There was only one day left before the opening of the Hongtian Secret Realm.
In the capital, at the headquarters of the Law Enforcement Bureau.
"Take these. I’ve got four tokens."
Jiang Cheng, the Azure Dragon of the Law Enforcement Bureau’s Four Saints, took out three tokens and tossed them to the other three.
Wang Dahai, the Black Tortoise, caught one and sighed. "As expected of the Azure Dragon. You snatched four tokens all by yourself. That’s way better than some people who kept talking about grabbing tokens but didn’t even manage to get a single one in two or three days."
Yang Tian, the White Tiger, who had been leaning against the wall, narrowed his eyes coldly at Wang Dahai’s words. "Big guy, are you trying to pick a fight?"
Wang Dahai grinned mockingly. "Not at all. Just stating the facts. What, can’t handle the truth if you’ve got no skills?"
Physically, Wang Dahai was a muscular man with a buzz cut and a square jaw, exuding an unyielding aura.
His temper wasn’t exactly mild either.
Highly explosive, to say the least.
In terms of sheer presence, he was far more intimidating than Yang Tian.
At this point, Yang Tian could no longer suppress his anger and threw a punch at Wang Dahai.
Wang Dahai smirked in satisfaction and swung his own fist in retaliation.
A powerful shockwave erupted!
Yang Tian, ranked seventh on the Hidden Dragon List.
Wang Dahai, ranked eighth.
If these two really went all out, it wouldn’t be easy to determine a winner.
Clang!
Their fists collided, sending waves of force rippling outward.
Jiang Cheng’s figure appeared between them, his palms intercepting both punches.
Yang Tian and Wang Dahai each took a step back, their eyes widening in shock.
"Everyone worked hard to earn their place among the Four Saints. With the Hongtian Secret Realm opening soon, let’s not ruin the harmony over something so trivial," Jiang Cheng said with a light chuckle, shaking his hand casually.
Appearance-wise, Jiang Cheng wasn’t particularly striking.
He had slightly above-average looks, longish ash-gray hair, and narrow phoenix eyes that always seemed to be smiling, giving him a harmless demeanor.
But those who truly knew him understood just how terrifying this "smiling fox" could be.
Jiang Cheng, the Azure Dragon—ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List!
Seventy-fifth on the Heavenly Rankings!
He was one of the few on the Hidden Dragon List capable of breaking into the top 100 of the Heavenly Rankings.
"Hmph, I’ll let you off this time for the Azure Dragon’s sake," Wang Dahai muttered, clicking his tongue.
Let’s be honest—even as fellow Saints, no one dared to test Jiang Cheng’s limits.
Yang Tian remained silent, his face icy.
"Can’t you two learn from the Vermilion Bird?" Jiang Cheng said with a light laugh.
Yan Zhi raised her hand lazily. "How about giving this opportunity to someone else? I don’t feel like going. With the Hongtian Secret Realm opening, my caseload at the bureau has piled up. Can’t be bothered with this nonsense."
Hearing her words, the other three froze.
The chance to enter the Hongtian Secret Realm was something countless martial artists would kill for.
Yang Tian frowned slightly. "Vermilion Bird, you know what your position as one of the Four Saints means, right?"
The Four Saints of the Law Enforcement Bureau.
To be precise, they were the future successors to the bureau’s leadership.
Once the older generation retired, they would be groomed to take over, wielding the full authority of the Law Enforcement Bureau.
"Honestly, I couldn’t care less about this ‘Four Saints’ title. Because of this job, cute guys haven’t hit me up in ages," Yan Zhi said, yawning as she stretched, her curves on full display.
She was used to her carefree lifestyle and had zero interest in this.
Jiang Cheng smiled. "That guy An Yi might be going, you know."
Yan Zhi’s eyes narrowed dangerously. "You’ve been investigating me?"
"Don’t put it like that. We’re colleagues who’ll be working together for years to come. It’s only natural to know a little about each other. Get some rest—we’ll be setting off soon."
Qinglong Jiang Cheng smiled and spoke before turning to leave leisurely.
Tch!
Yan Zhi snorted coldly and fell into deep thought.
An Yi’s token was stolen, wasn’t it? And yet he still wants to meddle in this!
"Driver, to Tianhuang Province!"
A young man with a refined and scholarly appearance got into a taxi and said.
"That’s quite a distance."
The taxi driver raised an eyebrow—this was a big fare, a round trip costing several hundred yuan.
"I’m looking for my boss."
The young man grinned and added, "Drive slowly, safety comes first."
The taxi driver smoothly shifted gears, lit a cigarette, and chuckled. "Your boss?"
"Boss? This guy looks so proper—is he some kind of gangster?"
"With that scrawny build, can he even fight?"
"My boss is an incredible man—strong, wise, and I want to earn his recognition."
Xiao Yike clenched his fists, his face flushed with excitement. "But if I see him this time, I’ll beat him into pulp! Damn bastard! Piece of trash!"
The driver swerved slightly, glancing at Xiao Yike through the rearview mirror.
What the hell? This guy’s mood swings are wild!
Now, Xiao Yike’s face was twisted in rage, his eyes bloodshot as he snarled, "The hell you dragging your feet for, you turtle?"
"Y-you said to drive slow, safety first..." the driver stammered.
"Scared of dying? Then why drive a damn taxi?! Step on it, you moron!"
Xiao Yike smashed his fist into the door handle, cracking it. "Trash! I’m not the same as before! An Yi, just you wait!"
Sweat beading on his forehead, the driver floored the accelerator, pushing the speed to 120 km/h.
Is this guy going to kill someone?!
"Driver, could you slow down a bit? Safety comes first."
Xiao Yike had reverted to his calm, scholarly demeanor.
The driver: "..."
Donghai University Dormitory.
"Lao Bai, why are you taking a whole month off? That’s too long."
Qin Shan looked puzzled.
Bai Xiu yawned. "A month at least, maybe forever. Take care, guys."
Who knew how the Hongtian Secret Realm would turn out? He might not make it back alive.
But for once, his system—which usually just made him sleep—had actually assigned him a mission, forcing him to go.
Liu Dachao asked, "Where are you going? Yi-ge’s already moved out, and if you leave too, the dorm’s just me."
"The hell? Am I not human?" Qin Shan rolled his eyes.
Liu Dachao smirked. "You’re a gorilla."
"Listen, Li Juan agreed to date me. Soon, I’ll be moving out to live with her."
"Where, the primate breeding grounds?"
Bai Xiu deadpanned before shutting the door.
Qin Shan and Liu Dachao were still wrestling, and it looked like the fight wouldn’t end anytime soon.
"Hey, sleepyhead! Time to go!"
At Donghai University’s gate, a sleek motorcycle screeched to a stop.
"With my mods, we’ll be there by noon!"
Tang Qingqing, clad in a black bodysuit that accentuated her curves, took off her helmet with a confident flourish.
Bai Xiu smirked. "Coming."
On the train.
Chen Bing adjusted his black-framed glasses, scanned the carriage, and closed his eyes once he confirmed nothing was amiss.
Even after living through a thousand reincarnations, information about the Hongtian Secret Realm was scarce.
A century ago, countless prodigious martial artists had met their end there.
He needed to stay sharp!
"Excuse me, just passing through—I'm in the seat next to yours."
A pale-faced young man in a hooded sweatshirt walked over, carrying a medicine bag.
"Sure."
Chen Bing pulled his legs aside and looked up.
Their eyes met.
In an instant, both pupils contracted.
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
