"Exactly how strong are the Hundred Ghosts?"
The other martial artists asked aloud.
It was their first time hearing about the origin of the Hundred Ghosts' name.
Cangqiong Daoist said slowly, "A hundred and eight in total, the Hundred Ghosts, and every single one of them is a level-five demonic beast."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was instantly shocked.
"Level-five demonic beasts! How is that possible!"
"Exactly, isn't that a bit too exaggerated?"
The crowd of martial artists turned pale.
Dealing with a level-four demonic beast already required Void Realm strength!
And facing a level-five demonic beast... it was simply unimaginable!
Not to mention there were over a hundred of these level-five demonic beasts; to them, it was utterly inconceivable.
Cangqiong Daoist sighed softly.
If the Hundred Ghosts Sect went all out, Great Xia would truly face an unprecedented crisis.
As for how he knew this, it was naturally because of Zi Xin, one of the former Four Great Demonic Halls, who had revealed it.
That's right, Zi Xin had already been screwed... ahem, persuaded to defect by him!
Master Yuanyi held the microphone and spoke solemnly, "When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact. This time, I hope everyone can unite to fight against the Hundred Ghosts Sect! I, Yuanyi, implore you all to lend a hand!"
"You speak too gravely, Master Yuanyi."
"The Hundred Ghosts Sect is already at our doorstep; we have to fight them!"
The martial artists voiced their agreement one after another.
Mainly because Master Yuanyi was right.
The Hundred Ghosts Sect was entirely made up of demonic beasts!
Those who are not of our kin are sure to have different hearts.
If Great Xia was truly conquered by demonic beasts, the human race wouldn't have a good time of it either.
"I have no objections to dealing with the Hundred Ghosts Sect. However, what if the Hundred Ghosts Sect has already manipulated those who call themselves the righteous path?"
A sarcastic, mocking voice rang out.
Instantly, it drew everyone's attention.
As for who these righteous path figures were, the martial artists present all tacitly looked toward the few people from the Law Enforcement Bureau.
Previously, when Mo Gu, a high-ranking enforcer in the imperial capital, was exposed as the leader of the Eight Great Immortals, it was like a sudden clap of thunder that shocked the entire martial arts world.
No one had expected that the Law Enforcement Bureau, which represented justice, was actually harboring a demonic member of the Hundred Ghosts Sect who had been undercover for thirty years.
After this incident was exposed, it was a massive blow to the entire Law Enforcement Bureau, greatly reducing their credibility and deterrence in the martial arts world.
That sarcastic person continued, "Heh, I just don't want someone stabbing us in the back when we're supposedly working together to face the Hundred Ghosts Sect."
At these words, the expressions of the martial artists grew cautious.
The demonic members of the Hundred Ghosts Sect looked no different from normal humans on the surface.
Moreover, over the past few centuries, the Hundred Ghosts Sect had long since infiltrated the human world.
Even the upper echelons of the Law Enforcement Bureau had been infiltrated by them.
What about ordinary sects then? Ordinary civilians?
Thinking about it carefully made one shudder.
"We hope the Law Enforcement Bureau can give everyone an explanation regarding this matter."
"Like Gourd Immortal, who had been hiding in Jiangbei City committing evil deeds; there was actually a wicked person in the Law Enforcement Bureau protecting him!"
"The Hundred Ghosts Sect's methods are astonishing; honestly, you can't entirely blame them."
For a time, opinions varied widely.
The Law Enforcement Bureau became the target of public criticism.
"Mobei, Song Family, Song Zhongshu."
Chen Bing pushed up his black-framed glasses and spoke mildly, his gaze fixed on the person who had spoken, harboring a faint sense of doubt.
Song Zhongshu had always kept a low profile, which of course had something to do with his mediocre strength. But why was he being so aggressive today?
The members of the Law Enforcement Bureau sitting upright felt like they were on pins and needles as they were discussed by the martial artists!
The Law Enforcement Bureau having a mole hidden for thirty years, using their power to harbor criminals like Gourd Immortal—this was a stain that could not be washed away!
They had to come out and give a statement.
"I..."
Yan Zhi was just about to speak.
At that moment, a tall, scruffy middle-aged man beside her reached out and interrupted her.
"Leave it to me!"
The man said with a determined look in his eyes.
"Uncle Hu..."
Yan Zhi looked at him and sighed softly.
"The matter of Mo Gu was our Law Enforcement Bureau's negligence. For this, I, Hu Quan, apologize to everyone on behalf of the Law Enforcement Bureau. I also hope everyone can take this incident as a warning."
Hu Quan faced the martial artists and bowed respectfully, a solemn expression appearing on his resolute face.
"The Hundred Ghosts Sect has already infiltrated the secular world. This is a challenge to all of Great Xia. Everyone sitting here is an elite of Great Xia's martial arts world. I still hope that we can all unite to deal with the Hundred Ghosts Sect! This is closely related to every single person present..."
The martial artists present stopped talking.
Hu Quan was the Deputy Commander of the Law Enforcement Bureau, yet he bowed and apologized in front of everyone.
And they were at most spectators and had no right to be unforgiving.
"Tch, you talk a good game."
The man who had been sarcastic from the start looked full of mockery and wanted to continue speaking.
"Alright, that's enough."
Behind her, a long-haired, muscular young man said slowly, "If you say any more, you'll blow our cover."
The sarcastic man snorted coldly. "I'm just a bit annoyed looking at these hypocritical bastards! Hu Mei'er, don't you agree?"
"Even if you're annoyed, you have to endure it!"
The woman called Hu Mei'er lowered her voice, looked at the long-haired man, and said faintly, "Ghost Bear, were you alright last night?"
The long-haired man chuckled. "I am one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits of the Hundred Ghosts Sect! How could anything happen to me?"
"Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits? Weren't you pushed out of that rank last time?"
Hu Mei'er looked at him in confusion and asked.
Ghost Bear coughed lightly, cold sweat appearing on his forehead. "Right, I was still immersed in the days when I was a Heavenly Spirit, I forgot."
Hu Mei'er didn't pay much mind to it. She looked at the two handsome young men behind Ghost Bear, parting her red lips to ask, "What's the deal with these two? Where are the two girls who were by your side?"
"Oh, this, well... ahem, I swapped them out. Just changing my tastes occasionally."
Ghost Bear grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Hearing this, the sarcastic man next to them instantly recoiled like a cat with its fur standing on end. His face pale as paper, he dragged his meditation cushion and hid further away.
What the hell!
They had been friends for hundreds of years, yet he had no idea he was into this sort of thing!
Hearing this, Hu Mei'er, who had initially been quite fond of the two young men behind Ghost Bear, also lost her interest.
Originally, seeing these two handsome guys—one cool and stylish, the other a sunny young pup—two completely different styles, she had entertained some thoughts of draining them dry.
Now, upon hearing they had been defiled by Ghost Bear, all those thoughts vanished instantly.
Behind Ghost Bear, the young man with the cold expression had a face brimming with murderous intent.
The other looked bewildered, clearly not having understood yet.
"Let's first discuss how to deal with An Yi."
Hu Mei'er's beautiful eyes stared intently in the direction where An Yi was sitting cross-legged as she spoke seriously.
Her true form was a Three-Tailed Demonic Fox!
What she excelled at most were disguises and illusions.
Sneaking a few people past the martial monks and into the martial arts conference was a piece of cake for her.
The man who had just spoken out against the Law Enforcement Bureau, Zhou Xi, was actually a lizard in his true form.
His disguise abilities were even more outstanding than hers. The person he was disguising himself as was none other than the head of the Mobei Song Family, Song Zhongshu.
As for the real head of the Song Family... he had already been slain by him.
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.
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!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
