In a secret chamber.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Song Ming sat cross-legged, surrounded by a dense aura of true energy. This energy swirled around him like nimble silver snakes, quickly surging into his body. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, and his expression was unusually solemn. As the true energy continued to flow in, a violent force seemed to stir within his dantian.
He closed his eyes and sank his mind into his dantian, carefully guiding the turbulent true energy through his meridians. The energy surged and surged within him, each circulation bringing excruciating pain, but Song Ming clenched his teeth and did not waver.
Boom!
Accompanied by a gust of wind.
The true energy in his body suddenly reached its saturation point, breaking through the final barrier in an instant. Under the surging energy, the entire chamber trembled at that moment.
Rakshasa Technique!! Perfected!!!
Song Ming slowly opened his eyes, which gleamed with a cold and sharp light. He stood up, clenched his fists, and his expression was exhilarated.
Six years, a full six years.
His Rakshasa Technique had finally reached perfection!!!
And he had officially stepped into the Mid Peak Realm!
"It's time to... unify the martial arts world."
But before that...
There were some matters he needed to handle.
Song Ming satisfiedly curled his lips into a cold smile. He looked at the door of the secret room, slowly stepped forward, and pushed it open.
As the door opened, a burst of sunlight appeared.
Song Ming saw a group of people standing in front of the chamber door.
It turned out that the four hall masters of the Rakshasa Palace had all led their subordinates to block the entrance of the chamber.
Song Ming glanced around.
From left to right were the hall masters of Wind Cloud Hall, Red Wind Hall, Green Leaf Hall, and Green Shadow Hall.
All four of them were brothers who had fought side by side with him six years ago.
However...
Song Ming looked at Xia Gao, as if he had sensed something, and said indifferently, "Xia Gao, are you here to welcome me out of seclusion?"
However.
As soon as these words were spoken.
Xia Gao burst into sarcastic laughter: "Hahaha! Welcome you?!"
"Don't make people laugh, Song Ming!!"
"Who do you think you are!?"
The hall master of Red Wind Hall stepped forward and roared, "That's right!"
"Six years, a full six years! Do you know how we brothers have been living?"
"You ignored the Rakshasa Palace while in prison, and the underlings have long been full of complaints!! We can't wait any longer!!"
Another hall master chimed in, "Exactly, you disappeared for six years, and all the affairs of the Rakshasa Palace were handled by the four of us! Your father hasn't even shown his face at the Rakshasa Palace!"
"Now that you're out, you still think you're the boss. Why should we recognize you!?"
Song Ming looked at them silently.
Then, he slowly spoke, "So, you all want to... force me to abdicate today?"
As the words fell.
After a moment of silence, Xia Gao sneered, "Just abdicating is not enough."
"You must die here!"
"Only then can we feel at ease to let Xiao Lian lead us to unify the underworld!"
Hearing this.
The expressions of the hall masters also showed friendly looks: "That's right, Xiao Lian is the one we want to follow. She understands our hardships."
"Exactly, Song Ming, the last time you came, we didn't want to do this, but you actually came to show off in front of us!"
"What right do you have to show off! Not even an air conditioner for us! It was Xiao Lian who finally paid for it!"
"That's right! We know! Xiao Lian lived like a dog in your Song family!"
Xia Gao was too lazy to waste any more words with him. He ordered with a shout, "Everyone! Take down Song Ming!"
However.
At this moment, a familiar voice came: "Wait."
?!
Everyone was stunned, then turned around to see Su Bailian walking out from the crowd.
Her face was filled with an innocent expression.
"Xiao Lian, why are you here?"
Xia Gao asked in surprise, then showed a worried expression: "It's dangerous here, you should leave quickly."
However.
Su Bailian ignored Xia Gao and walked straight to Song Ming's side.
Then.
In front of the stunned hall masters.
She looked at Xia Gao and the others with a disappointed expression and said, "Lian Lian was actually sent by Brother Ming to test you."
"But I didn't expect..."
Su Bailian covered her mouth, her eyes reddened, and she choked up, "You actually harbored disloyal intentions."
The hall masters: !!!
As Su Bailian's words fell.
Swish, swish, swish!!
All the underlings of the hall masters pointed their weapons at Xia Gao and the others.
In an instant.
The expressions of the four hall masters twisted and turned pale.
They looked at Su Bailian in disbelief: "Xiao Lian, you actually..."
Please, don't act so clichéd with your shocked expressions, you bunch of idiots.
Su Bailian rolled her eyes inwardly.
On the surface.
She wept, hiding behind Song Ming, disappointed: "You have disappointed Brother Ming and me so much."
Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts trembled.
Thud!
"Big brother!!! Spare us!!!"
Xia Gao directly knelt on the ground, trembling and begging.
"We were wrong, we were wrong!!!"
"Big brother, we dare not anymore!"
Song Ming coldly looked at them for a long time.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath.
Then, he opened his eyes and looked at the four begging men, saying coldly, "Get out!! And never set foot in the underworld again!"
".....Yes!!!"
Song Ming ultimately couldn't bring himself to harm these brothers.
Most importantly, he didn't want Su Bailian to see his violent side.
Su Bailian beside him pouted.
Tch~ Boring, I wanted to see a bloodbath.
With the matter settled.
Song Ming clenched his fist and looked at the crowd of underlings in front of him, saying in a deep voice, "All members of the Rakshasa Palace, listen up!"
"I have allied with the major forces of Jiang City and the Black Dragon Organization!"
"So from today onwards!"
Song Ming took a deep breath, his eyes bursting with dominance: "Unify Jiang City!!!"
"Unify Jiang City!"
"Unify Jiang City!"
"Unify Jiang City!"
Song Ming's expression was excited. Finally... his goal was about to be achieved.
He looked at the pitiful Su Bailian beside him.
After unifying Jiang City, I will... confess my feelings to Su Bailian.
.....
....
That night.
A major news spread online.
【The Rakshasa Palace officially declares war on the Su family! Unifying Jiang City is just around the corner!】
【Let's take a look at the allies of the Rakshasa Palace】
【The Jiang family, the Li family, the Song family..........】
"Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family, has been bullying men and committing all kinds of evil. We can no longer endure it!"
"Destroy the Su family! Destroy Su Muwan!"
"Destroy the Su family! Destroy Su Muwan!"
"Saying it so nicely, isn't it just wanting to swallow the Su family's industries?"
"Ah, it's an old tradition. Every ten or twenty years, there's always a martial arts family in a city that erupts into a turf war."
"We just sit back and watch the results."
“Alas, I heard that the old master of the Su family is not in good health. The Su family... I fear it may be destroyed.”
"Ah, yes, in the long river of history, there are always ups and downs."
"Even the Su family cannot survive under the siege of so many families."
And as the night fell.
The battle for the unification of Jiang City's forces... officially began!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

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.

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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.”