Mount Tianlong.
The entire mountain peak of the scenic area had been completely bombed clean.
Scorched earth was everywhere, along with unextinguished flames.
Huo Chen's clothes were in tatters and his body was charred black. Even the python coiled around his waist had its head blown to pieces long ago, turning into a lifeless corpse.
He stumbled to his feet.
Looking at the demonic beasts whose corpses couldn't even be preserved under the missile bombardment, his eyes became sluggish.
An army of fifty thousand demonic beasts was completely wiped out in the artillery fire.
This kind of terrifying power was simply unimaginable!
It's over, it's all over!
Huo Chen revealed a manic smile.
Finally, as if losing all his strength, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
At the same time, in the Xuan Realm.
Nie Xuan looked at the jade tablet in his hand.
Huo Chen's name, following Hu Mei'er, had also dimmed.
An indescribable surge of anger welled up in his heart.
Nie Xuan gripped the armrest tightly with his large hand, and in an instant, the armrest was crushed into powder.
My condolences, Sect Master...
Mo Gu said in a mournful voice.
The plan to encircle and annihilate Tianlong Temple had completely failed.
That monk named Yuan Yi probably anticipated this long ago.
Nie Xuan said in a deep voice.
The Hundred Ghosts Sect had their eyes on Tianlong Temple's Golden Sarira.
And Master Yuan Yi took the opportunity to link up with the martial arts world to hold a martial arts tournament, dragging the Pantheon, the Law Enforcement Bureau, the Daoist League, and the Asura Sect into the mix.
At first, Nie Xuan didn't think this was a bad thing. Instead, he wanted to take down all these people in one fell swoop when many of Great Xia's elite martial artists gathered!
To lay the foundation for the upcoming invasion.
However, what he didn't expect was this.
His plan was actually known in advance!
And they arranged a missile bombardment a step ahead!
Mo Gu pondered and said, This subordinate has one thing I do not understand. How were they able to seize the initiative so quickly!
It's that damn dog!
Nie Xuan's eyes were icy.
That dog was an out-and-out scoundrel.
He absolutely did not believe that Hongtian, who was proficient in mind control and dreams, did not intervene.
Mo Gu said faintly, The Golden Sarira...
It has already disappeared.
Nie Xuan said slowly.
That monk named Yuan Yi was not that simple.
He understood the principle that an innocent man gets into trouble because of his wealth.
In order to save Tianlong Temple, he actually chose to abandon the Golden Sarira!
In this battle, their Hundred Ghosts Sect had failed completely.
Not only did they not get the Golden Sarira, but they also successively lost many top experts of the Hundred Ghosts and an army of fifty thousand demonic beasts.
Nie Xuan sighed heavily.
He looked at the wrinkles on his palm, his gaze becoming increasingly gloomy.
Time!
After five thousand years had passed, his lifespan could no longer keep up.
Having been sealed for five thousand years, his prime time was already gone. Now, he had to find a new way to extend his life!
We can no longer count on the Golden Sarira.
Nie Xuan said slowly, his eyes becoming increasingly cold.
However, he still had another method.
Bloodline power! It was also a way to extend one's lifespan.
As far as he knew, in this secular world, there seemed to be his descendants...
How are things being handled on Nie Qinglan's side?
Nie Xuan said slowly.
Mo Gu said in a deep voice, She has been discovered.
Discovered?
Nie Xuan's voice was furious as he roared, What exactly is going on!
Cold sweat appeared on Mo Gu's forehead. He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, Because Nie Qinglan possesses your powerful bloodline, it has a fatal attraction to the demon race. So, so some demons will...
Chengwen is guarding that girl?
Nie Xuan asked faintly.
Mo Gu nodded and said, Nie Chengwen's Ghost Eagle organization is taking turns guarding her. We don't have a chance to strike.
Interesting. That ungrateful wretch actually cherishes his daughter so much.
Nie Xuan sneered.
Nie Chengwen's cold-bloodedness was inherited from him.
He didn't believe that his son was any good.
Calm down, take it slowly.
Nie Xuan said slowly.
...
Damn it, spirit cores, there are spirit cores everywhere!
Holy crap! Holy crap!
On the battlefield of Mount Tianlong that had been bombed into a wasteland.
A one-eyed black dog was shuttling back and forth here.
The missiles were extremely powerful, but they still couldn't shatter the spirit cores.
As a result, this guy Hongtian was almost crazy with joy.
He darted rapidly across the ground, weaving back and forth.
At the same time, a silver-haired girl wearing jeans and a men's baseball jacket was also frantically searching for spirit cores on the battlefield.
The silver-haired girl was exactly Long Aoxue.
How could she be willing to let this dog hog all the loot.
However, most of the demonic beasts present were level one and level two.
Level one beasts couldn't condense spirit cores, and the proportion of demonic beasts above level two was not large.
And level two spirit cores were of little use to both Hongtian and Long Aoxue.
But no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat!
Moreover, occasionally, a level four spirit core could be found inside.
Holy crap, this is a level five spirit core!
Hongtian roared in amazement.
This was a fiery red spirit core.
Furthermore, the spiritual energy contained in the spirit core was not low. It was of top quality!
Long Aoxue glared at him fiercely, I saw this first!
Hahaha, so what if you saw it first... Fuck, stop pulling my chain!
Seeing this scene, An Yi said speechlessly, What are you fighting for! They are everywhere!
Next, the Hundred Ghosts Sect will not let this go.
Chen Bing pushed up his black-framed glasses, his voice carrying a bit of heaviness.
Fifty thousand demonic beasts were slaughtered, and many top experts were lost.
How could the Hundred Ghosts Sect, which always sought revenge for the smallest grievance, swallow this anger.
Lin Chen pondered and said, In your opinion, what will be the Hundred Ghosts Sect's next move?
After thinking about it, Chen Bing said slowly, The Law Enforcement Bureau!
Your guess? An Yi raised his eyebrows and asked.
Beside them, Bai Xiu rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said, This isn't hard to guess. The Law Enforcement Bureau and the Pantheon belong to the Great Xia government and can mobilize modern weapons to launch attacks, posing the greatest threat to the Hundred Ghosts Sect. And the Pantheon has a profound foundation, which is obviously not an existence they can clash head-on with right now. They can only start with the relatively weaker Law Enforcement Bureau.
An Yi pondered, his face rarely becoming solemn.
This time, it was a severe blow to the Hundred Ghosts Sect.
But it didn't cause a fatal injury.
It probably wouldn't be long before they made a comeback.
The Hundred Ghosts Sect you are talking about, is it Nie Xuan!
Tu Yiyi's voice came over.
An Yi looked at her, instantly remembering something, and quickly said, How much do you know about that guy?
Tu Yiyi shook her head and said, Not much. The deep abyss of the ancient continent has trade relations with the Xuan Realm where he is located. My brother and I also came to this world with the intention of playing around. Nie Xuan, acting as the host, merely entertained us simply. We are not familiar with him.
The nearby Tu Langlang thought of something and hurriedly said, That guy named Nie Xuan seems to not have much time left to live.
His time is up?
An Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.
This was crucial information!
He instantly understood why the Hundred Ghosts Sect was so desperate to find the Golden Sarira!
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.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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!
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.”
