Heavenly Demon Sect, Main Hall.
Sect Master Ning Zhongyuan caressed the enchanting woman in his arms while staring at a note, his fist clenching tightly.
"Outrageous! Absolutely despicable! I've never seen such an arrogant young man!!"
Below, the Young Sect Master Ning Haotian, who had presented the note, said solemnly, "Father, this Lin Chen is indeed audacious, but I believe this is nothing short of a provocation!"
"Do you think I don’t know that? Damn it! The old hag from the Azure Feather Pavilion just died, and now an even more formidable one has appeared!"
Ning Zhongyuan rubbed his temples in frustration, his anger making his grip tighten on the beauty in his arms.
The failed marriage alliance between the Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Profound Sect and Mu Qingyi of the Azure Feather Pavilion had already spread throughout the immortal sects.
Rumors said it was the Heavenly Profound Sect that unilaterally called off the engagement.
Without the Heavenly Profound Sect’s protection, the women of the Azure Feather Pavilion were like fish on a chopping block—many had their eyes on them.
Yet now, an unexpected expert had emerged.
A peak Void Realm cultivator—such strength was enough to make many sects wary.
Ning Zhongyuan sighed and asked languidly, "By the way, where’s that idiot second son? I heard he went to crash the wedding. Did he get himself killed?"
"Second Brother has returned," Ning Haotian replied.
Ning Zhongyuan exhaled slightly in relief. "Good that he’s alive. That useless fool. Tell him to stay put and not go anywhere. The immortal sects aren’t safe these days."
"Yes."
Ning Haotian’s eyes turned cold, his fists clenched.
His father had always favored that moronic younger brother, and it infuriated him.
"Father, I’ve discovered something interesting."
Ning Haotian looked up and said calmly, "From what I know, Second Brother failed in his attempt to kidnap the bride. A man named An Yi intervened, defeated Gu Chengde, and single-handedly withstood the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation of six elders and protectors before escaping unscathed with Mu Qingyi."
"Defeated Gu Chengde! Withstood the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation!"
Hearing this, Ning Zhongyuan stopped kneading the woman in his arms, his brows furrowing deeply.
"That’s monstrously strong."
He certainly couldn’t do it—he wasn’t even sure he could defeat Gu Chengde.
Now that Mu Qingyi had returned to her sect, was this An Yi also at the Azure Feather Pavilion?
Realizing this, Ning Zhongyuan’s expression darkened.
First An Yi, now Lin Chen.
The Azure Feather Pavilion’s strength might have surpassed what it was even before the old hag’s death!
Ning Haotian pondered, "Then the plan to subjugate the Azure Feather Pavilion—"
Ning Zhongyuan sighed in frustration. "Forget it. We’ll discuss it later. Right now, anyone who tries will only bring misfortune upon themselves."
"Then I shall take my leave."
Ning Haotian bowed, his eyes meeting those of the alluring woman in his father’s arms—a strange smile playing on his lips.
That night, major sects across the immortal world received the same note in various forms.
And the man named Lin Chen had successfully provoked the fury of these sects, becoming their most hated enemy!
In the following days, news of the Heavenly Profound Sect’s failed wedding spread like wildfire.
The tale of An Yi, a warrior who fought Sect Master Gu Chengde and broke the Heavenly Profound Sword Formation for the sake of his beloved, became a legend in the streets—a story of passion and heroism that captured the hearts of countless young men and women.
Under the silver moonlight, the chirping of insects filled the air.
By the time An Yi returned to the pavilion, the night was already deep.
Creak!
As he opened the door, he froze at the sight of a breathtakingly beautiful girl sitting by the window, her delicate hands cupping her cheeks.
Bathed in the silvery moonlight, Shen Muxuan’s silhouette was heart-stoppingly lovely.
"An Yi, you’re back?"
Shen Muxuan turned her head, her face lighting up with joy.
"I’m back."
An Yi chuckled, fumbling to light a candle. "It’s so dark. Why didn’t you light a lamp—"
Then, his hand paused.
Shen Muxuan blinked playfully. "I can’t see now, so I save a lot of candles at night."
Looking at her smile, An Yi’s heart twisted painfully.
He stepped forward and embraced her slender figure, whispering, "I’ll definitely heal your eyes."
Shen Muxuan nestled into his arms and nodded firmly. "Mmm, I believe you!"
An Yi grinned. "Go to bed early. Staying up so late will give you dark circles, and you won’t look as pretty."
"Mmm."
Shen Muxuan sat on the bed.
After hesitating for a moment, she bit her lip lightly, her jade-like fingers pulling at the ribbon around her waist.
Her dress slipped from her shoulders.
In an instant, a vision of flawless white jade unfolded before An Yi’s eyes.
The thin silk undergarment could no longer conceal her delicate, snow-white curves.
An Yi’s throat went dry.
Rated a 9 by the system, her allure was irresistible.
"I-I just thought… sleeping in clothes… isn’t very comfortable."
Shen Muxuan stammered, her face flushed, a mix of adorable shyness and intoxicating charm.
An Yi said solemnly, "I feel the same!"
At this point, if he still didn’t understand her intentions, he’d be a fool.
His hand resting on her smooth, fragrant shoulder, An Yi trembled slightly with excitement.
He’d seen that undergarment many times before.
But the scenery beneath? Never.
"A-An Yi…"
Shen Muxuan lifted her head, her sweet, soft voice like the final straw that broke the camel’s back.
Unable to restrain himself, An Yi kissed her, pressing her down onto the bed.
Clothes flew everywhere!
An Yi raised his hand, ready to tear away that sinful undergarment with brute force.
But in that instant—
A chilling cold surged through him.
An Yi broke out in a cold sweat, his heart sinking.
Midnight had arrived!
The moment he reached out, an overwhelming frost enveloped him, freezing him solid into an ice sculpture!
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the pavilion.
An Yi sat shirtless, wearing only cartoon-patterned underwear, a towel draped over his head, his hair still damp. He shivered uncontrollably, teeth chattering.
"Alright, he’s finally saved."
Mu Qingyi wiped the sweat from her brow, exhausted after working all night.
When Shen Muxuan had called her over, An Yi was already a frozen statue—completely naked, in a rather… bold state.
To thaw him, Mu Qingyi had used all kinds of fire-attribute spirit herbs for his bath, slowly melting the ice encasing him.
Shen Muxuan lowered her head guiltily. "Master, thank you… for working all night."
"It’s fine. This kid’s tough. Even without my help, he probably would’ve recovered on his own."
Mu Qingyi looked at him strangely, unable to hide her astonishment.
This An Yi was practically an indestructible monster now.
"You two rest well. You’ve been up all night—look how exhausted you are."
Mu Qingyi smoothed Shen Muxuan’s hair, then poked her forehead lightly, scolding, "Remember, no more reckless behavior."
"I-I won’t…"
Shen Muxuan’s face burned crimson.
After seeing Mu Qingyi off, Shen Muxuan approached An Yi, her voice soft with apology.
"A-An Yi… a-are you feeling better?"
"D-do I l-look like it?!"
An Yi glanced up at her, still shivering violently, his teeth clattering.
Shen Muxuan twisted her fingers nervously. "I-I’m sorry… I really didn’t think it would be like that…"
"It’s fine, silly girl. I’m not blaming you." An Yi tapped her head lightly, smiling helplessly.
But damn, that freezing sensation was brutal!
Without his Immortal Body, he’d have been a goner.
After a moment of contemplation, Shen Muxuan looked up at An Yi and said earnestly, "An Yi, if... if you really can't hold back anymore, let Master help you. I’ll talk to her—she’ll probably agree."
An Yi:
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.”
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!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
