The blade of Lishang Sword slashed out!
An Yi struck down a level-four multicolored tiger.
Without pause, he immediately began sprinting, chased by a massive horde of wild beasts.
Wolves, boars, leopards—even a swarm of rats on the ground—were all blocking his path.
This made An Yi feel an indescribable sense of humiliation!
He was the boss of the Asura Sect!
Was this the kind of treatment a big boss deserved?!
Suddenly, he remembered—System Daddy!
Couldn’t the Demon Mask turn him invisible?
Overjoyed, An Yi quickly retrieved the Evil Ghost Mask from his storage space and put it on.
In an instant, he activated the invisibility skill.
Yet, in the eyes of the beast horde, all they could see was a pair of boxers floating rapidly through the air.
An Yi glanced at the still-chasing beasts, then at his very much visible boxers. Without hesitation, he shattered them with a burst of energy!
He had once sworn that as a boss, he would never do something as out-of-character as streaking.
But now, he clearly wasn’t breaking his oath.
Because he was wearing a mask! This absolutely didn’t count as streaking!
Freed from the constraints of his boxers, An Yi ran naked and transparent, darting through dense shrubs like a rabbit evading a hawk.
The beasts stopped.
A lead wolf sniffed lightly at the air.
Then, its emerald-green eyes locked onto a direction, and it bolted forward in pursuit.
The other beasts followed closely behind.
An Yi’s face turned green.
Damn cheaters!
He thought this would shake off the savage beasts.
But no—this wolf could track him by scent!
Had wolves in the immortal world evolved to this level already?!
Furious, An Yi realized his quick thinking had only led to his already-limited dignity being trampled once again.
Damn system!
What’s the point of invisibility if it’s useless?!
Fight?
He couldn’t take on an entire horde!
Every one of them seemed to have cheats—how was he supposed to fight?!
Escape?
No chance!
He looked up at the sky, where vultures and eagles were already circling.
Their target was unmistakably him.
Gritting his teeth, An Yi desperately racked his brain for a way out.
Skills? None suitable!
Items?
Then he spotted the slumbering silver dragon.
"Hey, Dragon Girl, wake up!" An Yi shouted.
The silver dragon remained motionless.
Once this dragon fell asleep, she could stay dormant for ten years without stirring. There was no way a single shout from An Yi would rouse her.
With no other options, An Yi started hurling everything from his storage space at her—bottles of iced tea, tissues, slippers, stinky socks—all sorts of random junk clattering against her scales.
Finally, just as a heavy sword was about to cleave him in half, the silver dragon opened her eyes.
Her amber pupils radiated intimidation as they fixed on An Yi.
An Yi:
"Of all the times to wake up, you choose NOW?!"
"Dragon Girl! Dragon Sis! Dragon Auntie! I’m your—ugh, never mind! Hurry up! Save me! Level-five demon beast core!"
The silver dragon’s violet eyes gleamed with disdain.
Clearly, she didn’t believe him.
She wasn’t about to let An Yi ride her for free again.
"If I die, this storage space will be sealed forever. You’ll be trapped in this tiny place for eternity!" An Yi blurted.
Hearing this, the dragon hesitated.
A space like this was hard to come by. Finding another undisturbed sanctuary wouldn’t be easy.
At the very moment the beasts were about to catch An Yi—
The silver dragon suddenly materialized, scooping him onto her back and soaring into the sky, leaving the horde far behind.
Two level-three demon eagles attempted to ambush her mid-flight.
But with a sudden burst of speed, the silver dragon sent them spiraling downward in a flurry of feathers and panicked squawks.
Her long, whip-like tail lashed out, smacking a black crocodile that had leaped from the lake.
With just one strike, the level-four beast was sent flying, dazed and floating belly-up on the water’s surface, motionless.
Alive or dead—who knew?
"Hell yeah!" An Yi cheered.
The silver dragon circled overhead, her aura as the sovereign of all beasts radiating outward. Instantly, the frenzied creatures below calmed.
On a flat stretch of rocky cliff—now safely out of reach of any beasts—the dragon descended.
In a flash, her silver-scaled body transformed into a stunning, completely naked girl with flawless pale skin.
Her long silver hair fluttered in the wind, barely concealing her breathtaking figure.
Violet eyes, exquisite features—yet her expression was eerily emotionless.
Bathed in the golden hues of sunset, the girl stood at the cliff’s edge, the mountain breeze tousling her hair, her beauty enough to intoxicate the soul.
Except for the stark contrast of a fully naked man straddling her back.
An Yi:
This was NOT the outcome he’d envisioned.
Ziiip!
Pants zipped up. Even with steel-thick skin, An Yi felt a twinge of shame.
"Ahem… Dragon Girl, why’d you suddenly turn human?" he asked awkwardly.
The silver-haired girl rolled her eyes at him before shifting back into dragon form and vanishing into An Yi’s body.
Sigh.
Now fully dressed, An Yi stretched and surveyed the world from the cliff’s vantage point.
The view was vast.
Endless ancient trees stretched to the horizon, their canopies blotting out the sky.
Beyond the forest lay distant mountains.
With wilderness on all sides, An Yi felt lost.
How the hell was he supposed to get out of here?!
He couldn’t just run blindly!
As he pondered, the sky suddenly darkened.
An Yi looked up.
A black mass—countless birds—blotted out the light.
"Goddammit! Not again!"
Gripping his heavy sword, An Yi began channeling energy.
Several birds dive-bombed him, pecking at his body.
He ignored them.
But when one little bird twisted midair, aiming its butt at him—An Yi moved.
"Sixth Form of the Dragon-Slaying Nine Swords—Tidal Surge!"
The broadsword gleamed blue, its force like a raging ocean, crashing forward in a devastating wave.
Splat!
The level-two birds stood no chance.
Like hailstones, their mangled bodies rained down, reduced to pulp.
"Finally… some damn peace."
Grinning savagely, An Yi spotted something glinting on the ground.
Demon beast cores!
His face lit up.
These were treasures! Perfect for feeding Da Hong!
Though the Tidal Surge had obliterated the birds, their cores—the hardest part of their bodies and the focus of their spiritual energy—remained intact.
He’d barely picked up two when—
The sky darkened again.
This time, vultures.
An Yi’s face turned ashen.
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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
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