After dispatching the beetle monster, Chen Bing pushed up his black-rimmed glasses.
He opened his palm to reveal a perfectly round yellow orb.
A spirit core—it seemed to be of decent quality.
Chen Bing stepped lightly out of the sand layer.
The various snarling insects around him were instantly sliced into neat chunks of flesh and collapsed to the ground.
Wild lightning danced and raged fiercely.
Between heaven and earth, a canopy of blue-purple electric blossoms spread out.
The rumbling thunder never ceased.
The dark forest stretched endlessly, covered in dense clusters of trees as far as the eye could see.
Bai Xiu hoisted his long spear, his deadpan eyes rarely showing a trace of seriousness—yet now, a rare solemnity flickered in them.
Facing him was none other than Yang Tian, one of the Four Saints of the Enforcement Bureau.
“Hand it over, kid!” Yang Tian said coldly, his greatsword gleaming with a chilling light.
Bai Xiu yawned and curled his lips in disdain. “Are you an enforcer or a bandit? Robbing in broad daylight like this!”
Yang Tian remained unmoved by Bai Xiu’s sarcastic taunts, his face still cold as the massive sword in his hand radiated a fierce aura.
The ground was littered with lightning!
Yet strange, sinister plants seemed almost sentient, ravenously harvesting any living creature that passed by.
Just moments ago, Bai Xiu had stabbed through a giant ancient tree and extracted a blue-purple spirit core, which had brought an eerie silence to this world.
Bai Xiu tossed the spirit core in his hand, his eyes still void but brimming with arrogance. “If you want it, you’ll have to kill me first.”
Sensing Bai Xiu’s intense battle intent, Yang Tian sneered coldly: “You’re asking for it!”
Clang!
The spear met the greatsword with a shower of sparks.
Yang Tian’s eyes grew even more serious.
This seemingly lazy kid was terrifyingly strong!
Their figures clashed fiercely within the pitch-black forest.
A sharp, biting aura filled the air.
High above the dense woods,
A handsome monk balanced on a tree branch, fingers clasping a string of prayer beads as he softly chanted sutras.
His ears twitched at the sounds of the fight below.
Looking down, a sinister smile curled at the corners of his mouth.
The sky was a clear blue, mirrored by the sapphire lake below.
Heaven and water merged into one.
A narrow wooden bridge stretched out, its bottom lost in the depths, leading to where sky and water met.
Xue Ming closed his eyes, savoring the tranquility.
His whole being seemed to calm and settle.
Suddenly, a fish leapt from the water, splashing playfully before baring its sharp, menacing teeth and lunging at Xue Ming.
Ssshh!
Xue Ming’s emerald-green hand shot out, catching the strange fish with precision.
The fish writhed violently, sizzling as it smoked in his grasp.
In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to a puddle of rotten flesh.
Xue Ming smiled faintly. “Naughty.”
He crouched down, and in an instant, countless fish surged from the water, ready to overwhelm him.
Danger loomed in a flash, yet Xue Ming remained unmoved.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The leaping fish exploded one after another, their bellies ripped open as they floated lifeless on the water’s surface.
Farewell, you noisy lot.
Xue Ming gazed at the beautiful sky and lake, his smile growing ever more sinister.
He poured a bottle of pitch-black liquid into the lake.
The ink-like water spread, turning the entire surface a deep, murky green.
Soon, the whole pond boiled and bubbled violently.
Various fish floated belly-up on the water’s surface.
Then, a massive shark, nearly fifty meters long, flipped over and drifted upward—it was clearly poisoned.
“Protecting the environment starts with me,” Xue Ming said with a smile, shaking the bottle in his hand. He pocketed it, then casually drew a dagger and slit open the shark’s skull.
Inside, he retrieved a blue spirit core.
Not bad, not bad—there really was a spirit core.
Xue Ming stowed it away, smiling as he leisurely continued across the wooden bridge.
About a kilometer beyond the bridge.
“Qianqian, are you saying I’m going to marry that sleepyhead in the future?” Tang Qingqing asked brightly, linking arms with Shangguan Qianqian.
Shangguan Qianqian nodded. “According to the horoscope, that’s exactly what it looks like.”
Both were girls.
They had met naturally on this lonely wooden bridge, quickly becoming acquainted and deciding to travel together.
“No way. How could I agree to be pursued by a guy like that?” Tang Qingqing said shyly, snorting. “Sister Xiaoya is already being chased by some glasses-wearing loser. If I married someone like that, the Tang family would be the laughingstock of the other clans.”
Shangguan Qianqian said calmly, “You’re the one chasing him.”
Tang Qingqing:
“What’s going on? Why is the water turning this color?”
Shangguan Qianqian noticed the lake’s surface turning green and frowned thoughtfully.
“Could it be...?”
“This lake has been poisoned?”
Tang Qingqing quickly covered her mouth and nose, her expression tense. “Be careful, this water is toxic.”
Shangguan Qianqian held her breath, eyes sharp with caution.
“The Five Poison Sect—this has to be Xue Ming’s doing!” Tang Qingqing’s eyes turned cold as she swallowed a detox pill. Gritting her teeth, she said, “Qianqian, take the detox pill first.”
Meanwhile,
At the front end of the wooden bridge path,
Wang Dahai, one of the Four Saints of the Enforcement Bureau, lay sprawled on the wooden planks, convulsing and frothing at the mouth, his face twisted and eyes crooked.
“No wonder this Hongtian Secret Realm is so deadly—every step is poisoned!”
“Red umbrellas, white rods, eat them all and lie flat!”
An Yi hummed a catchy tune in a professional singer’s voice, tossing one fiery red spirit core after another as he walked step by step down the stone stairs, heading underground.
Explosive magma blanketed this world.
The scorching waves of flame grew ever more intense.
Above, four-legged lizards with fleshy wings screeched noisily, filling the air with raucous cries.
“Phew, the spiritual energy is getting stronger!” An Yi grinned, his eyes flashing with excitement.
“I wonder what’s hidden down there! It’s got to be something good!”
Suddenly, the sounds of clashing weapons echoed through the air.
An Yi’s expression shifted to one of curiosity.
“Is someone fighting?”
Beneath the earth’s surface, magma boiled fiercely, the heat intensifying the deeper one went.
Two figures stood face to face.
A blood-red dagger was plunged into the ground.
Beside it lay some remnants that had yet to fully dissipate—clearly relics from a long, long time ago.
Xiao Yike took the lead, striding forward arrogantly, and pulled the dagger from the earth.
The crimson blade radiated a scorching heat, low-key yet luxurious—it was obviously no ordinary weapon.
“Ugh! Trash! You actually think you can snatch it from me?”
Xiao Yike looked arrogantly at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man, face full of anger, stared at Xiao Yike and shouted, “Th-this sword—I saw it first!”
Xiao Yike’s eyes were still bloodshot as he arrogantly retorted, “Nonsense! This sword belongs to no one. Why should it be yours? Even if it were, I’m taking it anyway. What are you gonna do about it?!”
“You—”
The middle-aged man’s face twisted with rage, shouting, “Is there no law anymore?!”
“Law? Are you kidding me?”
Xiao Yike laughed at the man’s words.
“What a joke!”
“In a place like this, talking about law? You must be dreaming!”
The bloodshot in Xiao Yike’s eyes faded, replaced by a hint of clarity. He timidly grabbed the dagger and said, “Th-then how do you prove this sword is yours? It’s clearly unclaimed!”
He switched to another personality but still refused to let go.
“I clearly saw it first.”
The middle-aged man looked equally unwilling to yield.
He wanted to seize the sword by force. Although Xiao Yike was timid, this guy was a Realm-level warrior. A direct fight might not guarantee victory!
“Enough arguing. The dagger is mine.”
An Yi strode down the stone steps, his aura imposing.
“Night Emperor An Yi!”
The middle-aged man’s expression shifted slightly but he still stood his ground. “How do you prove it’s yours?”
An Yi replied calmly, “Because my name is on it.”
Hearing this, Xiao Yike hurriedly flipped it over and said, “No, there’s nothing here. It only says ‘No Soul’.”
An Yi explained, “My surname is An, my given name Yi, and my courtesy name is ‘No Soul’.”
The middle-aged man cursed, “Damn it! You’re shameless!”
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.
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y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
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!
