The person to the left was Flower Mountain Hermit, a loose immortal at the Void Realm, ranked twenty-ninth on the Heavenly Rankings!
In the second row was the burly Puppet General, Qing Dong! Mid-stage Void Realm, ranked twenty-fifth on the Heavenly Rankings!
As he walked, Jiang Cheng quietly briefed An Yi on the notable figures present.
An Yi gave a slight nod.
Their rankings were all below his—no need to remember them.
"What you should really pay attention to is the front row," Jiang Cheng paused. "The head of the Tang Family, Elder Tang Baichuan, is a Void Realm expert, ranked seventeenth on the Heavenly Rankings."
Hearing this, An Yi glanced at Tang Baichuan in surprise, momentarily stunned.
This was the same elderly Tang he had treated back in Jiangbei City!
He just hadn’t expected him to be from the capital’s Tang Family—wait!
Tang Qingqing was also from the Tang Family. Were they related?
From a distance, Tang Baichuan noticed An Yi’s gaze and responded with a warm smile.
Even Tang Baichuan hadn’t anticipated that in just half a year, the young miracle doctor from Jiangbei City Hospital would rise to become one of the Great Xia’s top martial artists!
Jiang Cheng looked toward the front row and said leisurely, "The Daoist next to Elder Tang is Cangqiong Daoist, also Xiao Xiao’s master, ranked third on the Heavenly Rankings."
At this, An Yi straightened with respect.
A true hero of the common folk! The number one Daoist expert!
"The second-ranked is Master Yuanyi from the Heavenly Dragon Temple," Jiang Cheng added briefly.
An Yi couldn’t help but look over, slightly amazed.
The current An Yi was no longer the clueless novice he once was.
He frequently browsed the Martial Artist App.
Naturally, he knew about Master Yuanyi, ranked second on the Heavenly Rankings, said to be over three hundred years old.
Master Yuanyi was short, his face gaunt and wrinkled, with two long eyebrows as white as snow.
At first glance, he looked like he could pass away any moment without anyone lifting a finger. It was hard to believe he was the second-ranked on the Heavenly Rankings.
Jiang Cheng continued, "The bald guy in the center is Han Bing, head of the Law Enforcement Bureau."
An Yi turned his gaze to the burly, bald man in the Law Enforcement Bureau uniform and felt speechless.
Seriously? That’s how you introduce the head of the Law Enforcement Bureau?
"Is Long Aotian not here?" An Yi asked curiously.
With the second and third-ranked figures present, it seemed odd for the top-ranked to be absent.
"Cough—it’s Long Aoyun. He hates that name. Be careful, or you might die."
Jiang Cheng’s lips twitched.
This guy really had no fear, joking about anyone’s name.
An Yi narrowed his eyes.
The Great Xia’s number one War God!
Leader of the Pantheon! Top-ranked on the Heavenly Rankings!
In the hearts of the Great Xia’s people, he was a figure already deified in the modern era!
He was genuinely curious about what kind of person this was.
Leading An Yi forward, Jiang Cheng said, "Hurry up and take your seat."
An Yi raised an eyebrow. "Where’s my spot?"
Jiang Cheng replied reluctantly, "Third from the left in the front row!"
The front row?
That was reserved for the Great Xia’s most powerful figures!
No wonder his invitation was gold-plated and required the Law Enforcement Bureau’s Azure Dragon to escort him.
An Yi glanced around, mildly shocked. To his left was Master Yuanyi, and to his right, Cangqiong Daoist.
Who’d have thought he’d end up seated among them?
Master Yuanyi, ever the ascetic, was meditating in his seat, his thin frame hunched over, head lowered—and snoring softly.
Cangqiong Daoist sat in silence, the picture of a solemn, upright Daoist.
Seeing An Yi calmly take his seat without a hint of nerves, Cangqiong Daoist couldn’t help but find it impressive.
Unshaken in the face of pressure—this composure was remarkable.
Once An Yi was seated, Han Bing, head of the Law Enforcement Bureau, checked the time. Right on schedule, he stood and walked to the podium. "Now that everyone’s here, let’s begin the meeting."
An Yi instantly puffed up, crossing his legs with an air of smugness.
See? Without him, the meeting wouldn’t even start!
Cangqiong Daoist shot him a glance and immediately understood.
This kid wasn’t calm—he just had zero social anxiety!
The meeting itself was painfully dull.
Topics like "promoting harmony and mutual development in the martial world" were clearly drafted by some third-rate writer. Even Han Bing struggled to get through it, his brow furrowed as he stumbled over obscure words.
Bored, An Yi scanned the room.
Many familiar faces were present—Xiao Yike, Han Liang, Xiao Xiao, and others.
When Xiao Xiao noticed An Yi looking her way, she happily waved.
An Yi responded with a serene smile, his expression pure and detached.
Faced with a beauty scoring a 9/10 on the system’s scale, his face might as well have been carved with the words "no worldly desires."
"I heard you saved my disciple?"
Cangqiong Daoist spoke up, his tone measured.
An Yi replied coolly, "No need for thanks. It was nothing, really."
"I wasn’t thanking you. If you take liberties with her again, I won’t go easy on you." Cangqiong Daoist said flatly.
An Yi’s smile stiffened.
Was this old geezer’s hostility because he’d found out about… that incident?
Phew!
Han Bing finally finished the tedious speech and wiped sweat from his bald head.
"Today’s martial assembly has another matter I’m sure you’re all aware of," he said solemnly. "Two more Demon Halls of the Hundred Ghosts Sect have emerged, frequently attacking our borders. Rumor has it that above the Four Demon Halls, there’s an even more formidable leader."
The room erupted in murmurs.
They’d thought the Demon Halls were the pinnacle of the Hundred Ghosts Sect—who knew there was someone above them?
Moreover, the sect leader’s identity remained a complete mystery.
This organization was far more terrifying than they’d imagined.
"The Great Xia is the strongest nation on Blue Star. If not for someone provoking them, the Hundred Ghosts Sect wouldn’t have dared strike first—resulting in one of their Demon Halls dead and another severely injured!"
An elder remarked pointedly.
The "someone" in question was obvious to all.
"Exactly! What does the Hundred Ghosts Sect have to do with us? Whoever stirred the hornet’s nest should handle it themselves!"
Voices of dissent rose from all sides.
Faced with the terrifying might of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, no one wanted to get involved.
An Yi raised an eyebrow. So they were trying to pin this on him?
"The Eastern Sea Sect, located on the southeastern isles, lost over a hundred disciples to the Hundred Ghosts Sect in two years. Elder Ning, you even personally killed Peach Immortal, one of the Hundred Ghosts’ Eight Immortals. The blood feud between your sects runs deep."
From the back, Lin Chen’s cold voice cut through the noise. He sat in a knockoff-brand wheelchair. "The Asura Gate isn’t the only one implicated—your Eastern Sea Sect can’t escape blame either!"
Elder Ning flushed. "You—"
"Trying to use the Asura Gate as your pawn? Old man, your calculations are loud."
An Yi stood, his smile icy.
In an instant, the entire Asura Gate contingent rose from their seats at the very back.
Among them:
Lin Chen in his wheelchair.
Fang Jueming with his arm in a sling.
Xiao Ye with bandages over his eyes.
And most absurdly—a one-eyed dog sitting beside them.
An Yi: "..."
This… was not the impression he’d wanted to make.
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!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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.
