"Hey, why did you run off?"
An Yi walked to the stream, washing his face stained with foul-smelling saliva, while calling out to Long Aoxue inside his storage space.
This girl left without a word—he almost got eaten by a leopard!
Of course, his calls were useless.
The silver dragon continued sleeping peacefully, completely indifferent to the outside world.
Then, An Yi took out a spirit core from the level-three leopard he had just hunted and tossed it at the dragon’s head.
As if sensing it, Long Aoxue opened her eyes, caught the core in her mouth, and swallowed it.
"Hey, Dragon Girl, how about five level-four spirit cores in exchange for a night with me?"
An Yi chuckled as he asked.
Long Aoxue nodded.
An Yi pondered for a moment. "But we need to set some ground rules. First, you have to wear clothes when you come out! Second, you can’t return to the storage space until I wake up! And third… well, I haven’t thought of the last one yet, but that’s it for now."
"Okay."
Long Aoxue agreed without hesitation.
Spending a night with this man in exchange for ten spirit cores? In her simple worldview, there was nothing wrong with that.
An Yi shook his head inwardly, sighing.
This girl’s understanding of the world was too naive. He needed to educate her—otherwise, she might run off one day and get tricked by some scoundrel.
Before he could finish washing his face, a fish with jagged teeth leaped from the water, aiming straight for his head.
"Screech!"
The fish let out a shriek before being sliced in half by a blade of air.
"Only level two, huh."
An Yi sighed softly, flicking his fingers. The air blade precisely extracted the fish’s spirit core, which landed in his palm.
Level-four demon beasts weren’t as easy to find as he’d thought.
Most were level two or three.
But An Yi didn’t dare to be as reckless as when he first arrived, fearing he might attract too many beasts and lose control of the situation.
He really didn’t want to run around naked wearing a mask again—it would tarnish the glorious image of the Asura Sect’s leader.
"Where to next?"
Standing atop an ancient towering tree, An Yi gazed into the distance and murmured.
After completing his mission, he needed to leave as soon as possible.
But for now, the priority was finding level-four demon beasts.
Lost in thought, a massive serpent silently slithered up behind An Yi, its jaws widening as it lunged for a bite.
An Yi turned, slashing with the air blade he had been gathering in his hand.
The serpent was struck, a wound splitting its gaping maw as it recoiled in retreat.
"Oho, level four!"
An Yi grinned, excitement flashing in his eyes.
Ding! [Hunt] Mission Progress: 1/100.
Pulling out the serpent’s spirit core, An Yi sighed.
At this rate, it really wouldn’t be finished anytime soon.
After the level-four serpent was slain, the remaining level-two and three serpents scattered in panic.
"Are these things pack hunters?"
An Yi frowned in suspicion.
Moreover, the level-four serpent seemed to be the leader.
Once it died, the underlings fled like frightened birds.
Stretching his limbs, An Yi leaped down from the towering tree.
"Time to hunt!"
Six enormous lions charged across the plains, their ferocious auras enough to make a man’s courage fail.
Behind them surged an overwhelming tide of beasts.
In the distance stood a hastily built wooden palisade.
Compared to the six bloodthirsty lions, the flimsy wall might as well have been made of paper.
Soldiers stood atop it, gripping their spears with trembling hands, their pupils shrinking in terror at the approaching beasts.
This was the feeling of death drawing near.
The beast tide had come too suddenly—and it was more terrifying than any before.
The six lions at the forefront radiated overwhelming pressure—all level-four demon beasts!
Level-four demon beasts!
That was enough to slaughter an entire city.
"Men! Today, we must hold back this beast tide! Your parents, wives, and children are behind us! Use your blades to protect their safety!"
A middle-aged man clad in armor, clearly a commander, raised a greatsword and roared.
"Defend the Wei Family!"
The soldiers shouted in unison, their eyes filled with grim determination.
They all knew they wouldn’t survive.
Their only goal was to buy time—to stall the beasts long enough for their families to escape.
The armored commander, Wei Feng, took a deep breath, steadying his nerves.
He was a Void Realm expert within the family!
But the six lions before him were all level-four.
Could he really hold them off?
"Yunyun… forgive your father."
Wei Feng’s eyes glistened with tears as he clutched a crudely carved wooden doll—a gift from his six-year-old daughter, who had asked him to come home for dinner.
But he likely wouldn’t make it back.
"They’re here!"
The soldiers braced themselves, weapons at the ready as the beast tide crashed forward.
The lead lion stood ten meters tall—its head alone dwarfed the wooden wall.
Wei Feng gritted his teeth and swung his greatsword.
This lion’s strength was immense, likely having been a level-four beast for years—far beyond what a Void Realm beginner like him could handle.
Why would beasts of this caliber appear at the forest’s edge?
Shouldn’t they be deep in the heart of the wilderness?
And the behavior of the other beasts was strange too.
All kinds of creatures, even natural enemies, ran together in chaotic panic.
Panic?
Wei Feng frowned in confusion.
But there was no time to think—the lead lion’s massive paw swung down toward the wall.
"I’ll handle this!"
Wei Feng slashed his sword at the lion’s paw.
Clang!
The strike blocked the attack—but Wei Feng himself was sent flying like a broken kite, smashing through a wooden barricade.
Clutching his chest, Wei Feng’s face turned ashen.
The enemy was too strong. They wouldn’t even be able to buy time.
Would these beasts really overrun the Wei Family?
Enraged by the strike, the lion let out an earth-shaking roar.
The soldiers couldn’t withstand the sheer force—many swayed on their feet, nearly collapsing.
"Hold the line! Damn it, HOLD!"
Wei Feng bellowed through gritted teeth, clutching his chest.
But how could mere Dark Force and Transformation Realm warriors withstand a level-four beast’s might?
Roar!
The lion bared its fangs in a cruel grin—
Then its paw was severed mid-swing!
Blood sprayed through the air!
Wei Feng: "…"
All the Wei Family disciples stood frozen, staring in shock at the sky.
There, hovering midair with flames swirling around his feet, was a strikingly handsome young man.
"Run! Let’s see how far you can get!"
An Yi grinned to himself, baring his teeth as he eyed the six massive lions ahead.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
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!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
