"Heavenly Thunder Technique! Impressive."
Ji Chen gazed at Lv Zheng across from him, his voice filled with admiration.
Lv Zheng lazily dug into his robes, his hair disheveled, his Taoist attire half-open, revealing his well-built muscles.
The two had exchanged over a hundred moves, yet neither could gain the upper hand.
Pulling out a thunder talisman from his sleeve, Lv Zheng chuckled lightly. "The top disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Temple’s Ji generation—truly not someone to underestimate."
Buddhist prayer beads shimmering with golden light, Ji Chen stepped forward, his handsome face calm and composed.
"You're no less impressive. Zhang Qianyu is hailed as the Alliance’s top genius, yet his strength pales in comparison to yours. And yet, I’ve never even heard your name before."
"Alliance disciples are known for their humility—we don’t chase fame. Well, except for that idiot Zhang Qianyu. It’s no surprise you haven’t heard of me."
Lv Zheng smiled faintly. "But when it comes to true geniuses, neither Zhang Qianyu nor I can claim the title. That girl… she’s the real monster."
Ji Chen’s fingers, which had been rolling his prayer beads, froze. His expression shifted slightly.
"There’s someone even stronger among the Alliance’s younger generation?"
Lv Zheng retrieved another thunder talisman from his sleeve, gripping it tightly.
His gaze turned sharp.
This monk’s strength was unfathomable. Though neither had gone all out in their earlier clash, Lv Zheng could already sense the terrifying power hidden within him.
Ji Chen looked toward the towering treetops and said leisurely, "We bear no grudge against each other. Why not head to the palace ahead together?"
Lv Zheng put away his talisman and raised an eyebrow. "Just don’t try anything shady."
Ji Chen grinned. "Of course not!"
Lv Zheng narrowed his eyes. "Really?"
"A monk does not lie."
Ji Chen spoke with an air of solemnity.
Atop the massive tree ahead stood a palace woven from interlocking branches.
A faint, bluish-purple silhouette flickered into existence.
Ji Chen and Lv Zheng tensed as soon as they noticed it.
A sandstorm raged!
Dust and debris blotted out the sky.
Amid the swirling tempest—
A nimble figure darted through the air as if flying, leaping between unseen footholds.
Below!
A towering sand giant, over twenty meters tall, roared as it charged forward.
Each thunderous step shook the earth, making the very space tremble.
The agile figure paused mid-air.
The winds parted the sand, revealing Chen Bing.
Adjusting his black-framed glasses, he smirked. "Interesting. Zhou Hong, the fifth-ranked expert on the Heavenly Rankings two centuries ago—the Thunderous Palm!"
The sand giant swung its massive hand at Chen Bing like it was swatting a fly.
Chen Bing remained motionless. A cold glint flashed across his glasses.
Without a sound—
The giant’s arm disintegrated mid-swing, its body collapsing into neatly sliced rubble.
At its core, a faint yellow light pulsed.
The surrounding sand surged, attempting to reform the giant’s shape.
Then—
A hand pierced through the layers of earth, seizing the glowing orb!
BOOM!
The reforming giant exploded into dust once more.
Chen Bing clutched the yellow orb, panting heavily, sweat beading on his forehead.
"The Earth Spirit’s Essence… So the ancient texts were right."
His lips curled into a smirk.
In his thousand-year cycle of reincarnation, he had once read records about the Hongtian Secret Realm.
He had prepared extensively for this very moment.
"Truly, heroes emerge from the young. Boy, I owe you one."
A white-haired elder with a youthful face approached leisurely.
Chen Bing’s expression darkened.
"Mei Santong!"
"Ranked 56th on the Heavenly Rankings!"
Mei Santong grinned eagerly.
He had arrived first and fought the sand giant for hundreds of rounds, but no matter how many times he shattered it, it would always regenerate. It had nearly cost him his life.
Now, Chen Bing had dealt the finishing blow—an immense favor.
With a kindly smile, Mei Santong said, "Hand it over, boy."
He could sense the overwhelming spiritual energy radiating from Chen Bing’s grasp.
This was no ordinary treasure!
And as for Chen Bing? Mei Santong didn’t even consider him a threat.
"The Hidden Dragon Rankings? Pah. That’s child’s play."
Even Jiang Cheng, the Azure Dragon of the Enforcement Bureau and the top-ranked on the Hidden Dragon list, was nothing more than a weakling far below him on the Heavenly Rankings.
Let alone Chen Bing, ranked ninth on the Hidden Dragon list.
He was arrogant—but he had the strength to back it up.
Chen Bing’s grip tightened. The Spirit Snake Sword at his waist silently slid into his hand.
In a direct fight, the outcome would be uncertain.
But now?
This old man was as good as dead.
Chen Bing’s lips curled into a cold smile as he glanced at the nearly invisible threads he had woven throughout the battlefield.
"Boy, was life not worth living?"
Mei Santong lunged forward, his palm strikes multiplying like a thousand-armed deity.
Chen Bing met him with his sword, his other hand subtly manipulating the threads.
SLASH!
After a fierce exchange, a thin red line appeared across Mei Santong’s neck.
His eyes widened in disbelief before his body crumpled to the ground.
From a distance, Zhang Fan witnessed the scene, his pupils contracting.
This bespectacled man was far more formidable than he had imagined.
Mei Santong—ranked 56th on the Heavenly Rankings—had fallen to him.
Chen Bing was drenched in sweat, gasping for air.
Clutching his chest where he had been struck, blood trickled from his lips.
"Skill: Eagle Eye!"
Far away, Zhang Fan’s eyes gleamed blue as he observed silently.
He tugged the chain in his hand.
At the other end, Xue Ruirui glared at him furiously, her teeth clenched.
The chain’s material was unknown, but she couldn’t break free.
Worse, most of her strength had been sealed, leaving her as powerless as an ordinary person.
Zhang Fan smirked cruelly. "Struggle, and you won’t live to see tomorrow."
Xue Ruirui bit her lip, fear flickering in her eyes.
This man was ruthless.
Three people had already died by his hand on this journey. She didn’t want to be the fourth.
Zhang Fan kept his eyes on Chen Bing, hesitation flickering in his gaze.
Chen Bing hadn’t escaped unscathed.
Mei Santong’s "Plum-Breaking Palm" was renowned for its devastating force. Only those within the top thirty of the Heavenly Rankings could withstand it.
Chen Bing had taken two direct hits.
Now, he was hunched over, coughing up blood—clearly in bad shape.
His victory over Mei Santong had been a fluke, thanks to those deadly threads.
But the price had been steep. This was the perfect moment to finish him off.
Watching the pale-faced Chen Bing meditating to recover, Zhang Fan’s expression darkened.
After a brief pause, his eyes hardened.
"Retreat!"
With that decision, he yanked the chain, pulling Xue Ruirui along. "We’re leaving."
Seated on the ground, Chen Bing cracked a smile as he sensed Zhang Fan’s departure.
"He didn’t take the bait."
No longer feigning injury, he stood up effortlessly. His earlier wounds had all been an act—a trap for the cunning Zhang Fan.
"The Earth Spirit’s Essence… Might as well absorb it here."
He raised his hand, spiritual energy swirling as he consumed the yellow orb.
"ARGH!"
Veins bulged on Chen Bing’s forehead as agony twisted his face.
And then—
The entire space began to crumble.
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.
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?
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!
shall grant"] ["Inscribing the glory of our race upon tombstones"] ["All that is threatened, I shall protect"] How his younger sister sees her brother: A brother who only makes eye contact once a day, mostly fading into the background as he tinkers with who-knows-what in his room all day. Their life paths should have remained largely separate. Until one day. Su Qi created an equipment card for his never-met "online girlfriend." His sister fell into silent contemplation upon receiving the "white stockings." [Card can be upgraded] [Upgrade by fulfilling any of the following conditions] [Condition ①: Consume one hundred higher-tier cards] [Condition ②: Complete one 'Heart-Pounding Adventure'] What constitutes a Heart-Pounding Adventure? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Beginner Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to admire it.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Easy Level): Equip the card, invite 'Su Qi' to touch it, and analyze the equipment's texture.] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Entry Level): Equip the card and invite 'Su Qi' to...] [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Challenge Level): Freely combine the words 'Brother' 'Out' 'Brother' 'Me' 'Please' into a complete sentence...] "Please help me analyze both teams' mistakes in this match, brother..." His sister exhaled in relief—surely... surely there couldn't be anything more difficult? [Heart-Pounding Adventure (Suicide Mission Level): Sneak a peek at the names of the galgames in 'Su Qi's' hidden E-drive folder]
