"Don't kill me..." The rapidly draining vitality from his body left him with little strength to open his mouth. His words were somewhat slurred, and fresh blood continuously bubbled out from his trembling lips.
Despite this, Lin Xiao still heard what he said clearly.
Liao Pantu, who had long since hurried down the mountain to watch, saw that Lin Xiao's raised sword had yet to fall, and the Nascent Soul cultivator seemed to still be begging for mercy. He felt quite worried in his heart.
He feared Lin Xiao was too soft-hearted to strike.
Although Liao Pantu usually thought Lin Xiao's kindness was a good thing, at this moment, he still hoped Lin Xiao would eliminate this Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, the next moment, Liao Pantu let out a long breath, realizing his worries were entirely superfluous.
He saw Lin Xiao raise the sword in his hand, pointing it straight at Wei Hai. Looking at Wei Hai with a calm and resolute gaze, he said:
"Although I am unwilling to kill, I am even more unwilling for the world to ever see scum like you again."
Lin Xiao knew very well that in this world, the sword in his hand would eventually be stained with blood.
Right now was merely a beginning.
If this person was not eliminated, he would definitely become a huge threat in the future.
And this world did not have laws that could punish this person.
Sparing his life meant he would not receive any punishment whatsoever.
Moreover, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, he still had the ability to seek revenge.
Lin Xiao cared about too many people; no matter who this person targeted in the future, Lin Xiao would not be able to bear it.
Therefore, with a thrust of his sword light, he completely shattered Wei Hai's Nascent Soul.
Without his Nascent Soul, Wei Hai essentially lost all his cultivation. Stripped of his cultivation, he transformed from a middle-aged man into a decrepit old man in the blink of an eye.
Before long, the Nascent Soul-less Wei Hai's breathing weakened, and in just a few moments, his head drooped completely, and he closed his eyes forever.
Seeing this, Lin Xiao gently exhaled.
He then turned and stepped out of the Yin-Yang Life and Death Array, speaking to Liu Yunan, who had been controlling the array from the side:
"Baldy, destroy his soul."
"Alright!"
Liu Yunan agreed and was just about to use the soul destruction technique when a voice suddenly called out:
"Wait!" The person stopping him was none other than Liao Pantu.
The crowd that had come down the mountain to watch all looked at him in confusion.
They watched as Liao Pantu immediately entered the Yin-Yang Life and Death Array, thoroughly searching the seemingly dead Nascent Soul cultivator from head to toe, and fishing out several storage rings and storage bags.
Only then did he walk out with a satisfied expression and say to Liu Yunan:
"All good now, go ahead."
Liu Yunan immediately unleashed the Yin-Yang Life and Death Array's full-range killing move: Soul Destruction.
In an instant, all life within the entire array was purged.
Wei Hai's corpse vanished in the blink of an eye, not even leaving a speck of dust behind.
Seeing this, the crowd let out collective sighs of relief.
This Nascent Soul cultivator was truly too terrifying.
With just a raise of his hand, he could have completely wiped out their small village.
No one present felt the slightest bit of pity over this cultivator's death.
Only Eldest Aunt Lin asked somewhat hesitantly:
"We just... killed such an immortal all by ourselves. Will the government come looking for trouble with us?"
Hearing this, Liao Pantu and Liu Chun, who came from the cultivation world, were momentarily stunned. It seemed they hadn't expected that the death of a cultivator would be something the secular government would manage.
Lin Xiao turned his head, smiled faintly, and explained to her:
"Don't worry, Eldest Aunt Lin. This person deserved to die, and the government won't interfere."
Hearing Lin Xiao say the government wouldn't come, Eldest Aunt Lin and several other elders who hadn't voiced their concerns but were secretly worried breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Yunan then added:
"Don't worry, Auntie. If the government officials really come looking for trouble and try to make an issue out of this, I'll just throw them out of our Xiushui Village."
Eldest Aunt Lin quickly waved her hands, and just as she was about to say something, an aged voice came from not far away:
"Please do not worry, everyone. The government does not involve itself in the grievances between cultivators, much less find fault with the common folk over the life or death of a cultivator who came looking for trouble."
The crowd followed the voice and saw a very plain-looking elderly man slowly walking over.
At this time, Jiang Youfu, standing at the back of the crowd, tugged at Mo Yuanjiao's sleeve and muttered in a low voice:
"Yuanjiao, why didn't you use our teleportation talisman just now?"
Mo Yuanjiao leaned into his ear and said in great frustration:
"I forgot to prepare one for my dad in advance! Everything happened so suddenly just now. If I had delayed even a little, I might not have survived. I had absolutely no chance to give my dad a teleportation talisman and teach him how to use it."
Because each teleportation talisman could only transport the user alone, and Mo Yuanjiao and the others had tested it privately before, the moment the incident occurred, Mo Yuanjiao knew he was doomed and definitely couldn't use the positional teleportation talisman.
Because his dad didn't have one.
He and Mo Que couldn't possibly abandon his dad and run away by themselves.
Previously, he had always thought there wouldn't be any danger, and since his dad hadn't joined their sect yet, he hadn't really thought about giving him things like the positional teleportation talisman.
After all, this teleportation talisman was locked onto their sect and would teleport the user in that direction. Since his dad hadn't decided to join and stay at the Lingxian Sect permanently, what would he need it for?
Besides, he didn't have many of them on him anyway.
He had only shown his dad some pills that were good for the body, as well as some interesting functional talismans and arrays.
Who could have imagined that upon returning to the sect, they would encounter a cultivator blocking the village entrance, and a Nascent Soul mighty figure at that...
However, thinking of this, Mo Yuanjiao looked very proudly at Lin Xiao in the crowd ahead.
As expected of his Sect Master Senior Brother!
Too amazing!
The moment he came out of seclusion, he took care of that Nascent Soul cultivator!
Their sect was truly too strong. Although they didn't have any Nascent Soul cultivators, they could still kill one!
At the front, Lin Xiao saw the old man approaching and didn't know who he was.
Liao Pantu sent a voice transmission to him:
"From his previous conversation with that Nascent Soul cultivator's brother, this person is the ancestral patriarch of the Pusi Kingdom's royal family, also at the Nascent Soul stage."
Hearing this, Lin Xiao knew what was going on. He stepped forward, cupped his hands to Li Zhanying, and said:
"I am Lin Xiao, Sect Master of the Lingxian Sect. May I ask what guidance Senior has for us by coming here?"
Seeing his politeness, Li Zhanying felt quite a bit of goodwill towards him. With a serene expression, he said:
"I wouldn't dare offer guidance. Sect Master Lin is a young talent. I merely heard that a new sect had recently appeared within our borders, and out of curiosity, I came to take a look."
He then looked up at the Xiushui Village residents on the Path of Questioning the Heart not far away. He had heard quite a bit of news about the situation on this path along the way, so he asked:
"I wonder when these commoners will wake up? Just now, many tourists arrived at the village entrance. I temporarily cast a spell to stop them, but I don't know what Sect Master Lin's arrangements are at the moment?"
He couldn't interfere in the grievances between cultivators, but he wouldn't just watch the citizens of his country step into danger.
Therefore, at daybreak, after discovering that a Nascent Soul cultivator was causing trouble here, Li Zhanying saw many tourists coming along the village road leading here. He immediately cast a spell to set up a barrier two miles ahead of the village entrance.
As a result, even now, Xiushui Village, which usually had many tourists arriving early in the morning, still had no outsiders entering.
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
