Bai Xiu held his gun, staring at the strange beast with wings growing from its back in the sky.
A sixth-level beast!
This was going to be a bit troublesome.
“Roar!”
The Candle Demon folded its wings and landed on the ground, striding forward. Its pair of dark green eyes locked firmly on Bai Xiu, with reeking saliva dripping from its fangs, making it look terrifyingly monstrous.
“Lord Divine Child…”
Yue Ling dared not look at the horrifying scene. She clenched her fists, her face full of worry.
Bai Xiu thrust his spear, electricity crackling around it.
The Candle Demon roared, blasting out a fierce gale from its mouth.
A powerful whirlwind, like blades cutting into his body.
Bai Xiu did not dodge. The tip of his spear bloomed with thunderous light as it crashed into the gale.
Wind spiritual power clashed with lightning spiritual power!
The entire forest was shrouded in the violent force of their collision.
Bai Xiu and the Candle Demon were locked in battle.
Yue Ling clung tightly to a tree trunk to avoid being swept away by the gale. She forced her eyes open, watching the fight between man and beast, her heart filled with concern.
Back then, the Yue Clan had begged many famous spiritual practitioners for help, but at the mere mention of a sixth-level beast, not a single person dared to take on the mission.
She wasn’t sure if the Divine Child could defeat the Candle Demon…
Bai Xiu raised his spear, firmly blocking a claw strike from the Candle Demon.
The biting wind even left a thin, long bloody scratch on his face.
Then, the Candle Demon leaped, flapping its wings to spring back.
Although it couldn’t overpower Bai Xiu in a direct confrontation, it used its agile movements and aerial advantage time and again to evade his attacks.
But this time, something seemed different.
“Thunder Net!”
A smile crept onto Bai Xiu’s lips.
He spread his ten fingers, and dense bolts of lightning wove together into a net above the forest.
The Candle Demon dodged—straight into the net!
A piercing scream echoed through the air.
The hideous Candle Demon, now ravaged by the lightning, had no strength left to fight back! White smoke rose from its body in waves!
“Thunder Dragon Breaks the Dawn!”
Bai Xiu seized the opportunity with precision.
The spear in his hand shot out like a rainbow, wrapped in fragments of blue-purple lightning, piercing straight through the Candle Demon’s body!
The spear landed.
Clean and decisive.
Bai Xiu gasped heavily.
Even at his Early Heavenly Firmament stage, taking down a sixth-level beast was still quite a challenge.
“He… he killed it!”
Yue Ling stared at the Candle Demon, now a charred lump on the ground, her pretty face a mask of shock.
This seemed faster than she had imagined.
On the Starlit Sea Domain, within an elegant courtyard.
A bird flapped its wings, cutting across the sky.
A whistle sounded.
Hearing it, the bird circled and landed.
Island Lord Huang Chengning raised his hand to take the bird and removed the message tube tied to it.
“The Divine Child has emerged…”
He studied the contents closely, his expression turning to astonishment: “If this is handled well, there’s a good chance of latching onto the God Worship Sect’s thigh… But the Yue Clan—how did they end up in such a remote place?”
…
Middle Continent, Eastern Ling Empire, Lingchuan Domain, Qi City.
Eastern Xuan Academy, Fire Department, in the meeting room for instructors.
“Did you hear? There’s a new instructor in the Fire Department!”
“Who doesn’t know? I heard he’s the dean’s nephew. Ugh, that nepotism is disgusting.”
“Are you crazy? Watch what you say!”
Several instructors were talking, their words dripping with contempt.
Still, with nearly three hundred instructors at Eastern Xuan Academy, squeezing in one more for the dean was far too easy.
They dared to complain but not to do much else.
At the back, the new instructor, Zi Yun, was undoubtedly the most dazzling presence.
Many eyes kept drifting unconsciously in her direction.
“Miss Zi Yun, I brought you breakfast. It’s infused with fire spiritual power—not only warms you up, but it’s also great for a lady’s skin…”
A slick-haired, flashy man fluttered around Zi Yun, fawning over her tirelessly.
Zi Yun frowned and forced a faint smile. “Instructor Wu, I’ve already eaten. Thank you.”
“You need to eat well in the morning—how else will you have the energy to get through the day?”
Wu Huan said eagerly, his eyes greedily roving over Zi Yun’s stunning figure.
Beautiful!
Damn, she was beautiful!
He swore she was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen!
And her body was top-tier—the way those long legs moved with every step practically stole his soul.
The other instructors scowled at this scene but were helpless.
Wu Huan was the son of the former dean.
How could they dare to provoke him?
“These pastries were specially made by my chef,” Wu Huan said, then paused, staring blankly at an empty plate.
Where were the pastries?
“You should fire that chef. What kind of garbage is this? And you think this will win a beauty’s heart?”
An Yi swallowed the pastry with effort, frowning as he commented.
Seeing An Yi suddenly appear, Zi Yun’s eyes lit up, and a charming smile curled at the corners of her lips.
Wu Huan threw away the plate, his face turning purple with rage. “Who the hell are you?”
“The new Fire Department instructor!”
An Yi extended a finger, lightly flicking his instructor uniform, and said languidly.
“I’ll fucking—”
Wu Huan raised his hand to slap An Yi.
How dare this guy eat the breakfast he had brought! He must have a death wish!
“Try touching me! I’m the dean’s own nephew! You move, just try it! You dare?”
An Yi stuck out his neck, putting on a challenging look.
Hearing that he was the nephew of Dean Tao Ye, Wu Huan was momentarily stunned.
He had backing?
From the dean himself?
“I’ll fucking—”
Just as Wu Huan was about to strike, several instructors quickly held him back.
“This gentleman here is our new instructor. Instructor Wu, we need to keep things professional.”
“Right, right! Harmony above all!”
Between the dean’s nephew and the former dean’s son—which was more important?
The current dean’s nephew, of course!!
A new emperor means new ministers.
The former dean’s son? Sorry, that fell short.
“Know your place!”
An Yi put on a haughty, arrogant expression, speaking insolently.
A 9-out-of-10 girl—was that the sort even he could chase?
Wu Huan trembled with anger.
He felt his position as the resident rich kid was under threat.
“So, you’re not a student?”
Zi Yun looked at An Yi and asked softly.
An Yi grinned. “Surprised? Shocked?”
Zi Yun covered her mouth with a light laugh. “A little surprised. I didn’t expect you to be an instructor and in the same Fire Department.”
The moment she let out that laugh, every male instructor in the room stared wide-eyed.
Wu Huan was fuming with jealousy.
He had played the lapdog for a month, and Zi Yun had never even smiled for him.
This guy shows up once, and she smiles?
What was there to smile about?!
Watching Wu Huan’s resentful expression, An Yi chuckled and said leisurely, “Actually, I only became a Fire Department instructor thanks to my exceptional talent—it has nothing to do with Dean Tao being my uncle. I hope no one misunderstands.”
“Haha! Bro, with a look like yours, it’s obvious you’ve got it all!”
“Exactly! That striking face says it all!”
Listening to these forced, hollow flatteries from the instructors, An Yi furrowed his brow.
Was he really only good for his looks?
“All Fire Department instructors are now present.”
Old Tao changed into a brand-new set of clothes and strode in with vigor, his entire demeanor greatly transformed.
The group of mentors bowed in unison: "Greetings, Dean!"
An Yi said, "Greetings, Uncle!"
The crowd: "..."
Old Tao forced a slight smile, then walked over and patted An Yi on the shoulder, introducing him to everyone: "Let me introduce you all. This is our new mentor. His name is... An... Anxiang!"
An Yi: "..."
What kind of ridiculous name is that!
This name’s bad luck!
And why did he suddenly give him a fake identity anyway?
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
