Wang Xu stared at An Yi's calm demeanor, his gaze turning icy.
"Sir, the White Python was first discovered by our Mercenary Guild, and we ambushed it for half a year because of it. Now that you've beaten us to it, isn't that a bit underhanded?"
As he spoke, Wang Xu clapped his hands.
One by one, the seven mercenaries led by Tian Mao, who had been waiting outside, filed in. Their eyes still held a trace of fear when they looked at An Yi.
"He's the one who took our White Python! Guild Master, you have to get justice for us!"
The scrawny mercenary said with a pitiful expression.
Tian Mao was full of shame: "Your subordinate failed and couldn't bring back the White Python. I've let the Guild Master down."
Now, An Yi understood.
Those bald-headed mercenaries from last night had been after that white flood dragon!
An Yi curled his lips and said coldly, "That's a joke. Just because you saw it first doesn't make it yours. What kind of bandit logic is that!"
"So, it seems you have no intention of handing it over!"
Wang Xu didn't deny it. After all, he'd never planned on being reasonable from the start!
He slammed his palm on the table, shattering the finely carved wooden table into pieces under the force of his powerful wood spiritual energy.
His aura at the peak of the Celestial Firmament stage leaked out.
As the Vice Guild Master of the Mercenary Guild, throughout the entire Eastern Ling Empire, aside from the King himself, he rarely regarded anyone with any respect.
"What do you intend to do?"
An Yi was wreathed in a crimson glow of fire, and his strength at the late Celestial Firmament stage also emerged, clashing with Wang Xu's momentum.
Even though he was a rank lower, he still managed to hold his ground.
Wang Xu's expression shifted slightly.
This young man was no ordinary person!
"Rather, I'd like to ask the Vice Guild Master—these mercenaries of yours run rampant in the Eastern Ling Empire committing every kind of evil. Taking in scum like them, doesn't it tarnish the Mercenary Guild's reputation?"
An Yi asked calmly, but there was an indescribable coldness in his eyes.
Wang Xu laughed lightly and said coldly, "Those who join my Mercenary Guild are naturally protected by it. In the Eastern Ling Empire, no one else gets a say."
Tian Mao grinned and said, "Surnamed An, you really think sending us to the City Lord's mansion means we'll face justice? Think again. Ask that guy—does he dare?"
Qi Hong clenched his fists, but still forced a smile onto his face: "No, no, I wouldn't dare."
Rip!
A line of blood suddenly appeared on Tian Mao's neck!
"Huh-huh..."
Tian Mao's arrogant expression changed in an instant. He clutched his throat, breathing with a rasp like a bellows, flailing and struggling.
Thud!
His burly body collapsed, blood pooling from the wound on his neck.
In his throat was stuck a gleaming white flying dagger!
The sight stunned everyone present.
Even Houzi, standing nearby, jolted in fright.
Their Boss Tian just died like that!
"You..."
Wang Xu trembled with rage, his gaze burning into An Yi, who was idly playing with the fine-boned flying dagger between his fingers.
The one who had struck just now was none other than An Yi!
"Sorry, my hand slipped!"
An Yi put away the dagger and looked at City Lord Qi, saying flatly, "City Lord Qi, tell me—what crimes does this bald man have?"
"We-well, this..."
The City Lord's voice trembled, his expression twisting with hesitation!
"Speak!"
An Yi said in a low voice.
City Lord Qi quickly pulled out the prepared list of crimes: "Tian Mao, a native of the Northern Frontier territories, once massacred three hundred and fifty people in Peng Village, defiled the village chief's wife and two young daughters, and killed Northern Frontier garrison soldiers..."
"Add one more to that—last night, he also tried to kill my student."
An Yi looked at Wang Xu and said slowly, "Tsk tsk, this kind of trash really brings down the value of the guild. Helping the Guild Master clean house isn't too out of line, is it?"
"Outrageous!"
Wang Xu's fury could no longer be contained. With a wave of his hand, wood spiritual energy gathered in both palms, and a huge green handprint shot forth!
An Yi's eyes were sharp as cold steel. He swung his Dragon Fang Demon Sword, unleashing a crescent-shaped arc of black sword energy.
The sword energy collided with the palm print!
Clearly, the sword energy came out on top!
It instantly tore through the green handprint and, with undiminished force, slashed toward Wang Xu.
Clang!
Wang Xu raised his hands, which were noticeably larger than an ordinary person's, and blocked the attack of the Lishang sword blade.
But at the same time, his arm was trembling.
The destructive dark spiritual energy flooded into his arm, sending tremors of pain through his veins and meridians.
Rip!
At that moment, a piercing scream rang out.
The scrawny mercenary's neck burst with spraying blood, and he slumped to the ground.
"You..."
Wang Xu looked at the fallen mercenaries, his anger burning through his gut.
One after another, in front of his very face, his subordinates were being killed!
It was worse than trampling on his dignity directly!
"Tell me about this one!"
Another flying dagger appeared in An Yi's hand.
Qi Hong hurriedly turned the page and said, "This one's record is more varied. In his early years, he was a bandit, robbing travelers of their money for a living. Later, he entered the city and ransacked..."
"Tsk tsk, a creature with too many sins to count. It's no more than right to execute him, isn't it?"
An Yi said with a smile, staring straight at Wang Xu.
Wang Xu said stiffly, "Are you insisting on making an enemy of the Mercenary Guild?"
From the earlier exchange, he already knew.
He was no match for An Yi!
Even now, his arm was still shaking.
"Killing off some pests and eliminating harm for the people—this is all for the future of the Mercenary Guild. I believe Guild Master Wang will understand my good intentions. What I'm doing is for your own good."
An Yi said slowly, the dagger in his hand already dropping.
One by one, the remaining mercenaries fell as handles of daggers appeared in their throats.
Wang Xu trembled with cold fury, grinding his teeth: "You talk about eliminating harm for the people with such pretty words, yet you strike so cruelly! Is this what you call justice?"
"Who said I was a good person?"
An Yi flashed a cold smile: "I just thought these scumbags were irritating, so I killed them while I had the chance!"
Wang Xu's chest heaved up and down, but in the end, he swallowed his anger.
Originally, he had intended to force An Yi to hand over the white flood dragon, but he'd ended up outplayed and put on the defensive.
This young man in front of him was only at the late Celestial Firmament stage, yet his strength suppressed him by a clear margin.
If he insisted on fighting, he would very likely die by this man's hand.
Wang Xu didn't think his title of Vice Guild Master meant much in the eyes of this young man.
"Thank... thank you for cleaning up the pests for the Mercenary Guild. This favor—our guild will never forget it!"
He ground out those words through clenched teeth by the end, hatred unmistakable in his eyes.
"Farewell!"
With that, Wang Xu flicked his sleeve and strode away.
"No need to see you out!"
An Yi poured himself a cup of tea, blew on the steam, and took a sip.
Might makes right.
That was the law of the Ancient Continent.
"You scared the hell out of me—I thought you were going to kill the Vice Guild Master too."
Qi Hong wiped the sweat from his brow, his legs still shaking.
This was no way to behave—he'd nearly pissed himself.
Killing a few elite mercenaries—that was nothing major.
But if he'd killed the Vice Guild Master, that would have started a blood feud!
Still, Qi Hong felt a secret thrill.
Watching an arrogant, arrogant-to-the-point-of-blinding Vice Guild Master admit defeat—that wasn't a sight you saw every day.
An Yi set down his teacup and said calmly, "If he'd attacked just moments ago, he truly wouldn't have walked out that door."
Qi Hong: "..."
His only thought now was, he hoped this plague of a man would leave as soon as possible!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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.
