Hongtian walked in with light steps, resembling a mighty general, and claimed credit, "Three hundred and twenty-five bites! A total of three hundred and twenty-five spirit cores!"
An Yi was shocked. "Over three hundred bites! Did you eat him?!"
Hongtian shook his large head and lit a cigarette. "I didn't eat anyone!"
Hearing this, An Yi breathed a slight sigh of relief.
No matter what sins a disciple committed, he was still a disciple. A little lesson would suffice.
Hongtian blew a smoke ring, his voice rising in pitch. "Where are the spirit cores? Don't even think about backing out of our deal!"
An Yi coughed lightly and said with a serious expression, "I'll give them to you tomorrow! And I'll even throw in a level-five spirit core!"
Looking at Hongtian's glaring, predatory expression, An Yi had no doubt in his mind.
If he didn't give him the spirit cores, this dog would give him over three hundred bites too.
"Really?"
Hongtian looked at An Yi suspiciously.
He had already readied his dog claws to scratch someone; this made him feel like the world was very unreal.
"I, An Yi, always keep my word."
An Yi said solemnly, his expression dignified.
Shen Muxuan poked her little head out of the bedroom and asked curiously, "What did you guys do to Xiaoming?"
"Oh, that kid had something to do and went back. Let's continue!"
An Yi grinned, flashing a smile.
Shen Muxuan's face flushed red as she said, "I... I've already put my clothes back on. The orchid knot is very hard to tie..."
"It's fine, I'll help you with it!"
An Yi said, looking passionate and surging with enthusiasm.
Shen Muxuan shot him a reproachful glare. "Stop messing around. I'm going to prepare something to eat."
Right at that moment, a knock on the door rang out.
"Who is it!"
An Yi asked furiously.
"Me!"
A cold and aloof voice sounded from outside the door.
An Yi frowned slightly.
Poker Face?
"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" An Yi was full of doubts.
"Bringing you breakfast!"
Hearing these words, Shen Muxuan, who was just about to go to the kitchen to cook some porridge, turned pale. "You... you guys..."
An Yi: "..."
...
By the side of the road.
Fang Jueming looked at the teeth marks on his body, counting them one by one.
This was the task Hongtian had assigned him, telling him to count exactly how many teeth marks there were.
"He counted wrong. It's not three hundred and twenty-five, it's three hundred and twenty-six! No wonder it felt a bit off just now."
Fang Jueming said calmly.
Ever since he mastered the gold spiritual power, he had discussed the Vajra Art with Master Jienan again.
Now, the muscles on his body might not look incredibly bulky, but they were comparable to copper sinews and iron bones!
Hongtian had gnawed on him for ages, but only managed to leave behind a series of shallow white teeth marks.
Where should he go next.
Fang Jueming was a bit hesitant.
Subconsciously, he had actually arrived at the shopping mall.
This wasn't right. What was he doing at the mall!
Right at that moment, a figure covered entirely in blood darted past Fang Jueming's eyes!
...
Imperial Capital, Law Enforcement Bureau.
"No, what are you doing! You are committing assault in the middle of the street, do you know that!"
"Let go! You think I don't dare to hit you, huh!"
"Bro, I was wrong, let go, it hurts, hurts, hurts!"
The guy wearing a peaked cap was being held single-handedly by Chen Bing and dragged all the way to the Law Enforcement Bureau.
With a clatter, the person was thrown at the entrance of the Law Enforcement Bureau.
A girl who was on duty at the Imperial Capital Law Enforcement Bureau looked up and saw Chen Bing. She couldn't help but say, "Chen Bing, why is it you..."
Chen Bing said slowly, "Hong Lu, this guy was trying to steal something. Put it on record."
"Who, who the hell was stealing! Don't slander people!"
The young man in the peaked cap instantly grew anxious.
Hong Lu said flatly, "He was caught by you before he even had the chance to steal."
The young man said aggrievedly, "Exactly, I hadn't even made a move yet... No, I, I never even intended to steal anything!"
Hong Lu smiled brightly and said, "Big bro, why do you look a bit familiar to me..."
"No, not familiar at all. Officer, you've got the wrong person..."
Hong Lu gave Chen Bing an OK hand gesture. "Go do your thing. This guy is suspicious, leave him to me."
Chen Bing shrugged and left the Law Enforcement Bureau.
He took out his phone and called Bai Xiu as he walked. "I've already bought the plane ticket to Jiangbei City, I'm setting off immediately... Hello, hello?"
Hearing the dead tone on the other end of the line, Chen Bing frowned slightly.
He hung up!
Did he fall asleep while on the phone?
That was actually very possible!
What on earth was that kid doing?!
...
Imperial Capital, the Bai Family.
"Are you not going to answer that call from just now?"
Tang Qingqing looked at Bai Xiu curiously and asked.
Bai Xiu let out a yawn, his dead-fish eyes looking calm as he said, "Oh, it was a spam call. I already hung up."
Tang Qingqing nodded and then said, "Right, I made plans with my sister and brother-in-law today. We're going to climb Mount Sanming."
Upon hearing they were going mountain climbing, veins popped on Bai Xiu's forehead.
In the time loop of April 1st, he was either climbing a mountain or on his way to climb a mountain.
"No, we are not climbing a mountain."
Bai Xiu held Tang Qingqing's hand and said seriously.
Tang Qingqing said, a bit angry, "Didn't we decide on this last night? I've already agreed with my sister and the others!"
Bai Xiu didn't speak. His lazy eyes actually revealed a somewhat affectionate look.
Instantly, Tang Qingqing's face flushed red.
At this moment, Bai Xiu's charm seemed off the charts to her.
Bai Xiu remained silent, his handsome and refined face leaning in closer and closer.
"What... what are you doing..."
Tang Qingqing's heart fluttered with excitement like a frightened deer, but before she could say anything else, a domineering kiss sealed her lips.
Her hands nervously clutched the bedsheets.
After gripping them tightly, she slowly let go.
Clothes fell away completely.
"Don't, it's... it's daytime, ah, mmm, mmm..."
...
Imperial Capital, a coffee shop.
"Little brother, there's a hair in your coffee! How is someone supposed to drink this!"
A burly man pointed at the already emptied coffee cup, gesturing at the bottom.
Inside, there was glaringly a single strand of hair.
"I apologize, sir. I will get you a replacement immediately."
Xiao Ye still maintained a standard customer service smile.
"Not a bad service attitude, huh. See that? This is what you call professional!"
The burly man said cheerfully.
When the second cup was brought over, the burly man downed it in one gulp.
"This isn't right. How is there still a hair in here? Waiter, get out here! Where's the manager! Everyone get out here and look at this!"
The burly man demanded aggressively, refusing to let the matter drop.
"You're making baseless accusations! You clearly put that hair in there yourself."
Ziyue couldn't stand watching this anymore, grinding her teeth in anger!
The burly man said smugly, "Hey, little girl, what's up? Are you trying to hit me or something!"
"I..."
Ziyue's fiery temper flared up, and she couldn't hold back from throwing a punch.
At this moment, a slender hand grabbed her wrist.
"Don't raise your hand!"
Xiao Ye still wore his gentle and elegant smile.
"Xiao Ye..."
Ziyue looked at Xiao Ye, her eyes slightly dazed, revealing a look of guilt.
She had been too impulsive and hadn't thought at all about the consequences this incident would bring to the shop.
"Let me handle this!"
Xiao Ye's gentle smile gradually darkened.
The burly man provoked him, "Heh, blind man, come on, hit me. Hit me."
Thump!
The tray smashed heavily into his face.
The burly man was left completely dumbfounded on the spot.
"You have a lot of hair, don't you?"
Xiao Ye grabbed his hair and hauled his head up, saying grimly, "Do you know how I've survived this past year?!"
Thump! Thump! Thump...
The burly man, who had been beaten bald, with a bruised and swollen face, scrambled and crawled his way out of the coffee shop.
Ziyue, standing to the side, was completely stunned.
Was this really Xiao Ye?
At another table, the paparazzi who had been recording the entire scene looked absolutely stunned.
"What a huge scoop! The blind cafe waiter just beat someone up!"
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
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.”
