After all this time, you want me to see this?
An Yi stared at the pair of large white wings on Nie Qinglan's back, slightly shocked.
Hmm, but it's pretty damn impressive.
What's the deal with these wings?
Seeing An Yi's utterly bewildered look.
Nie Qinglan lowered her voice, "I haven't told anyone else about this!"
"Mm, I know."
An Yi reached out, touched the feathers of the wings on Nie Qinglan's back, and fell into thought.
The texture wasn't grafted; they were definitely natural wings.
They were white, soft to the touch, easily sinking in when pressed, extremely comfortable.
They were fundamentally different from his own pair of black steel Shadow Wings, a reward from the system.
"I... I need to put them away," Nie Qinglan said.
Then, the pair of snow-white wings retracted into her back.
The skin on Nie Qinglan's back was smooth as jade, without any trace.
It was hard to imagine how such a pair of astonishing wings could unfurl from there.
An Yi asked, puzzled, "What on earth is going on?"
Nie Qinglan shook her head, "I don't know either. I just fainted a while ago, and then suddenly discovered I had wings. Oh, and there's this too!"
As she spoke, Nie Qinglan displayed a flicker of flame in her hand.
Fire spiritual power!
An Yi was stunned, only now realizing that Nie Qinglan was already a late-stage Qi Refining spiritual practitioner.
With that level of strength, she could easily trounce a Martial Grandmaster!
"Tell me everything in detail!" An Yi said with a serious expression.
He had known Nie Qinglan wasn't ordinary before, but he never expected her to become like this.
He had a vague suspicion that it probably had something to do with her father, Boss Nie.
Nie Qinglan explained, "After the wings grew, I can now control fire. I didn't need to learn it; it feels like I was born knowing how. Also, my strength has become much greater, and I can run faster than others..."
Listening to her description,
An Yi understood that Nie Qinglan had suddenly awakened her spiritual veins.
But this change seemed more like that of a demon beast!
Right!
Demon beasts don't need to learn skills or cultivate; everything is hidden within their bloodline.
You could say their bloodline determines their upper limit.
Without external interference, all a demon beast can do is continuously stimulate the power of its bloodline.
When he was young, An Yi had once yearned for this way of gaining power.
Because it required no cultivation at all.
Suddenly, An Yi remembered something, "What about that girl Ziyue?"
She was the Third Princess of the Ten-Thousand Demon Kingdom; maybe she knew something.
Nie Qinglan shook her head, "She's gone to the capital now, working as a waitress at that coffee shop where Xiao Ye is. I asked her before, but she didn't know either."
An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.
He was certain there was definitely something wrong on Boss Nie's end.
Back then, he had accidentally "borrowed" a case of potions from the Nie family.
He thought Boss Nie would tear him apart.
Unexpectedly, after all this time, the Ghost Carving organization had been completely silent.
Nie Qinglan reached back and touched her shoulder blades, her voice grave, "An Yi, I suddenly have wings now..."
An Yi sighed softly.
Suddenly discovering she was different from others, this girl must think she's a monster.
Nie Qinglan looked at him, her excited expression serious as she asked, "So, am I an angel?"
An Yi: "..."
...
Nighttime, on the roads of Yunzhou.
A flashy Lamborghini Aventador, like a shooting star, zipped past, leaving behind a trail of wealthy-sounding engine roars.
After returning from Yunzhou, An Yi headed straight for the An Family Company in Jiangbei City.
That was his real money-making place, the one that kept him alive; he had to check on it.
In the passenger seat, there weren't a pair of long, fair legs, but a pair of dog legs.
It was a one-eyed big black dog smoking a Huazi cigarette.
Its paw was resting on the window, looking both street-smart and arrogant!
After destroying Heaven and returning to Jiangbei, Hongtian had followed Fang Jueming to the Wu Family Martial Arts School in Yunzhou, mooching off them for a while.
Clearly, the food at the martial arts school was pretty average, as the dog's once-fat belly had shrunk a bit.
"Hey, kid, let me drive for a bit, let me get the feel of it. Haven't raced in a while!"
Hongtian shook its dog head, saying cheerfully.
An Yi glanced at it, "Stop right there. Don't even think about it. This car costs 50 million!"
This dog simply didn't treat cars with any respect.
That car worth over a million that belonged to A'Long, which it borrowed, was who-knows-where now.
Hongtian blew a smoke ring, "So stingy. No vision."
"Damn it, don't smoke in my car!"
"Whatcha gonna do? I'm smoking. Bite me... Shit! You brat, don't you dare pull the leash! Put me down!"
An Yi steered with one hand, glancing in the rearview mirror.
Behind them, it seemed like there was a car following him?
"Kid, you seem to have gotten a lot stronger in the last half year or so!"
Hongtian tore at a piece of beef jerky, chewing noisily as it asked.
An Yi's current strength was formidable, becoming an unknown entity.
Roughly estimating, aside from that guy with the surname Long, there probably wasn't anyone on this Blue Planet who was his match anymore.
An Yi said modestly, "Of course, otherwise how could I have taken down the Heavenly Palace."
Hongtian looked utterly disdainful, "Pfft, what's there to brag about? Did you meet that Old Dragon when you went to the Immortal Gate?"
"Who's the Old Dragon?" An Yi asked curiously.
"You've been boasting all the way about how you took over the Immortal Gate, and in the end, you don't even know who the Old Dragon is!"
Hongtian's single eye was full of contempt.
Seeing An Yi about to yank the leash again, it quickly said, "That Immortal Gate pocket dimension, in your terms, is actually a prison."
"A prison?"
Hearing this, An Yi showed a curious expression.
"Haven't you noticed that the Immortal Gate world is actually similar to my Hongtian Secret Realm?"
Hongtian said leisurely, holding its cigarette.
An Yi shook his head, "They're way too different. The Immortal Gate world is half the size of Great Xia. Yours is just a cramped little patch of land. If you force a comparison, it's the difference between a villa and an outhouse..."
Hongtian got angry, baring its bloody maw, "You think I won't bite you to death?!"
Then, the dog leash was pulled taut...
"The Old Dragon is much older than me. It was causing trouble even before I was born," Hongtian said, munching noisily.
Of the three ancient calamity beasts,
Hongtian was the youngest. Even after being imprisoned for five thousand years, it was only considered middle-aged now.
It had less seniority and was relatively weaker in strength. Of course, only relatively!
An Yi showed a thoughtful expression, "So, according to you, the Immortal Gate is actually like your secret realm, also imprisoning a fierce beast?"
Hongtian's voice turned serious, "Yes, a giant black dragon. It was originally a sealed secret realm. Somehow you humans discovered it, slowly flooded in, and it became what's now that so-called Immortal Gate pocket dimension."
A slight smile curled at the corner of An Yi's mouth, "Interesting. I'll keep an eye out next time I go to the Immortal Gate."
"Don't do anything stupid!" Hongtian glanced at him and said.
In terms of overall strength, among the three calamities, that dragon was the strongest.
An Yi pondered, "Then where's the other calamity beast?"
Hongtian shook its head, showing a hint of wariness, "I don't know where that big bird is imprisoned either. But whatever you do, don't provoke it. It's the most dangerous one of all!"
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.
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
