"Bai Gui Sect! No wonder it feels so familiar!"
An Yi's lips curled into a faint smirk.
That's right—this was exactly the same sensation he had felt back when the Gourd Immortal confronted him!
An Yi's gaze remained fixed, coldly scrutinizing Zi Xin's bare figure, searching for any weaknesses.
"The intel was wrong. She... she's not one of the Eight Great Immortals!"
Xiao Xiao's voice carried a trace of frost as she spoke.
They had originally assumed they were apprehending one of the Bai Gui Sect's Eight Great Immortals.
But judging by her strength, that clearly wasn't the case!
A mere immortal? She could handle that herself!
Zhang Qianyu frowned. "Then who is she?"
"This humble maiden is Gui She."
Zi Xin looked down at them from above, her voice eerily calm.
The moment those words left her lips, Xiao Xiao, Zhang Qianyu, and the other Taoist priests all paled.
Gui She!
One of the Bai Gui Sect's Four Great Hall Masters!
Zhang Qianyu took a step back, whispering to Jiang Cheng, "Your Highness, don’t tell me the Law Enforcement Bureau only sent you?"
"Your Highness" was Jiang Cheng's nickname.
After all, Qinglong, the foremost of the Four Sacred Beasts, was the designated successor to the Law Enforcement Bureau's leadership.
This was already set in stone, so Jiang Cheng had long been referred to as the "Law Enforcement Bureau's Crown Prince."
However, someone as proud as Zhang Qianyu wouldn’t casually address him like that—unless he needed a favor.
Jiang Cheng grinned. "Bingo! You got it. Just me."
Zhang Qianyu: "..."
"Damn it!"
This was one of the Bai Gui Sect's Four Great Demon Hall Masters—a Void Realm expert!
If they weren’t careful, the entire Taoist Alliance contingent could be wiped out!
For the longest time, the martial world had dismissed the Bai Gui Sect as an obscure, upstart faction.
But when several notorious demonic cultivators were exposed, the truth came to light.
Many martial artists had deep ties to the Bai Gui Sect, and only now was the full picture emerging.
Take Gui She, Zi Xin—one of the Four Great Demon Hall Masters.
She had supposedly been executed by the Heavenly Dragon Temple fifty years ago! So how was she still alive?
Of course, if they hadn’t encountered her today, no one would have believed it.
Gui She wasn’t even human—she was a massive serpent that had taken human form!
As the illusion of the giant snake faded, the Taoist priests finally tore their gazes away from Zi Xin's snow-white body, snapping back to reality with a collective shudder.
Who could have imagined that the legends of spirits taking human form would manifest in real life?
Zi Xin smirked. "After just a few decades in seclusion, I never expected the lofty Skyward Mansion—which once shunned the mortal world—to mingle with these scraggly-haired Taoists from Dragon Elephant Mountain. How far you’ve fallen!"
"Who are you calling scraggly-haired?!" Zhang Qianyu, hiding behind Jiang Cheng, roared in fury. "You can insult Dragon Elephant Mountain, but don’t you dare insult me!"
"Ahem. You got that backwards."
Jiang Cheng winced, his ears ringing from Zhang Qianyu's deafening shout.
Zhang Qianyu huffed. "Same difference!"
And who could blame him for being scared?
The revelation of the Bai Gui Sect's Four Great Demon Hall Masters had sent shockwaves through the martial world.
Everyone had assumed the Eight Great Immortals—Transcendent Realm experts—were the sect’s ultimate power. Who knew they had this hidden hand?
Four Void Realm experts emerging? That was too much to handle!
And Gui She—a demoness who wreaked havoc fifty years ago—was not only alive but still as youthful as ever.
Xiao Xiao gripped her sword, her icy gaze locked onto Zi Xin. "Demoness, taste my blade!"
"Oh? Skyward Swordplay! I never thought this technique would survive. Back then, I remember that hypocritical little Taoist was the last of Skyward Mansion. Who knew he’d raise a disciple?"
Zi Xin's eyes grew colder as she stared at Xiao Xiao’s sword, her hatred unmistakable.
Xiao Xiao’s voice was frosty. "You knew my master?"
"Knew him? Oh, I knew him very well."
Zi Xin licked her lips, her voice dripping with seduction. "Your master was quite the treat—young and vigorous. A shame, really. Fifty years later, I doubt he can even get it up anymore."
"Lies! My master isn’t that kind of man! Demoness, don’t you dare slander him!"
Xiao Xiao’s voice was icy, but her cheeks burned red.
Unfortunately, half her face was hidden behind a mask, obscuring her expression.
Zhang Qianyu timidly raised his hand. "Uh, your master is exactly that kind of man."
The entire Taoist Alliance knew Xiao Xiao’s master was an old lecher!
Despite his age, he still shamelessly flirted with the younger female disciples. It infuriated Zhang Qianyu to no end!
Xiao Xiao shot him a glare. "If you don’t speak, no one will mistake you for a mute!"
Zi Xin chuckled. "Seems that bastard’s been living well!"
Her figure blurred as she lunged forward, her body morphing mid-air into a massive serpent that bared its fangs at Xiao Xiao!
Xiao Xiao’s expression turned grave.
Her sword flashed—
Clang!
The blade shattered in two. The moment the serpent slammed into her, flames flickered in her eyes. Fire-attribute spiritual energy surged from her fingertips, channeling into the broken sword.
In an instant, the blade erupted into a blinding column of fire—striking the purple serpent head-on!
Hiss!
The serpent shrieked in agony, spewing a cloud of venomous mist that engulfed Xiao Xiao.
"Xiao Xiao, dodge!" Zhang Qianyu shouted.
But there was no way she could evade it now. The toxic fog overwhelmed her, and she collapsed.
An Yi raised an eyebrow.
"Seriously? The Taoist Alliance’s Innate Dao Body, and this is all you’ve got?"
Still, that strike had wounded the serpent.
The broken sword remained embedded in its skull.
"Attack together!"
The Taoist priests swiftly formed a battle formation, swords at the ready.
The Bai Gui Sect’s warriors weren’t about to back down either, charging forward in unison.
"Hey, Xiao Xiao, you okay?"
Zhang Qianyu rushed to her side.
Xiao Xiao trembled as she forced herself up, gritting her teeth. "What are you standing around for?! Go help!"
Zhang Qianyu hesitated, then clenched his sword and charged at the serpent.
But with their current strength, they stood no chance.
This was a Void Realm expert!
Jiang Cheng didn’t hesitate. Knuckledusters gleaming, he threw a punch—
Boom!
The serpent recoiled from the impact, hissing as its slitted eyes locked onto Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng’s usual smile faded slightly as his eyes sharpened. "A Void Realm expert, huh? Perfect chance to test my limits."
"Miss, are you alright?"
An Yi had no intention of joining the fight, opting instead to keep the injured Xiao Xiao company.
"I... I’m cold... so cold..."
Xiao Xiao shivered, her gaze fixed on An Yi.
For some reason, she could sense it—within An Yi’s body, there was an overwhelming, blazing power.
And right now, it was calling to her.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
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!
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.
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.
