Xingming Island was now the new territory of the Asura Gate.
Some basic facilities had just been set up.
Naturally, many people from the Asura Gate flocked over.
People like Mo Jiu, Han Liang, Xiao Yike, and others were originally from Great Xia. Compared to the overseas Asura Island, they obviously preferred to stay on Xingming Island.
The island's infrastructure construction had kept everyone busy for days.
Thus, An Yi decided to give everyone a day off.
For a time, this beautiful inner harbor beach was swarming with people.
A massive long table was filled with all kinds of luxurious drinks and food.
After all, An Yi was now the boss of the An family company.
Naturally, he couldn't skimp on the grandness of the occasion.
"No way, this bastard is cheating!!"
Qin Shan waved his large hands, failing to catch the volleyball, and spoke angrily.
At this moment, a group of people was playing beach volleyball.
Han Liang was furious. Like a loach, he popped out from underground and yelled angrily, "Old Jin, no using spiritual arts!"
Jin Zhenghao rolled his eyes at him. "Then what the hell are you doing?"
"Watch my spike!"
Liu Dachao leaped up like a monkey.
He slapped the ball down fiercely with one hand!
Mo Jiu's eyes flickered. With astonishing speed, he steadily blocked it.
"Watch me!"
Jin Zhenghao grinned, revealing a smile. Lightning sparks wrapped around his body, and his speed suddenly surged.
His figure moved like lightning. He jumped up and delivered a brutal spike!
Thud!
The ball hit the ground.
Qin Shan was enraged. "Bastard! You're using that fucking move again!"
"Everyone, don't get worked up. It's just a game, having fun is the most important thing..."
Xiao Yike, who had obediently gone to fetch the ball, suddenly flexed his bulging muscles and crushed the volleyball with both hands. "Fuck this, beat him up!"
In an instant, across the entire court, a group of shirtless men began brawling with each other.
"Old Jin is playing dirty, sub him out, sub him out!"
"Where did Old Bai go?"
Qin Shan wondered aloud, only to spot Bai Xiu sprawled out spread-eagle on the beach.
After baking under the sun all day, his entire body had tanned dark.
Even so, Bai Xiu showed no signs of waking up.
Mo Jiu pondered, "Is no one going to flip him over...?"
Everyone: "..."
"Brother Chen, want to play volleyball?"
From a distance, a bruised and battered Jin Zhenghao called out an invitation.
Lin Chen, who was gazing at the ocean view, took a sip of his wine and said indifferently, "You guys go ahead."
Relaxing occasionally in an environment like this.
Was actually quite soothing.
"Danger."
From inside the jade pendant, Long Tianyuan's voice suddenly rang out.
Lin Chen slightly raised an eyebrow.
Right at that moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The speed was so fast that even his wind spirit perception hadn't detected it.
Then, completely off guard.
A piece of burnt steak was forcefully stuffed into his mouth.
"I..."
Before Lin Chen could speak, An Yi pressed him down with both hands, tightly covering his mouth.
A spicy, foul-smelling taste assaulted his taste buds.
"Damn it, Dead Poker Face! Didn't you say it was delicious?! Eat it then!"
"I..."
Seeing An Yi and Lin Chen fighting.
In an instant, the attention of everyone on the beach was drawn over.
Such a scene was not something you saw every day!
"Go Boss!"
"Ahhh! Lin Chen is so handsome!"
A group of girls from the Rose Hall screamed and cheered.
After throwing An Yi into the sea, Lin Chen returned to the table, grabbed a bottle of champagne, and rinsed his mouth several times before his strained expression finally eased.
That was truly not fit for human consumption!
Qin Yao's cooking skills had gotten worse again!
"Is it... is it really that bad?"
Qin Yao asked, looking a bit dazed.
After hesitating, Lin Chen said slowly, "Actually, the taste isn't bad."
Qin Yao smiled and brought out several more plates. "Really? I made some other flavors too. This one is Mexican barbecue flavor, infused with..."
Lin Chen pressed his hand onto the plate, his expression completely solemn. "It's terrible!"
Qin Yao: "..."
The party lasted into the night.
A massive bonfire blazed.
A group of people surrounded the bonfire, singing and dancing, creating a vibrant atmosphere.
"These animals, they really poured it down my throat!"
An Yi, his face flushed from drinking, stumbled out of the crowd, walked onto the beach, and sat cross-legged.
Following behind him was Long Aoxue, her silver hair soaking wet and reeking of alcohol.
"Why did you pour all that stuff into the storage space? I'm soaked all over!"
Long Aoxue was furious and pounced on him, ready to bite!
"With that much alcohol, how could I possibly drink it all? I had no choice but to pour it into the storage space!"
"Hey, hey, stop biting! One level-four spirit core!"
"Two!"
At that moment, Lin Chen's figure appeared behind An Yi.
An Yi looked at him warily and quickly said, "Don't tell me you want to stuff steak in my mouth too!"
"I'm not as bored as you are. Elder Long wants to see this little girl."
Lin Chen spoke indifferently and took out the jade pendant.
The illusory dragon-shaped figure of Long Tianyuan emerged.
Long Aoxue seemed somewhat resistant and hid behind An Yi.
"Aoxue..."
Long Tianyuan looked at his daughter, momentarily at a loss for words, not knowing where to begin.
"Elder Long, why were you sealed back then?"
An Yi raised an eyebrow and asked calmly.
His expression became uncharacteristically serious.
The reason Hongtian was sealed was because of his unruly nature!
Five thousand years ago, relying on his tyrannical strength, he did whatever he pleased. He was a complete bastard, and in the end, he was jointly sealed by the mighty figures of the human race.
As for Nie Xuan, the reason was largely the same.
If Hongtian was sealed for being too unrestrained, then Nie Xuan was just pure evil!
Evil to the bone! His misdeeds were too numerous to record.
But from what An Yi understood, Long Tianyuan didn't seem to be like those two!
Long Tianyuan sighed leisurely, "It seems Hongtian didn't tell you."
Lin Chen spoke up to cover it, "It's all trivial matters, no need to ask about it."
An Yi thought for a moment, realizing there seemed to be a hidden story, so he smiled and said, "Alright, the two of us will excuse ourselves. You father and daughter have a good chat."
Long Aoxue grabbed An Yi's arm.
"Don't worry, it's fine. He's your biological father."
An Yi said, comforting her by stroking her hair.
Only then did Long Aoxue carefully let go, though her expression remained constrained.
Facing this dragon, whose bloodline suppressed hers, she felt very afraid.
"Don't be afraid, child. I am your father, I won't hurt you."
Long Tianyuan spoke softly, his voice full of kindness.
Meeting his daughter for the first time after five thousand years.
In Long Tianyuan's heart, there was an indescribable feeling of tender love.
This was his child. Five thousand years later, the bloodline of their Dragon Clan still existed on this land.
Sensing that Long Tianyuan harbored no ill intent, Long Aoxue finally relaxed a little, though still timid.
"Who splashed all this alcohol on you?" Long Tianyuan asked.
Long Aoxue pointed at An Yi's retreating back. "Him!"
A chill ran down An Yi's spine.
This girl!

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.”

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

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!"