In his sleep, An Yi hugged the soft body in his arms.
Nice!
Not only was it soft, but it was also quite impressive in scale!
Zi Yun?
Had that long-legged beauty already been conquered?
An Yi opened his eyes, and what came into view was a pair of purple pupils.
"You're awake?"
Long Aoxue looked at him expectantly.
An Yi: "..."
An Yi quickly pulled his hand out from inside Long Aoxue's clothes and rubbed his temples, feeling his head still a bit foggy.
Was he drunk?
Impossible! He had only drunk a little beer.
He, An Yi, had never once been drunk in his life.
An Yi looked at Long Aoxue with a helpless expression: "Why did you come out again?"
"Couldn't sleep."
Long Aoxue spoke truthfully, her eyes carrying a hint of resentment.
Back on Blue Star, she could sleep for ten years without a problem, but in this world brimming with spiritual energy, sleeping for just one week left her feeling completely energized.
Staying in the storage space all the time left her with nothing to do.
She had even finished reading all of An Yi's collector's edition books.
"If you can't sleep, go count stars."
An Yi turned over, yawned, and prepared to go back to sleep.
Long Aoxue took him seriously, got up, and looked out the window with her purple eyes.
So An Yi's gaze couldn't help but drift toward her pert rear and slender waist.
Sinful!
An Yi forcibly closed his eyes.
"An Yi, why does that bald man have a knife?"
Long Aoxue said, looking out the window.
A knife?
An Yi snapped awake instantly.
...
The night was dark and the wind was high.
The mercenary group led by Tian Mao crept cautiously into the backyard of the inn.
"Skinny, have you scoped out their positions?"
Tian Mao asked in a low voice.
Skinny patted his chest and said with a serious face: "I know it all by heart, no mistakes guaranteed."
"The medicine is ready. While the effects haven't worn off, cut off his head and let them die groggily in their sleep."
Tian Mao said coldly.
A murderous intent surfaced in his sinister eyes.
The White Flood Dragon—they were determined to have it!
Just then, voices rang out.
"Hey, is it these guys?"
"Yep, they've been tailing us the whole way."
"Tsk tsk, garbage from the Mercenary Guild. They're the last people I want to deal with."
At that moment, figures appeared one after another on the rooftop above the inn.
Tian Mao looked up and realized with a start—
They were surrounded!
From all directions, the special class students had long since encircled them.
With flowing long hair, Zhang Qi's cyan eyes gazed down at the seven mercenaries below, and he said coldly: "Mercenary Guild guys, what are you doing here instead of the Dragon Bone Mountain Range?"
Seeing that they were recognized, Tian Mao remained calm and responded with a lazy smile: "I don't recall hearing that this inn is reserved only for you."
"Oh? Then what about this one?"
Yan Kui's towering figure appeared, dragging along an unconscious mercenary.
The man reeked of scorched smell, his hair standing on end as if struck by lightning, his hands and feet covered in a layer of ice.
Clearly, this was the work of the group combined.
Tian Mao looked coldly at the students, a cruel smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "In that case... we'll do this the hard way."
As he spoke, a circular blade slid out from his sleeve, a sharp whistling wind coursing around it.
The special class students' expressions all changed.
Mid-stage Heavenly Realm!
The other mercenaries also drew their weapons.
Of the remaining six, three were at early-stage Heavenly Realm, and three were at peak Spirit Convergence.
This kind of strength wasn't low even in Qi City.
"Oh, and let me give you kids a piece of advice. During a thunderstorm, don't stand too high!"
Tian Mao's figure rushed forward swiftly, powerful thunder spiritual energy condensing around him.
Rumble!
Thunder roared and lightning flashed!
Bolts of thunder came crashing down from the sky.
In an instant, three students failed to dodge in time and were struck by the lightning, convulsing as they fell.
"Heh heh! Let's teach these brats a lesson!"
Skinny also swung a cleaver that was comically disproportionate to his body, charging forward.
"Fight!"
Zhang Qi, sensing his opponent's formidable strength, drew his longsword and gritted his teeth as he charged in.
But a figure moved faster than him.
"You're no match for him. Let me!"
Ye Tian gripped his halberd, blue flames dancing wildly, and slashed down with a single strike.
"Peak Spirit Convergence, and you dare cross blades with me!"
Tian Mao grinned and swung his circular blade to meet Ye Tian's attack.
He remembered—the White Flood Dragon was on Ye Tian.
Zhang Qi, Yan Kui, Liu Yu, Qiansui and others each engaged one mercenary.
The other students also jumped into the fray.
"Aren't you going to help?"
Long Aoxue looked through the window at the battle outside and asked curiously.
An Yi rubbed his drowsy eyes and said: "Forty against seven, five or six ganging up on one—surely they can handle it... Besides, Zi Yun is standing watch."
With that, An Yi's gaze couldn't help but drift toward Zi Yun through the window.
Outside the inn,
Zi Yun watched the commotion below, looking ready to act at any moment.
Long Aoxue stared at Zi Yun, a cautious glint flashing in her beautiful eyes: "That woman is strange. Something's off about her."
An Yi chuckled softly: "I know. Perfect opportunity to probe her depths."
He had a rough idea, but he wasn't entirely certain.
Strength in numbers!
Before long, the three peak Spirit Convergence martial artists were subdued.
Grouped five or six at a time, the students tied them up tightly with ropes.
The other three early-stage Heavenly Realm mercenaries were also struggling, overwhelmed by attacks from all sides.
Thud!
Yan Kui's giant hammer smashed into the skinny mercenary's face.
The mercenary's nose gushed blood on the spot, and he passed out cold.
He grinned, flashing a smug expression at Qiansui: "How was that? Impressive, right?"
Then Yan Kui noticed that Zhang Qi and Liu Yu, along with the others, had also taken down the two early-stage Heavenly Realm cultivators.
On the other side,
The bald mercenary Tian Mao and Ye Tian were locked in fierce combat.
Because of the gap in strength, the other students could only watch the two fight, unable to intervene.
"Kid, trying to play hero, are we? Keep going!"
Tian Mao's body crackled with lightning.
Bolt after bolt of thunder came crashing down, slamming into Ye Tian.
The coiled dragon halberd, wreathed in blue flames laced with streaks of crimson, kept clashing against the thunder.
Clang!
Ye Tian's arms went numb from the shock.
Just then, a killing intent surged from behind.
Danger!
In that crisis, a flash of crimson fire flickered in Ye Tian's eyes, and his blood ran hot.
The spiritual vein of the Nine Solar Divine Flame seemed to be awakening bit by bit.
"Dodge!"
Zhang Qi and the others shouted.
But it was already too late.
Crossing an entire major realm to challenge someone—the gap between them was something hard to bridge.
A glimmer of spiritual light flickered in Zi Yun's eyes.
Powerful cyan wind spiritual energy coiled around her fingertips.
She didn't want to reveal herself, but at this moment, she couldn't care anymore.
If she didn't act now, her student would die here!
Clang!
Just then,
Two fingers precisely clamped down on the circular blade that Tian Mao was swinging.
"N-no way!"
Tian Mao was stunned, staring in disbelief at the suddenly appeared An Yi.
Witnessing this, Zi Yun also let out a faint sigh of relief, a serene smile forming on her face.
Good thing this guy could be counted on at critical moments.
"Weak!"
An Yi looked up and said slowly.
Between his fingers, an invisible glimmer of dark spiritual energy flickered.
Crack!
The curved blade in Tian Mao's hand shattered with a sharp snap.
Shock flickered in Ye Tian's eyes.
The destructive force of Dark Spiritual Energy was this ferocious!
Tian Mao's eyes bulged wide, his whole body trembling from panic.
The Great Demon King An Yi was terrifyingly formidable!
An Yi clapped his hands and stepped forward, staring at him coldly. "Spit it out. What's your purpose at the inn?"
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.
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
