Wait a second?
Huh?
What did they see?
The smiles on the faces of the Bright Moon Sect disciples around them froze.
They stared at He San, whose cheek was swollen and whose body was trembling violently, their eyes widening in shock.
Senior Brother... got slapped?!
Disgrace! Disgrace!! This is nothing short of a humiliation that will nail me to the pillar of shame!
He San was about to faint from anger. He couldn’t believe that he, the personal disciple of the Bright Moon Sect’s Sect Master, a powerful Domain Realm expert!!
At this very moment, had been slapped by a mere ant?!
And in front of everyone, no less?!
Now, not only would his junior brothers laugh at him behind his back, but he would also be ridiculed by his senior brothers and sisters for the rest of his life.
A newly emerged ancient prodigy, making his debut, only to be slapped in the face right after appearing. This... this... this!!!
“You’re dead!!!”
He San’s eyes turned blood-red, his face filled with rage.
He stared fiercely at Qin Luo. At this moment, he didn’t care about alliances, treaties, or warnings.
All he wanted to do now was kill this audacious ant in front of him!!!
Boom!!
A powerful aura erupted from his body.
The aura of the Domain Realm was on full display!!
“Good. It’s been a long time since someone has made me this angry.”
He San took a deep breath, his cold gaze fixed on Qin Luo as he said icily, “Ant, you brought this upon yourself.”
“I will make sure you die without a burial ground!”
The Bright Moon Sect disciples around them gasped in unison.
Their eyes were filled with shock.
Senior Brother He San’s cultivation had actually broken through again!
Truly one of the prodigies of their Bright Moon Sect!
They swallowed hard and turned their gazes toward Qin Luo.
What a pity for this modern martial artist. Provoking Senior Brother He San meant there was no chance of survival left in this world for you!
Below.
The people of Jiang City exchanged confused glances.
“What’s going on? That guy got slapped by Master Qin, and now he’s acting like it’s life or death?”
“Yeah, shouldn’t he be kneeling on the ground, grateful for Master Qin’s slap?”
“I don’t get it. How dare he threaten Master Qin like that? He must be some ridiculous barbarian from some backwater place.”
“Stop talking. Let’s just cripple this barbarian and vent our anger.”
Backwater place?
Barbarian?
These ants are truly blind!
He San’s eye twitched. He was now considering whether he should even bother recruiting these people.
Their brains were clearly not functioning properly!
And what about this ant in front of him?
Just as he was thinking this.
The ant he thought was nothing more than a weakling, Qin Luo, simply sneered, “Die without a burial ground?”
“With what?”
“You’re not even worthy!”
Buzz—!
The blatant mockery instantly sent He San into a frenzy. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he swore to utterly annihilate this arrogant Qin Luo.
He raised his hand, spiritual energy surging like a tidal wave. His body shot forward like a gust of wind, his face twisted in rage as he roared, “Ant! You’re asking for death!!”
However!
At this critical moment, a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation erupted from the crowd below.
Followed by a cold snort.
Like the breaking of ice at dawn, it sent shivers through everyone’s hearts.
“A mere trash like you dares to lay a hand on my Qin Luo?”
“You’re the one asking for death!”
Boom!!
As the voice rang out, an icy chill swept over the Bright Moon Sect disciples, freezing them to their cores. It felt as if even the air had solidified in that instant.
“!!!”
He San’s pupils trembled. He wanted to pull back and retreat.
But!
Su Muwan’s attack was as swift as lightning. Icy spiritual energy surged out.
In an instant, He San was completely enveloped.
Crack!!
He San’s face twisted, his body frozen mid-air.
What... just happened?
His entire body was stiff, his fingers unable to move. The only thing he could still control was his eyeballs.
He looked at the person standing in front of Qin Luo, and his heart sank like a stone.
When he saw that person’s face clearly, he muttered in disbelief, “How could it be...?”
Bang—!
Before he could finish.
Under the shocked gazes of the Bright Moon Sect disciples, He San turned into ice crystals and vanished from the world.
The crowd was stunned: “Senior Brother He San... is dead?”
After dealing with him, Su Muwan curled her lip in disdain: “What a joke, daring to cause trouble in Jiang City.”
“Absolutely ridiculous.”
Qin Luo nodded in agreement: “Even an ancient prodigy is nothing more than an ant in front of the young lady.”
“By the way, young lady.”
Qin Luo pointed at the celestial staircase and smiled: “Shall we go up and take a look at this so-called sect?”
“Sure!”
Meanwhile.
At the alliance headquarters, Ouyang Xuan was pacing back and forth in his office.
He stared at the phone on his desk, deep in thought.
Although he had agreed to Qin Luo’s proposal to form the 【Destiny Squad】, a team dedicated to hunting down the prodigies of various sects to weaken their strength.
But...
Just half an hour ago, the Bright Moon Sect had descended a celestial staircase over Jiang City to recruit disciples.
This wouldn’t have been a big deal if it were any other city, but it had to be Jiang City.
That was Qin Luo and Su Muwan’s territory.
Given their personalities, they wouldn’t...
Ouyang Xuan shook his head.
No, Qin Luo had said they would hunt the prodigies in secret. Logically, they would at least put on a show of cooperation on the surface.
At that moment.
A member rushed in, panicked: “Minister Ouyang! It’s bad!”
“What’s going on? Why are you in such a hurry?”
Ouyang Xuan frowned at his secretary, who had been with him for years. How could he still be so flustered after all this time?
The man swallowed hard, his voice trembling: “Su Muwan and Qin Luo have gone on a rampage!! The Bright Moon Sect is about to be wiped out!!”
Ouyang Xuan: !!!!
What?!!
Ouyang Xuan’s pupils shook. What the—!
You’re not even pretending anymore?!
“Quick! Teleport to Jiang City!! Now, immediately!”
“Oh...”
The man was stunned. Why was Minister Ouyang in such a rush?
....
....
Above the clouds, the Bright Moon Sect.
As a top-tier ancient sect, their strength was naturally extraordinary.
Their Sect Master was a late-stage Spirit Source Realm expert.
【Initial Realm, Entry Realm, Mastery Realm, Peak Realm, Return to Simplicity, Domain Realm, Spirit Source Realm, True Spirit Realm, Supreme Realm】
Wen Mo had chosen to join the Bright Moon Sect precisely because of its geographical advantage, which allowed the sect to remain undisturbed by worldly affairs.
After joining the sect, he quickly demonstrated his talent in swordsmanship.
His cultivation had also broken through to the late-stage Domain Realm, just one step away from reaching the Spirit Source Realm, making him a dual prodigy in both swordsmanship and cultivation.
Even though times had changed and the sect had been sealed in ice.
He still believed that after emerging, he would remain a peerless prodigy who could dominate the era.
But...
But why?
Why was reality so cruel?
“Boring.”
“Is this the strongest prodigy you’ve got?”
Qin Luo chuckled as he lifted Wen Mo by the neck, his expression utterly arrogant.
Su Muwan yawned lazily beside him: “How dull. I thought these ancient sects would be stronger.”
On the other side, groups of Bright Moon Sect disciples lay collapsed on the ground.
Some were frozen by the extreme cold, some had swollen cheeks, and others were covered in a sickly green hue from poisoning.
Especially the elder at the forefront, clutching his chest, his face filled with shock: "The warning of the Supreme Mystic Ancestor... was indeed true..."
He struggled to look at the pair of tyrants before him.
In just ten minutes...
Their Bright Moon Sect... had been completely annihilated!
And the woman's face! It was exactly the same as the Frostbite Demon recorded in their archives!
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?!
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!
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!
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
