Tianlong Mountain.
For a long time, the majestic and solemn temple has always been open as a scenic spot.
But today, it was rarely closed, and tourists were forbidden to climb.
Tianlong Mountain, the main peak.
It is the real location of Tianlong Temple.
Under the mountain gate, martial monks stood on both sides of the road, holding sticks and vigilantly watching the coming and going guests.
At this time, a huge white crane descended from the sky.
A young man jumped down with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, instantly filling the atmosphere with coolness.
"Longxiang Mountain, Zhang Qianyu!" the young man said proudly.
The martial monk invited: "Benefactor, please come in."
Then, a figure with messy Taoist robes and an unkempt appearance came over, handed over the invitation, and chuckled: "Dao League, Lu Zheng!"
"Please!"
The martial monk held a Buddhist salute and bowed slightly.
Then, a graceful and slender figure followed in.
"Stop!"
The martial monk's eyes were sharp, looking at the figure in front of him wearing a cloak, obviously a woman.
"Who are you?" the martial monk asked in a muffled voice.
"Dao League Cangqiong Mansion, Cangqiong Daoist."
An old Taoist priest with a fairy-like appearance slowly walked over and said with a smile.
When the martial monk saw the visitor, his expression became respectful: "Cangqiong Daoist, please, the grandmaster has been waiting for you for a long time."
Cangqiong Daoist showed a gentle smile.
Then, with his hand gently supporting the waist of the graceful woman, he walked in.
Of course, this scene was very subtle, almost no one noticed.
Except for Xiao Xiao, who was following behind Cangqiong Daoist.
"What are you standing there for, let's go!"
Zhang Qianyu looked at Xiao Xiao's red and swollen eyes, and said with the appearance of hindsight: "I told you long ago, that guy An Yi is a scumbag, junior sister, you have to choose carefully, you are young and inexperienced, knowing a few garbage men is not a problem, fortunately you didn't let this beast take advantage... Ah! Fuck!"
Just as Zhang Qianyu was chattering endlessly, he was kicked hard in the butt!
He staggered and almost fell to his knees.
"Who is it!"
Zhang Qianyu rubbed his butt and turned around, and when he saw a little girl with an exquisite appearance, he couldn't help but be confused: "Little girl, do we know each other?"
This little girl is very beautiful, with black waterfall-like long hair, bright and energetic eyes, of course, the most striking thing is the horns on her forehead... wait, horns?
"Don't speak ill of An Yi!"
Tu Yiyi glared angrily at Zhang Qianyu and said.
"No, what is your relationship with him!"
Zhang Qianyu rolled up his sleeves and said angrily.
Tu Yiyi said firmly: "I am his wife! If you dare to speak ill of my man, I will beat you!"
"Heh, beat me?"
Zhang Qianyu laughed.
He is now ranked thirty-sixth on the Heaven Ranking! He feels like a cool guy!
Being kicked in the butt by a little girl in public, how can he endure this!
At this time, behind the girl, a white-haired boy about her age, with black dark spiritual power appearing on his hands, looked like a tiger watching its prey.
"Qi Refining Peak, interesting."
Cangqiong Daoist looked at Tu Langlang and nodded slightly.
Qi Refining Peak, this strength is almost equivalent to Void Realm mid-stage, or Void Realm late-stage.
At this age, it is really rare.
Visually observing that the white-haired little boy's strength might be stronger than his own, Zhang Qianyu resentfully withdrew his hand, muttering: "Don't be silly, that guy An Yi has a bunch of women in his harem, and you are still foolishly drilling in."
"I like it, can you manage it, loser!"
Tu Yiyi hugged her arms and snorted.
After being called a loser, Zhang Qianyu was furious!
"Let's go, it's time to go in."
Chen Bing walked over, pushed his black-rimmed glasses, and smoothed things over.
Behind him, he dragged Bai Xiu, who had already fallen asleep.
"Take good care of your big brother."
Chen Bing said, and threw Bai Xiu to Tu Langlang.
"Thousand Mechanisms Chen Bing!"
When Zhang Qianyu saw Chen Bing, his arrogant appearance instantly faded.
Among the Shura Sect, Chen Bing's prestige is second only to An Yi and Lin Chen.
Thousand Mechanisms Ever-changing!
This guy knows almost all the martial arts in Great Xia.
Moreover, he is meticulous and has a thorough understanding of all kinds of intelligence and news, making him an extremely difficult guy to deal with.
"Cangqiong Daoist!"
Chen Bing bowed slightly to Cangqiong Daoist.
During the time of constant reincarnation in July, he had received favors from Cangqiong Daoist.
So, he still respects Cangqiong Daoist very much.
Cangqiong Daoist nodded with a smile, although he didn't know who this glasses guy was.
At this time, Bai Xiu, who had been sleeping, woke up.
"Big brother, you're awake."
Tu Langlang grinned.
Bai Xiu's eyes stared at the woman next to Cangqiong Daoist, his face slightly dark.
He didn't read it wrong, it's the aura of a monster!
The woman raised her head, her purple eyes showing a hint of a smile, and winked at Bai Xiu.
"Behave."
Cangqiong Daoist said leisurely.
Zi Xin giggled: "That handsome little guy has been staring at me, could it be that he has fallen in love with me."
Cangqiong Daoist rolled his eyes at her and said lightly: "For some reason, I feel an uneasy aura."
Zi Xin's eyes became serious, and she said coldly: "Be careful."
Tu Yiyi looked at Bai Xiu, asking expectantly: "Big Brother Bai, will An Yi really come?"
Bai Xiu said helplessly: "I don't know either."
It seems that An Yi wasn't notified...
In Tianlong Temple, martial artists came and went constantly.
Everyone is a prominent figure in Great Xia.
The location of the meeting is under a huge Bodhi tree.
The lush Bodhi tree, with its luxuriant branches and leaves, seems to violate the laws of heaven and earth, showing amazing greenness in the early spring.
When Chen Bing and Zhang Fan appeared, many people in Tianlong Temple looked over.
Compared to last year, their attitude towards the Shura Sect can be said to be vastly different.
Last year, the Shura Sect was just established.
The really powerful ones were only An Yi and a few other young people, with a small number of people, not even a true organization.
But now, the Shura Sect has become the fifth top force in Great Xia in a year.
You know, the other four major sects all have a big background.
The Pantheon, the first force that has entrenched in Great Xia for a thousand years, although slightly low-key, no one dares to deny that they are the first force.
The Dao League is a large force united by many Taoist sects such as Wudang, Longxiang Mountain, Maoshan, Baiyun Temple, Chunyang Palace, Yiqi Dao, etc.
The Law Enforcement Bureau is the official martial artist organization of Great Xia, and every enforcer is the elite of the elites screened out from thousands of people in Great Xia.
Tianlong Temple, the first major sect of Buddhism, this single sect occupies half of the martial artists of all Buddhist sects.
These four major forces, all of them have a thousand or hundreds of years of accumulation to have their current scale.
But the Shura Sect is not.
In just one year, it climbed to the position of the four major sects.
How dare those martial artists provoke and exclude them, one by one casting reverent glances at them.
Chen Bing and Bai Xiu naturally came to the front row.
An aloof figure in black clothes instantly caught Chen Bing's eye.
"Long Aoyun!"

't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.

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."

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.”

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.