Wang City.
Ye Family.
Behind the courtyard.
Ye Qun, his face half-scarred as if frostbitten, glared with dark intensity.
He said nothing, only throwing punch after punch.
The wind from his fists howled, trembling the air around him.
Each strike carried a deep, seething hatred.
Unforgettable!
He would never forget that moment!
Scenes from the National Martial Tournament flashed repeatedly before Ye Qun’s eyes.
Su Muwan’s arrogant, sneering face as she rode her ice dragon, looming over Wang City.
The overwhelming, inescapable wave of frigid spiritual energy that had crashed down upon him.
Back then, he had been filled with ambition—eager to prove to the world that Ye Qun, the jewel of the Ye Family, had returned!
Yet before he could even make his mark in the tournament,
Su Muwan, that venomous woman, had ambushed him without warning!
She had ruined him…
Ye Qun touched the ruined half of his face, his expression twisting into something monstrous.
In that instant, half his face had gone numb from the cold. Though he had survived, the grotesque frostbite scars remained—a permanent brand of humiliation.
His pride, his dignity, his very face—all had been trampled into the dirt!
And that wasn’t all.
Su Muwan had crippled his cultivation that day.
Now, he was nothing but a laughingstock in the eyes of Wang City.
Damn her! Damn her! Damn her!!
All of them—every last one—deserved to die!
"Su Muwan…"
The name tore from Ye Qun’s clenched teeth, his voice warped with hatred.
He lashed out at a stone stool beside him. With a sharp crack, the sturdy stool shattered into pieces, debris scattering wildly.
"You venomous witch!!"
"Just you wait!!"
"I swear I’ll have my revenge—I’ll tear you and your lackeys to pieces!!"
His roar echoed through the courtyard. At this moment, only one thought consumed Ye Qun’s mind: vengeance.
Then—
[Little Ye, don’t act recklessly.]
A frail voice slowly surfaced in Ye Qun’s mind.
"Master?"
Ye Qun’s eyes widened, then blazed with sudden joy. "You’re awake?!"
Though his cultivation had been ruined during the tournament,
it was thanks to his master—hidden within his ring—that he had not only survived death’s doorstep
but also seized opportunities to rebuild his strength, even breaking through to the Domain Realm!
The cost, however, had been steep. His master had expended too much energy and fallen into a deep slumber.
[Little Ye, I awoke because I sensed something…]
[An ancient ruin is about to emerge… and it’s right here in Wang City.]
Ye Qun’s eyes gleamed, but he suppressed his excitement. "Master, forget that for now—are you alright?"
[Heh, don’t worry. I won’t die until I see you dominate this era, Little Ye.]
[I still need you to restore our Taigu Xuan Sect.]
The Taigu Xuan Sect—one of the top sects of the Xuantian Realm.
Once, it stood shoulder-to-shoulder with the Taichu Sacred Land and the Taixuan Demon Sect.
But it had been the first to fall prey to the Frostbane Specter, vanishing into the river of time.
Ye Qun’s gaze darkened.
He was its last successor.
The Taigu Xuantian Scripture—his greatest trump card.
Most of his miraculous recovery could be credited to this very technique.
Calming himself, he asked, "Master, is there something special about this ruin?"
[Yes…]
The weak voice continued,
[Little Ye, I can sense it—this ruin is the ancient remains of our Taigu Xuan Sect. That’s why I was able to awaken.]
[Inside lies the sect’s lost legacy, and only you are worthy of inheriting it.]
[And…]
[My spiritual recovery depends on an artifact within—the Taixuan Pearl.]
[Remember, you must enter and claim both these fortunes.]
[I… will wake again when you step into the ruins…]
The voice faded, leaving no response no matter how Ye Qun called out.
"Master…"
Ye Qun clenched his fists, grief flashing in his eyes.
Who was to blame for his master’s condition?
None other than that venomous woman, Su Muwan!
If she hadn’t ambushed him, his master wouldn’t have exhausted himself to restore Ye Qun’s cultivation.
This was all her fault!
He raised his head, eyes burning with determination.
Ancient ruins.
A lost legacy. The Taixuan Pearl.
Good.
This was his chance—to rise once more and stand at the pinnacle of this era!
So what if spiritual energy had resurged? So what if ancient sects had reappeared?
Ye Qun was destined to dominate this era!
Just you wait, witch.
In two days, I’ll take back everything you stole from me!
……
Taichu Sacred Land.
Beast Spirit Mountain.
Su Bailian strolled leisurely with her spirit beast, Boqi, smugly surveying her domain.
She grinned, scanning her surroundings with satisfaction.
Perfect.
After days of effort, she had officially become the most favored junior disciple of the Taichu Sacred Land.
Elder Gong had been completely fooled by her, thinking she was some kind of genius at raising spirit pets.
In reality, nothing of the sort was true—it was just that Boqi and she shared a heart-to-heart connection!
However, one thing had always left Su Bailian utterly exasperated.
That was the fact that a certain little wretch named Chu Yu kept targeting her.
Whether it was coldly scolding her or taking every opportunity to jab at her with snide remarks, it always made Su Bailian’s stomach churn with anger.
But no matter—sooner or later, she’d make that little bitch regret ever crossing her!
Just then—
"Disciple."
Elder Gong flew over from the distance astride his Devouring Sky Spirit Ox.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he examined the lively and obedient young girl before him, his expression tinged with satisfaction. "The ancient ruins will emerge the day after tomorrow—a once-in-a-millennium opportunity."
"You’ve only just begun your cultivation journey, and your strength is still shallow. This time, you’ll accompany your senior brothers and sisters. Who knows? You might even stumble upon an opportunity or two."
Su Bailian, snapping out of her thoughts, looked up with wide, curious eyes. "Ancient ruins? Master, what’s inside? Is it really that amazing?"
Elder Gong stroked his beard and chuckled, patiently explaining, "Those ruins are a mysterious realm left behind by mighty figures of the past. Inside, you’ll find long-lost cultivation manuals, high-grade magical artifacts, and even rare treasures capable of reshaping spiritual roots or enhancing one’s innate potential."
"Countless cultivators would trek thousands of miles and brave countless dangers just for a single opportunity."
"You’re bright by nature and possess a rare affinity with spirit beasts. If you can find an opportunity that resonates with you, your path of cultivation will become smooth sailing."
Su Bailian’s eyes sparkled with excitement, and she nodded eagerly. "Lianlian understands! I won’t let Master down! But..."
She frowned slightly, her face clouded with worry as she spoke timidly, "Lianlian has never traveled far before. What if I end up holding my senior brothers and sisters back?"
Elder Gong shook his head reassuringly. "No need to worry. Your senior brothers and sisters are experienced—they’ll protect you."
"Moreover..."
Dismounting from the Devouring Sky Spirit Ox, he patted its massive body and declared generously, "As my personal disciple, Lianlian, I’ll lend you my Devouring Sky Spirit Ox, which has accompanied me for tens of thousands of years, to accompany you on this journey."
As he spoke—
"Moo~"
The spirit ox cast a disdainful glance at the tiny Boqi by Su Bailian’s feet, lifting its head arrogantly and snorting.
Boqi, meanwhile, stared unblinkingly at the Devouring Sky Spirit Ox, its mouth hanging open.
Drool dripped from its lips in thick, wet strands.
It trotted up to the ox and barked, "Woof!"
The ox glanced at it and snorted, "Moo (Scram)."
Su Bailian also eyed the spirit ox, her mind churning with thoughts, before sweetly thanking him, "Thank you, Master!"
"You’re the best to me~"
Her soft, sugary voice, drawn out with a lingering sweetness, could melt anyone’s heart.
Elder Gong, flattered by her words, flushed slightly.
His usually stern and rigid expression softened considerably as he cleared his throat, trying to regain some semblance of authority. "You little rascal, always knowing how to sweet-talk this old man."
"This journey to the ancient ruins is fraught with danger. Though your senior brothers and sisters will be with you, you mustn’t let your guard down. Stay sharp at all times."
With that, he pulled out a small spirit beast pouch from his sleeve and handed it to Su Bailian. "Inside are a few Beast Taming Talismans. In an emergency, they can help you command nearby spirit beasts. Consider it a life-saving trinket from your master. Keep it safe."
Su Bailian accepted it with a nod, her eyes brimming with gratitude. "Thank you, Master!"
Hehe, perfect.
The day after tomorrow, I’ll make that little bitch regret ever messing with me!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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.
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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