Pretentiousness might be late, but pretentious assholes never miss their cue!
When An Yi appeared, the entire room buzzed with whispers.
Who's that guy?
Can't you see his clothes? He's a waiter!
But why does he act so damn cocky compared to other waiters?
Didn't he just say something about the Asura Gate?
The crowd murmured, clearly not recognizing An Yi at all.
An Yi, wearing a profound and mysterious smile, felt his face stiffen.
Something's off!
Isn't shocking everyone and flexing supposed to be the protagonist's privilege? And he doesn’t get any?
That’s bullshit!
Just then, Bai Shaojun, arriving fashionably late, stumbled at the sight of An Yi and stammered, "Y-you... You're the Night Emperor An Yi, leader of the Asura Gate!"
Others might not know An Yi, but he sure did!
Back in Jiangbei City, when he tried to forcibly acquire An Yi’s company, he got beaten to a pulp and thrown out a window.
Hearing this, An Yi broke into a grin.
Good kid, beating you back then wasn’t in vain!
"The Asura Gate’s leader, An Yi!"
A wave of astonishment swept through the crowd.
In Daxia, who hadn’t heard of the Asura Gate’s leader?
Slayer of the Hundred Ghosts Sect’s Demon Hall, killer of the Paradise Organization’s SSS-ranked assassins!
Now ranked 19th on the Heavenly Leaderboard!
Even among Void Realm experts, few could rival him.
Instantly, the atmosphere grew tense, everyone staring at An Yi with burning admiration.
This was a living legend—Daxia’s top martial artist, gracing the humble Bai family’s birthday banquet!
The younger attendees gazed at him with outright reverence.
The incident where he killed Chi Xiao was still fresh, and An Yi’s reputation was at its peak.
At just twenty years old, An Yi was indisputably the number one young martial artist of his generation.
Some media outlets had even declared him Daxia’s greatest prodigy in a thousand years!
In the martial world, strength commanded respect.
An Yi was young, insanely powerful, and ridiculously handsome—already a mythic figure.
Now that he’d appeared in the flesh, how could they not lose their minds?
Even the eighty-year-old matriarch’s hands trembled slightly.
Under the weight of all those fervent stares, An Yi raised an eyebrow, suddenly doubting himself.
Am I really this badass?
Of course, what An Yi didn’t know was that thanks to some unscrupulous media, he’d been painted as Daxia’s ultimate big boss!
Every martial artist in Daxia knew about his Asura Gate—how it punched the Law Enforcement Bureau, trampled the Heavenly Dragon Temple, and rode roughshod over the Pantheon of Gods.
These days, the Asura Gate was a name that struck fear into hearts across the land.
Hou Tianci, still kneeling, stared at An Yi in disbelief, muttering, "The Asura Gate... No, impossible. Absolutely impossible..."
As a martial artist, he knew exactly what the Asura Gate represented.
Night Emperor An Yi? Even his own sect master from the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss would flee at the sight of him!
An Yi cleared his throat, hands clasped behind his back, and put on his most aloof act. "Bai Xiu is under the Asura Gate’s protection. If the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss has the guts to retaliate, let them try."
"Bai Xiu... is really part of the Asura Gate?!"
Hou Tianci shuddered violently.
"Night Emperor, this lowly one was blind! I never meant to provoke the Asura Gate—this was all my doing, the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss had nothing to do with it!"
Hou Tianci trembled like a leaf.
He was used to throwing his sect’s name around to intimidate others—after all, who in Daxia wouldn’t cower at the mention of the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss?
But this time, he might’ve just doomed his entire sect.
For a behemoth like the Asura Gate, wiping out the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss would be child’s play.
"Old Bai, what do you think?" An Yi glanced at Bai Xiu.
He didn’t care either way—this was Bai Xiu’s call.
"Get lost."
Bai Xiu swung his spear.
Hou Tianci didn’t even see the strike before he was sent flying like a cannonball, howling in pain.
"Is he... alive?" An Yi squinted at the vanishing figure.
Bai Xiu shrugged—no idea.
But the crowd’s perception of the Bai family had already shifted.
The Asura Gate—was there any stronger backer in the world?
Who’d have thought the Bai family would latch onto this golden thigh?
Even Uncle Liu, the butler, glowed with pride.
Everyone knew: with Bai Xiu’s Transcendent Realm strength and the Asura Gate’s backing, the Bai family was destined for greatness.
On the other hand, the Bai family’s noblewomen looked like they’d swallowed lemons.
They’d always clashed with Bai Xiu. Now that he’d risen so high, if he held a grudge... they were screwed.
Ding! Main Quest [The Discarded Son’s Return] completed!
Ding! Reward: +100 Evil Points! Skill [Blazing Step] acquired!
Hearing the system’s notification, An Yi’s eyebrows shot up.
Holy shit!
Bai Xiu’s quest was this easy?
What a bro!
He hurriedly checked the rewards.
[Blazing Step]
Skill Type: Movement
An Yi:
"...Yeah, didn’t expect this trash system to be poetic."
Since he still had some Evil Points left, An Yi dumped them all into the skill.
Instantly, Blazing Step leveled up to Lv. 3!
Ding! Blazing Step has reached Lv. 3! Unlocked skill [Flame Stride]!
An Yi skimmed the description, eyes lighting up.
[Flame Stride]
Effect: Grants brief aerial movement!
"System, you’re god-tier!"
An Yi’s eyes widened.
Aerial movement! If he’d had this against that bastard Chi Xiao, the fight would’ve been a breeze.
Too bad he’d run out of Evil Points—he really wanted to see what Lv. 4 could do.
Satisfied, An Yi closed the skill panel, grinning like an idiot.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yingying looked like she’d bitten into something sour.
Pitifully, she gazed at Bai Xiu and asked in a small voice, "B-Bai Xiu... you’re really with the Asura Gate?"
Gone was the arrogance she’d flaunted upon arriving.
Regret gnawed at her. Even if Bai Xiu wasn’t part of the Asura Gate, his Transcendent Realm strength alone was enough to make the Jiang family sweat.
Jiang Yingying wasn’t stupid—this guy was only twenty and already at the Transcendent Realm. Breaking through to the Void Realm was practically guaranteed!
A single Void Realm expert could ensure the Bai family’s prosperity for a century!
She wanted to kick herself.
Young, handsome, insanely strong, with an unshakable background...
No wonder the Tang Family’s Young Princess had taken a liking to him.
If she could marry Bai Xiu, she could strut through the imperial capital like she owned it. For the Jiang family, it’d be an incomparable honor.
Bai Xiu gave her a cool glance. "Yeah."
Ding! Destiny’s Child [Bai Xiu] detected. Will host recruit him to your faction?
An Yi, who’d been pinching Ziyue’s cheeks playfully, froze at the system’s voice.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
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."
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
