The force was thunderous, piercing through the sky!
Now that An Yi's strength had greatly increased, the fifth level of his Flash Fist unleashed a terrifying power beyond imagination.
Coupled with the element of surprise from a sneak attack, the strike carried a 150% damage boost.
Boom!
A deafening sound of the punch echoed through the air!
It drew the attention of all the martial artists engaged in the chaotic battle.
Even Yan Zhi and Chen Bing were stunned by the sheer force of this punch.
The dignified, revered, and noble Fu Changchun, the master of the Surging Waves Palm sect, was sent flying like an autumn leaf in the wind, crashing hard against the wall before collapsing to the ground.
He lay sprawled on his back, chest faintly rising and falling, unable to get up again.
An Yi clicked his tongue in amazement—this old man had some skills! He wasn’t dead yet!
Everyone was shocked.
The master of the Surging Waves Palm sect was taken down by this lowly brat with a single punch?
An instant defeat??
This was an outcome they couldn’t accept!
This was a martial artist with a notable reputation across the entire Great Xia martial world!
"Master!"
Several disciples who had accompanied Fu Changchun rushed forward in panic upon seeing this scene.
Supported by his disciples, Fu Changchun struggled to breathe, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
"Retreat!"
Fu Changchun gave An Yi a weak, resentful glance before gritting his teeth and issuing the order.
He had trained in the Surging Waves Palm since childhood, dedicating sixty years to refining his external martial arts to an invincible level.
Yet, against this brat, he couldn’t even withstand a single punch!
With so many witnesses tonight, if word spread, it would be an indelible stain on the reputation of the Surging Waves Palm sect!
Ding! [Tyrant] mission completion: 10/10!
Ding! [Tyrant] mission reward: Evil Power Value +30! [Storage Space (Beginner)]!
Hearing the mission completion notification, An Yi wore a satisfied expression.
The spatial mission had finally unlocked!
And the 30 points of Evil Power Value were a nice bonus—just after allocating 100 points to his base stats, the rest had gone into [Dark Weapon Mastery], which was in high demand right now.
"That old man was the master of the Surging Waves Palm sect. Kid, you’ve just landed yourself in big trouble," Yan Zhi remarked coolly.
An Yi grinned. "No worries. If I were afraid of him, I wouldn’t have attacked."
"By the way, what the hell did you do while I wasn’t around?" Yan Zhi asked, frowning as she watched the relentless waves of martial artists charging toward them.
The kid had excused himself to the restroom, and she had waited for what felt like an eternity.
Only after hearing the commotion did she realize something was wrong and rushed over—only to find this mess!
Good grief!
She had no idea what he’d done, but he was now surrounded by a sea of martial artists out for his blood.
"Madam Lin! We’re here to protect you!"
Long and Hu broke free from the crowd and solemnly declared.
"Madam Lin?"
Yan Zhi was baffled. But when she caught sight of the two bald men, her temper flared.
An Yi quickly intervened, "Don’t attack! They’re on our side!"
Yan Zhi felt utterly lost.
She felt like she couldn’t keep up with the times anymore.
What the hell was happening in the world?!
The martial artists continued to glare at An Yi with murderous intent.
The "Nine Swords of Dragon Slaying" technique—its reputation had already spread like wildfire in the martial world, enough to incite a bloodbath. There was no way they would let it go!
An Yi sighed and pulled out a somewhat tattered martial arts manual from his chest.
Yan Zhi’s eyes widened in shock when she saw it.
Wasn’t that the final auction item? How did it end up in his hands?!
"Lin Chen! Hand it over now!"
"Lin! Give it up, and we’ll spare your life!"
The martial artists knew An Yi’s strength was formidable, so none dared to charge first, fearing they’d end up like Fu Changchun.
"Lin Chen?" Yan Zhi gave An Yi a questioning look.
A woman in a yellow dress stepped forward with a seductive smile. "Young Master Lin, the Joyous Harmony Sect welcomes you. If you choose to join us, we will guarantee your safety."
As she spoke, over a dozen beautiful women behind her stepped forward, each with striking looks.
However, compared to Yan Zhi, they all paled in comparison.
An Yi frowned. "Why is your sect all women? What benefits would joining the Joyous Harmony Sect bring me?"
"This is our VIP Diamond Gold Card. Feel free to visit and learn more," the woman said with a smile, handing him a golden card. "Oh, and with this card, all services at our establishment are free for life."
An Yi maintained a cold expression as he pocketed the card. "Hah! What kind of man do you take me for?!"
The woman in yellow: "..."
Yan Zhi smirked.
"Joyous Harmony Sect, huh?"
She’d remember that. Tomorrow night, she’d lead a surprise inspection.
Looking at the layers upon layers of martial artists eager to seize the manual, An Yi knew one thing for certain—if he took this thing home tonight, it would only bring disaster, possibly even endangering Shen Muxuan and Aunt Zhou.
Five billion!
Throwing it away would be such a waste.
"Actually, just now, I made a decision that goes against my ancestors’ wishes!"
An Yi held up the "Nine Swords of Dragon Slaying" manual and sighed dramatically. "From now on, I shall prioritize harmony, abide by the law, respect the elderly, and cherish the young. I won’t involve myself in your petty squabbles anymore. So, I’ve decided to let this go."
The crowd’s eyes lit up.
Was this brat really giving up on it?
"This thing is right here in my hands!"
An Yi waved the manual teasingly as he slowly walked toward the crowd.
The martial artists stared greedily, their eyes practically glowing green.
"You want this sword technique? You can have it—all of it! Go find it! The strongest swordsmanship lies within!"
Suddenly, An Yi hurled the manual into the crowd.
Instantly—
The mob erupted like a boiling school of fish, scrambling toward where the manual had landed!
"Damn it! Where’s the manual?! Did you take it?!"
"No! I saw you grab it first, you thief!"
"Bastard! It was you—you were the first one there!"
In an instant, the once-united martial artists turned on each other, suspicion and violence erupting among them.
They had all seen the kid throw the manual—but then it vanished!
Someone must have secretly pocketed it!
But of course—who wouldn’t hide it if they got their hands on it?
Watching the chaos unfold, An Yi smirked in satisfaction.
Yan Zhi walked over, impressed. "Not bad! Throwing away something worth five billion just like that!"
"Some things, if they’re meant to be yours, they’ll come to you. If not, forcing it is pointless. One must learn to let go—only by giving up can you gain. There’s a kind of love called… releasing your grip!" An Yi declared righteously.
Yan Zhi nodded approvingly. "Well said! That’s some high-level wisdom!"
What she didn’t know was that the "Nine Swords of Dragon Slaying" was now safely stored away in his Storage Space.
An Yi had fooled them all!
The maximum external control range for the Storage Space was three meters.
The moment the manual was about to leave that range, An Yi used his Qi Manipulation to slow its descent—then stashed it directly into his Storage Space.
So, in the end, these people were fighting over nothing!
As far as anyone knew, he had thrown the manual away, clearing himself of suspicion.
Whatever happened next had nothing to do with him!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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."
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)
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
