"So many years have passed, yet nothing has changed."
A completely unclothed woman walked forward slowly.
She raised her hand.
The red moon in the sky shimmered with specks of light.
With every step she took, the spiritual energy swirling around her coalesced into a fiery red dress.
This scene was truly a bit eerie in the dead of night.
Suddenly, her elegant brows furrowed.
She couldn't feel the presence of her weapon!
"What is going on?"
The woman's beautiful eyes turned icy. Stepping through the air, her gaze fell upon a freshly dug grave.
The grave was already empty, the coffin smashed to pieces, and everything inside had been hollowed out.
A powerful wave of spiritual energy sent tremors in all directions!
Vegetation was blown away!
The ground rippled and churned outward like ocean waves.
The entire surface of the Ghost Cave was turned upside down.
Various birds and beasts scrambled to flee!
"I would like to see exactly who did this!"
A chilling glint surfaced in the woman's beautiful eyes as murderous intent surged.
...
Qi City.
Just past the Ghost Cave lay the territory of Qi City.
After passing the city guards' inspection, An Yi and Ye Tian arrived in Qi City.
"Not bad, the taste is really quite good!"
An Yi chewed on a pastry and praised it.
His gaze drifted over a woman with a graceful figure.
As expected of Qi City, the most affluent and bustling metropolis in the Lingchuan Domain.
The quality of the girls here was significantly higher; you could easily run into several seven- or eight-out-of-ten girls just walking down the street.
"I told you, this snow crisp cake is a unique local delicacy of Qi City. It's fragrant and crispy, sweet but not cloying. I had it when I was a kid and haven't eaten it for years."
Ye Tian held the pastry in his hand, speaking with deep nostalgia.
An Yi handed all his remaining snow crisp cakes to Ye Tian and brushed the sugar crystals off his hands. "You can have the rest."
Ye Tian took them, looking a bit stunned.
Wasn't this guy here to enjoy the food? Was he not satisfied?
"Where is the Xu family?" An Yi asked, getting straight to the point.
His purpose in coming to Qi City was to complete this guy's main quest.
It would be best to resolve it quickly and then go find Xiao Ye and Long Aoyun.
He wanted to see if he could finish their main quests as well and obtain the Asura Godhead!
Once he fused with the Godhead, he would soar straight to the Ninth Heaven and wipe out Di Feng and his gang of bastards!
Thinking of this, An Yi sighed softly.
He had no idea where Mu Xuan, Qianqian, and the others were.
The Ancient Continent was countless times larger than the Blue Planet. Finding them would be like looking for a needle in a haystack—easier said than done.
"It's not far, follow me..." Ye Tian spoke up.
Just then, An Yi's attention was drawn to the discussions of the pedestrians along the street.
"Did you hear? The Master of the Qingxuan Sect was killed!"
"Heh, who hasn't heard? The whole of Qi City is in an uproar."
"Sigh, the Qingxuan Sect Master was such a kind old man. To think he would suffer such a catastrophe."
"Tell me about it. Even a hundred disciples of the Qingxuan Sect died alongside him in the Ghost Cave."
"Do you guys think it might be revenge or something? I heard that the predecessor of the Qingxuan Sect was apparently the Blood Demon Sect..."
"Watch your words! Watch your words! Don't spread baseless rumors."
Listening to their conversation, An Yi lost all interest.
Qingxuan Sect, Blood Demon Sect—how would he know what any of those things were!
Right at that moment, a wolf-type demonic beast with flames swirling around its four hooves came rampaging down the street.
Its fur was matted with grime and blood. Covered in wounds and looking battered, it sprinted desperately down the road.
Vendors and pedestrians along the street were knocked flying in its wake.
"A Flaming Wolf!"
Ye Tian's eyes grew serious as he drew the long halberd from his back.
"Quick, catch it!"
"A heavy reward for whoever catches the Flaming Wolf!"
A group of city guards shouted at the top of their lungs.
An Yi remained unmoved, instead looking at the injuries on the Flaming Wolf with a critical eye. "What kind of psycho did this!"
His medical skills were maxed out.
Naturally, he could tell that the wolf's injuries were clearly the result of various forms of torture.
Its skull was already fractured, and it had been fed some unknown drug, leaving it in a state of extreme hyper-excitement.
Even if no one stopped it, it would die of exhaustion anyway.
A Level 3 Demonic Beast was no longer something ordinary people could block.
The city guards chased after it, panting heavily, constantly yelling for the pedestrians to intercept it, but no one dared to try.
Are you kidding? Who would dare stand in the way of a frenzied demonic beast?
Wherever the Flaming Wolf passed, bystanders scrambled to dodge.
However, a stunningly beautiful woman in a red dress walked leisurely, seemingly oblivious to the danger.
By now, the Flaming Wolf, looking completely deranged, was charging right at her!
"Danger, get out of the way!"
Ye Tian hoisted his Coiling Dragon Halberd and roared, ready to rush forward.
"Step aside, let me handle this!"
Catching sight of the woman in the red dress, An Yi kicked Ye Tian out of the way and dashed forward at an even faster speed.
A chance to play the hero saving the beauty!
The Flaming Wolf's sharp claws were about to strike down.
The woman in the red dress noticed. Her black hair fluttered lightly, and a trace of blood-red surfaced in her sharp, icy eyes. Her fingernails glowed with spiritual energy, transforming into crisscrossing blades of force ready to slash out.
Fear flickered in the Flaming Wolf's pupils.
Just then, a hand grabbed her slender waist and scooped her up into his arms.
"Stop right there!"
Holding the woman in the red dress, An Yi glared at the Flaming Wolf and let out a deep roar.
In an incredibly flashy move, he condensed a wall of air right in front of him.
Thump!
The Flaming Wolf crashed heavily into the air wall, collapsed, struggled painfully for a few moments, and never woke up again. It died on the spot.
"Amazing! A young hero indeed."
"What was that thing just now? It actually managed to crash a Level 3 Flaming Wolf to death. Truly impressive!"
The bystanders marveled in shock.
Anyone capable of stopping a Level 3 Demonic Beast was a master!
"Miss, are you alright?"
An Yi set the woman in the red dress down. Looking up, he couldn't help but be stunned by her exquisite features.
The bold red dress seemed carelessly tailored, yet it perfectly accentuated the alluring curves of her figure.
Her long black hair was styled into a classic bun, hanging down lightly.
Her face possessed a breathtaking, glamorous beauty. Even up close, one couldn't find a single flaw.
Especially those beautiful eyes—they held an almost demonic, mesmerizing charm.
"Ding! Target meets the criteria for [Master of Romance]!"
Hearing the system prompt, An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.
She was actually a 9 out of 10!
To think he could run into a 9-point woman right here on the streets of Qi City.
Ye Tian really hadn't lied. A beauty with an exotic charm!
The woman in the red dress stared at An Yi. "You can let go now."
"Oh, right. You aren't hurt, are you?" An Yi asked.
The woman in the red dress didn't answer and simply walked away.
As she left, her gaze briefly swept over the Coiling Dragon Halberd in Ye Tian's hand.
An Yi watched the woman's retreating figure, as if savoring the feeling of holding her, and raised his fingers to give them a light sniff.
"Hey, hey, we're out on the street! Mind your image!"
Ye Tian said, his face darkening.
An Yi kept staring in the direction the woman had gone, quietly watching her leave.
"Stop staring, she's already far away." Ye Tian rubbed his forehead, his face black with embarrassment.
Having such a lecherous master made him feel like he had lost all face.
An Yi stroked his chin, falling into deep thought.
Something's not right. That woman just now smelled like... dirt!
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.”
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
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!
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.
