Finally, the two quietly left, and Li Changan gave up on taking that gamble.
Wen Anran didn't think too much about it. He simply felt that since the other party was extremely powerful, it would be best to leave. Although his own abilities didn't sense anything, he still unconditionally trusted Li Changan's words.
In the past few days of their interaction, Li Changan had proven himself. Even without any special abilities, his almost animalistic intuition had helped him avoid danger multiple times.
Even though Wen Anran had personally killed more than ten people, even more than Li Changan, he couldn't feel any sense of superiority.
The words spoken by Li Changan, still occasionally echoed in his mind.
"The first one I killed was a dwarf. His ability was quite domineering; he could seal other people's abilities. But it was useless against me, so it was quite easy to kill him."
"The second one was a fire manipulator. He ambushed me, quite strong."
"The third one had teleportation ability. Not very clever, so it was relatively easy to deal with."
"The fourth one was the beastification ability. At the time, I was severely injured and running a fever, and he almost killed me."
It was all gibberish!
Wen Anran even began to doubt Li Changan's luck. Except for the first dwarf, the other three were not easy opponents, especially for someone without any special abilities.
As Wen Anran pondered about what lay ahead, Li Changan was considering the Three Zhenghe. There were probably at least three people in the bodies on the ground, at least three left hands. But even with these three points, the Three Zhenghe's score didn't exceed the seventh place!
In Li Changan's mind, the highest level of threat was Charles, followed by the Three Zhenghe. However, if the two were to fight within ten meters, Li Changan felt that the latter had a greater chance of winning.
It was just a gut feeling, an intuition that didn't require simulating the process of the battle. The Three Zhenghe's strength was unquestionable. Perhaps those who first encountered her might have doubts, but after personally exchanging blows, Li Changan elevated the Three Zhenghe to the opponent he least wanted to encounter.
No one else.
Regardless of what she held in her hand, the scars she left behind were indestructible. As long as she swung her blade fast enough, those scars would become an unbreakable shield wall.
What was such a powerful person doing without killing? It couldn't be that she couldn't bring herself to kill, right? Impossible. The way she shattered corpses with her bare hands was enough to demonstrate her mental fortitude.
I can't figure it out. I really can't figure it out.
"Li Changan," Wen Anran finally couldn't hold back the question that had been brewing for days. "Have you participated in the trials more than once?"
Li Changan, who was running, suddenly paused. A few seconds of hesitation was equivalent to giving an answer, and he directly responded, "Yes, more than once."
"No wonder you have a good grasp of how to defend against people. If you were a hunter, you should be more familiar with monsters," Wen Anran said, leaving one sentence unsaid. Li Changan had no psychological burden when it came to killing, without a shred of guilt.
Unless there was something wrong with him psychologically, the vast majority of people couldn't control the guilt that arose in their hearts. But Li Changan could. He didn't hesitate when he struck, didn't show mercy, like a monster.
"Well, then tell me about the trials you participated in before. We have nothing to do right now, and I can be sure there's no danger." Running all the way had made Wen Anran exceedingly bored, to the point where he started yawning.
Listening to the yawn in his earphones, Li Changan sighed and said, "The last time was the Wuxuan Trial, and the final winner was a big guy who called himself the Barbarian God. He caught a telepath and severed his limbs, using him as a guide."
"Over a hundred people died at his hands. He's a maniac. If you end up winning and join the military, you'll encounter him."
Wen Anran curled her lips and replied, "I don't want to meet someone like him, but you did manage to survive. You're quite impressive!"
"Barely survived. At that time, my chest was almost pierced, but my heart was fine. He didn't fare well either. I broke two of his ribs and shattered his kidney. If you meet him, don't mention knowing me. I'm afraid he'll harm you." Li Changan expressed his concern and earnestly warned her.
Wen Anran echoed, seemingly not taking it to heart.
The direction they were heading followed the edge of the city, next to the black boundary. Wen Anran's senses detected no danger, making it the most suitable direction to proceed.
However, shortly after they stopped, they saw a figure stumbling out of an alley, covered in blood and clutching something, struggling to crawl. It seemed that something terrifying was chasing him from behind.
"It seems your ability has malfunctioned. There's a battle going on here." Li Changan leaned against the wall, exposing only half of his head to observe.
Wen Anran was taken aback and immediately retorted, "No, my ability wouldn't have this kind of error. Otherwise, I would have died long ago, even if I made a mistake just once!"
"Then what's going on? Come up and take a look." Li Changan glanced again, and the man had already stopped moving, seemingly lifeless.
Did he die from excessive blood loss?
The imagined pursuer also failed to appear.
Half a minute later, Wen Anran stood beside Li Changan, without any concealment, standing boldly in the middle of the road.
"Come on, let me prove to you that my ability is fine. There's no danger here!" Wen Anran stood with hands on hips, challenging.
Helplessly, Li Changan pulled him to his side and whispered, "You can't rely too much on your ability. It's a weapon. You have to separate the weapon from yourself. I'll go and have a look. You wait here!"
Without further discussion, Li Changan forcefully left Wen Anran behind and climbed up the wall, less than five meters high, like a gecko, crawling forward.
Looking down from above, he saw a rat that was about nine meters long. It was already dead, its belly sliced open with its entrails scattered on the ground. There were corrosive traces on the surrounding area, and upon closer inspection, each trace was stained with blood.
Confirming there was no danger, Li Changan allowed Wen Anran to approach and mentally simulated the battle.
First, something attracted the rat, then a person fell from above. The first strike hit the rat's head, and the final blow was the blade slicing open its belly, causing the blood to spurt out with a corrosive effect, resulting in a mutual destruction.
There were no traces of a third person at the scene. Li Changan directly picked up a steel rod and walked toward the man's corpse.
"Why are you doing this? This blood could be poisonous. Don't touch it!" Wen Anran quickly intervened.
"Just think about it." Li Changan didn't back down. "This is a trial. Killing monsters doesn't earn us any extra points. If we're hungry, we can hunt small rats. But why would he attack this big creature? It means this big creature is valuable!"
Gently pushing Wen Anran aside, Li Changan approached the corpse and used a steel rod to pry at it while saying, "In trials, there are occasionally special things that appear, like the Star Destruction Cannon, which doesn't belong to this era. Some people have even found flying swords."
"If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid this creature is holding something similar in its arms. That's a real treasure."
"As long as you take this with you and win, even when you join the military, people will pay more attention to you."
This was the first time Li Changan encountered a treasure in the trial facility, and he was so excited that he didn't notice what was behind him.
Wen Anran raised his hand, pointing at Li Changan, but hesitated slightly during the last sentence, and eventually lowered his hand.

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.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

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!