"Ah Fan, are you really going to the Ancient Continent?"
Xue Ruirui asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
Zhang Fan nodded, his eyes solemn, and said slowly, "I am now a member of the Asura Sect, and it is time for me to repay my debts."
Hearing this, Xue Ruirui nodded, "Then, you must come back safely."
She didn't know exactly what dangers lay in the Ancient Continent.
But she would not stop Zhang Fan from making his own choice.
"I have to say, our son really likes the little pendant that cost nine bucks and ninety cents," Xue Ruirui said with a smile.
Of course, what she couldn't see was the faint glimmer of spiritual energy flashing on the pendant, quietly nourishing the baby.
"Have you thought of a name for the baby?" Xue Ruirui asked seriously.
Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Let's call him Zhang Ping. I just thought about it. Ping for safe and sound, and a peaceful, ordinary life. That's pretty good."
Seeing the look in Xue Ruirui's eyes, Zhang Fan hurriedly said, "Ruirui, I didn't mean it like that. Uh, I mean, I like it flat."
...
Qin Family Villa.
"One bottle, two bottles, three bottles..."
After An Yi finished counting, he was secretly shocked.
There were actually over three hundred bottles of potions in the entire warehouse!
"These are all semi-finished products," Nie Qinglan said seriously.
Ever since she took over the Ghost Eagle Organization, she finally realized there were still so many potions left!
An Yi poured out a little and gently sniffed it.
It was indeed a semi-finished product.
In terms of concentration, its effects were nowhere near as good as the potion he had stolen back then.
"Here is the data. I'm giving it to you. If you follow the steps on it, you should be able to refine them," Nie Qinglan said, handing over a disk-like object.
An Yi took it, looked it up and down a few times, and casually tossed it into his storage space.
He didn't really understand it; he would let Bai Xiu take a look at it later.
These potions were still very necessary.
The Asura Sect had quite a few experts now, but none of them could master spiritual energy.
If they followed him to the Ancient Continent without spirit veins, they wouldn't be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
And this potion was the catalyst for that transformation. Naturally, the more they had, the better.
"How are things with the Ghost Eagle Organization?" An Yi asked with a light chuckle.
Hearing this, Nie Qinglan shook her head repeatedly with a bitter face. "It's all dirty business. I've already given the order to shut those operations down. From now on, we're focusing entirely on smuggling arms!"
An Yi: "..."
He couldn't help but feel that this girl was going to replace her father and become the new underground emperor.
Nie Qinglan said melancholically, "I don't want the foundation he worked so hard to build to just be destroyed like this."
For a moment, An Yi didn't know how to comfort her.
In his eyes, this was a path of no return.
"Do you remember Shirley?" Nie Qinglan asked in a low voice.
An Yi nodded slightly.
He had a faint impression of that woman who was 1.75 meters tall, with wavy chestnut hair, shallow dimples always gracing her lips, and full of captivating charm.
"I only found out later that her target was to kill me," Nie Qinglan choked up as she spoke.
Although Nie Chengwen wasn't a good person, he was definitely a competent father.
He had known Shirley's undercover identity from the very beginning.
For six years, he never intended to expose her.
But she made a fatal mistake—she shouldn't have chosen to make a move against Nie Qinglan!
"An Yi, are you going to that... what was it, the Ancient Continent?" Nie Qinglan stared at An Yi, speaking with deep reluctance.
She really wanted to follow An Yi to the Ancient Continent, but she knew clearly in her heart.
She had to stay behind in this world.
The Ghost Eagle Organization needed her.
An Yi nodded slightly.
Going to the Ancient Continent was already a foregone conclusion.
"Will you come back?" Nie Qinglan asked in a weak voice.
She had already lost her only family in the world.
Now, An Yi was her entire support.
An Yi nodded and said, "I definitely will."
As for when he would return... he really couldn't say for sure.
Nie Qinglan sighed softly.
Then, she raised her hand and pressed a switch.
Clack, clack, clack!
The basement was sealed off by a series of blast doors.
The entire basement had now become a sealed room; not even a fly could escape.
An Yi was a bit stunned, "Wait, you..."
"This way, no one will disturb us! I guarantee it!"
Nie Qinglan blushed and said, "I wore black stockings today."
An Yi looked at Nie Qinglan's curvy figure, perfectly outlined by her jeans, and couldn't help but say speechlessly, "Under your jeans?"
Nie Qinglan nodded, asking expectantly, "Do you want to see?"
An Yi felt his throat go a bit dry.
This...
Riiiip!
Just then, a pair of white wings unfurled from Nie Qinglan's back.
Instantly, the clothes on her upper body were torn open, revealing jade-like, smooth, and fair skin, and underneath, she was wearing An Yi's favorite black lingerie.
"I... I bought this as a matching set," Nie Qinglan stammered a bit out of nervousness.
No matter how much of a tough delinquent girl she usually acted like, when truly faced with this kind of situation, she still felt a bit cowardly.
An Yi said seriously, "I don't believe it!"
"It really is a set. It was super expensive."
Nie Qinglan wanted to prove it.
At this moment, a pair of large hands had already reached out to hold her waist.
Nie Qinglan looked at the man in front of her, her beautiful eyes beginning to glaze over with desire.
"Don't, don't tear them... Mmh..."
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Taihang Ridge.
Yin-Yang Demonic Cult.
"Father, I want to go to the Ancient Continent!" Xiao Yike knelt on the ground, his body trembling as he spoke.
In the center of the hall stood a middle-aged man dressed in blood-red clothes, his face gloomy and cold.
When he smiled, it was as if a murderous aura lingered around him.
The few people seated around him were all elders of the Yin-Yang Demonic Cult.
"Heh, you? You really think that just because you became a lackey in the Asura Sect, you can rebel now, right?!" the middle-aged man said sternly.
In his hand, a long mace mercilessly whipped down on Xiao Yike. "You useless piece of trash! Instead of being a proper young master, you ran off to be someone else's dog! You lowly scum!"
Smack!
Strike after strike! They smashed ruthlessly onto Xiao Yike's back.
Xiao Yike gritted his teeth and endured it.
The surrounding elders were also smiling, sipping their tea, looking completely at ease.
"Xiao Hu, that's enough. Even though your son is useless, he's still your only son."
"That's right. If you beat him to death, he's gone for good."
Hearing the voices of the sect elders, Xiao Hu became even more furious out of humiliation.
If it weren't for this incompetent son of his, how could he, the dignified sect master, look so pathetic!
Right at this moment, the elders who had been chattering one after another suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore, feeling their bodies begin to tremble.
A terrifying aura began to swirl around Xiao Yike.
"This... this is the peak of the Void Realm!"
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!
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
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.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
