boldness—who knows, you might turn your luck around, right? And as it turns out, my bet wasn’t wrong."
No one dared to step onto the arena, which made Wei Fengtang frown. These Platinum Medal holders were usually so arrogant, fearless, and convinced they were unmatched by anyone.
So why were they all backing down now when it mattered?
"Does no one have the courage to fight in the second round?"
Wei Fengtang’s words sent a ripple of unease through the crowd. Everyone could hear the displeasure lacing his tone.
"Damn it, to hell with it—I’ll go!"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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?"
