Thousand Taoist was undoubtedly powerful, far surpassing the likes of Death Monk and Ghost Dwarf.
Hearing Chen Bing's words, Yan Zhi didn’t have time to think—instinctively, she unleashed the sixth stance of Dragon’s Descent!
Her whip lashed out like a furious dragon, sweeping through the air!
Yan Zhi leaped into the sky, the whip in her hand emitting sharp whistles, striking down like a dragon descending from the heavens.
Thousand Taoist cursed inwardly and hastily raised his horsetail whisk in defense.
But his arm moved too abruptly, aggravating an old injury. A searing pain shot through him, slowing his reaction by a fraction.
In the heat of battle, even a split-second delay could mean the difference between life and death!
Crack!
The whip’s shadow struck Thousand Taoist with a resounding snap.
The sheer force sent him flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Yan Zhi panted slightly.
The sixth stance of Dragon’s Descent was immensely powerful, and she still struggled to control its full might.
Meanwhile, seeing Yan Zhi gain the upper hand, Chen Bing didn’t hesitate—he swung his sword in a swift arc.
Death Monk’s eyes bulged as a thin red line appeared across his neck. His head toppled, separating from his body.
Chen Bing couldn’t help but glance at An Yi, who was still fighting fiercely, his expression far from dismissive.
That guy might be shameless, but his strength was terrifying!
The memory of An Yi single-handedly slaying Thousand Taoist, Death Monk, and Ghost Dwarf was still fresh in his mind.
Thousand Taoist rose to his feet, his skin now ashen like withered wood.
Despite taking Yan Zhi’s Dragon’s Descent head-on, he remained standing, his power truly fearsome.
He glared at Chen Bing.
How did this brat know about his injured arm?
Noticing the unnatural hue of Thousand Taoist’s skin, An Yi raised an eyebrow.
This wasn’t the Withered Wood Technique! Did he have ties to Dark Taoist?
Seeing Death Monk and Ghost Dwarf already dead, Thousand Taoist realized their plan—to use the Jiangbei Enforcement Bureau as a blood sacrifice and send a message across the Great Xia—had failed.
If this fight continued, he too would die here!
"Night Emperor! We’ll settle our score another time!"
Thousand Taoist fixed An Yi with a cold stare before hurling his horsetail whisk toward the ground.
Then, in a flash, he retreated!
What was he doing?
Not only were An Yi and the others confused, but even the surviving rogue cultivators were baffled.
Was he surrendering by throwing away his weapon?
"Hide now! That whisk is a bomb!"
Chen Bing shouted as if foreseeing the danger.
An Yi reacted instantly, lunging forward to tackle Shen Muxuan, who was still frozen in place.
Yan Zhi, seizing the moment, conjured a barrier of condensed energy to shield herself.
A split second later—
The ground trembled as a blinding white light erupted!
The sky turned as bright as day!
A deafening explosion shook the heavens, sending clouds of dust billowing into the air.
When the smoke cleared, Yan Zhi’s face was icy as she surveyed the Enforcement Bureau’s ruined entrance.
The rogue cultivators closest to the blast were either dead or severely wounded, their bodies charred and bloodied.
Shen Muxuan, shielded beneath An Yi, was unharmed.
"An Yi, are you okay?" she asked, her voice trembling, eyes red.
An Yi winced. "My back’s a bit banged up. Guess I won’t be doing chores for a while."
Relieved that he wasn’t seriously hurt, Shen Muxuan let out a soft laugh despite her lingering fear.
"Fine. From now on, I’ll handle the cleaning, cooking, and laundry."
At the last moment, An Yi had used his Air Control Technique to erect a makeshift barrier behind him.
But against the bomb’s force, his half-baked defense was no match for Yan Zhi’s energy shield.
His back was still scraped and stinging.
The rogue cultivators near the blast weren’t so lucky—three were killed instantly, while the rest were gravely injured, unable to even crawl away.
Thousand Taoist was long gone.
The man was ruthless—he’d tossed the bomb toward his own allies to cover his escape.
Chen Bing emerged unscathed from a narrow alley beside the Enforcement Bureau.
An Yi rolled his eyes at the sight.
This bastard really did have foresight.
The moment Thousand Taoist threw the whisk, Chen Bing had bolted like a rabbit into cover.
The Enforcement Bureau was in ruins. Liu Wei and the other officers were either dead or unconscious, their fates uncertain.
Yan Zhi’s beautiful face darkened with fury.
Over twenty rogue cultivators had launched a coordinated assault on the Bureau—a blatant act of defiance!
For years, the Enforcement Bureau had hunted rogue cultivators like cats chasing mice.
These rats had always lurked in the shadows, stealing and killing in secret.
But now, they had banded together to strike back—even daring to attack the Bureau openly!
Yan Zhi knew something bigger was at play.
The winds of change were coming.
The Jiangbei Enforcement Bureau was just the spark.
With his back bruised and capillaries ruptured, An Yi had to lean on Shen Muxuan’s slender shoulders for support.
"Quick, let’s loot whatever valuables they have," he said excitedly, eyeing the fallen rogue cultivators.
A true warrior never missed a chance to scavenge after battle.
Hearing this, Yan Zhi shot him a puzzled look.
An Yi straightened with an air of righteousness. "We’re just confiscating their belongings for the state!"
Yan Zhi sighed. "Be careful. You’re their target now."
An Yi feigned confusion. "Why me? I’m not some rich heir. If they want money, they should go after the Qiu or Gu families—I can even give them addresses."
"You killed Gourd Immortal. The repercussions run deeper than you think," Yan Zhi warned.
"He deserved it," An Yi retorted coldly.
Gourd Immortal was, in a way, his fellow countryman.
Were the people connected to him also from the Ancient Continent?
This was a crucial lead for An Yi.
His stay in this world was temporary—he would return home one day.
But how? He had no clues… until now.
Gourd Immortal was his first solid lead.
Wait—that guy might know something too.
"Hey, Four-Eyes, who the hell are you?" An Yi demanded, staring at Chen Bing.
This guy was no ordinary man. His near-prophetic abilities were unsettling.
Did he know more than he let on?
Shen Muxuan suddenly gasped. "You’re that peeping Tom from the bathhouse!"
"No, that wasn’t me. You’ve got the wrong person," Chen Bing said flatly. "I’m Chen Bing, just an ordinary college student from Yunzhou City."
And he was indeed an ordinary student.
Except for one small detail—he had lived through twelve thousand Julys.
In other words, he had experienced a thousand years.
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.
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)
