An Yi ran his fingers over the stone tablet.
Its smooth surface was extremely hard. He had originally wanted to pry off a piece to experiment with, but now it seemed that would not be so easy.
An Yi took out the Dragonfang Dagger.
Zi Yun could not help asking, “W-what are you planning to do?”
Swish!
A crisp sword ring echoed through the air.
A small piece was shaved off the edge of the stone tablet.
“You—you’ve gone mad!”
Zi Yun stared at An Yi with her eyes wide.
“Shh!”
An Yi raised a finger to his lips, signaling her to keep quiet.
Then he gripped the small fragment of stone tablet in one hand.
The next moment, a gigantic point of light suddenly appeared in An Yi’s mind, incredibly close to him.
A smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Yo-shi!”
This Resonance Stone worked just like radar positioning.
It could clearly sense the location of other Resonance Stones of the same type.
It was truly a wonderful item!
When he went back, he absolutely had to ask Old Tao for one.
This thing would be extremely useful to him.
…
The main street of Qi City.
Xu Qianqian was chewing on a lollipop and carrying all kinds of snacks in her arms. Her delicate brows were slightly furrowed as she looked at Gu Changfeng and Ning Er.
“You said you felt like you’d seen me somewhere before?”
Gu Changfeng flicked open his folding fan and smiled gently. “Indeed. It feels as though we met in a previous life, or perhaps shall meet again in the next. I suppose it must be a special kind of fate. One glance from you was enough to leave me unable to sleep at night.”
Ning Er picked his nose, looking disdainful. “Cut the crap! You slept more soundly than anyone else last night!”
Thud!
Gu Changfeng’s face darkened as he drove an elbow into Ning Er’s stomach, forcing him to shut up.
Xu Qianqian smiled brightly. “Oh, I see. Then I still want to play… Uh, let me think.”
As she spoke, Xu Qianqian walked off on her own.
Watching her retreating figure, Ning Er could not help muttering under his breath, “You’ve been following this little girl around for two days now. What exactly are you after?”
For the past two days, it felt as though the two of them had been toyed with by this little girl, ordered around from one place to another.
Gazing dreamily at Xu Qianqian’s back, Gu Changfeng turned around and looked at Ning Er with a solemn expression.
“Can’t you tell? This little girl must have some connection to the Boss!”
Ning Er looked completely baffled.
How had he come to that conclusion?
Could it be that he had once again failed to keep up with everyone else’s intelligence?
“I see! No wonder this little girl seemed so strange to me the moment I saw her.”
Ning Er stroked his chin, putting on an expression of deep thought as he nodded in agreement.
Although he did not understand a thing, he could not let himself look like an idiot at a time like this.
Gu Changfeng said seriously, “Our mission now is to keep close tabs on her. If we follow the clues, we’ll definitely be able to find the Boss!”
“Very true.”
Ning Er put on an inscrutable expression.
The two of them had descended onto different parts of the Ancient Continent.
Ning Er had landed in a remote mountain village.
Even now, he still could not speak the Ancient Continent’s language fluently.
When he first heard that Demon King An Yi had appeared in Qi City, he had traveled thousands of miles to get there.
Along the way, he had also encountered another member of the Asura Sect.
Gu Changfeng, meanwhile, had descended into Longyou Kingdom, a neighboring country of the Dongling Empire.
He too had heard of Demon King An Yi’s reputation and come all the way there. The two had only recently reunited in Qi City.
“Quick, keep up!”
When Gu Changfeng saw that Xu Qianqian had gone far ahead, he hurried after her.
Ning Er was somewhat confused. “Aren’t we waiting for A-Qian?”
A-Qian was the member of the Asura Sect whom Ning Er had met along the way.
The fact that Ning Er’s intelligence had brought him to Qi City was largely thanks to A-Qian.
“Unlike you, he isn’t an idiot. He’ll catch up on his own.”
“Oh. Then wait for me!”
The two had not been gone long when a young man wearing a headscarf came running over, gasping for breath.
“Hall Masters Gu and Ning, I found the Boss’s whereabouts!”
A-Qian gulped down air, his face filled with delight.
In his hand was a glistening glass marble.
That’s right!
It really was a marble!
Although Fang Shi had driven the price of this thing up to more than a hundred gold coins apiece, An Yi had originally sold an entire crate of them, so there was no way every single one could have gone for a hundred gold coins.
The one in A-Qian’s hand had been purchased at Hongfu Auction House for fifteen gold coins.
Unlike Gu Changfeng and Ning Er, A-Qian was a martial artist from the secular world of Blue Star.
He naturally knew what these Tear Crystals, which had been inflated to an astronomical price, really were. He had played with them plenty as a child.
There was no need to guess—this whole scheme had surely been set up by their sect master, An Yi!
On top of that, after hearing a few days ago that an instructor from Dongxuan Academy had severely wounded the president of Hongfu Auction House, A-Qian had practically figured out An Yi’s whereabouts.
“N-no, wait. Where did they go?”
A-Qian stared at the empty street corner, completely dumbfounded.
…
At the gates of Qi City.
The city lord, Qi Hong, stood there bowing and scraping like a frightened lackey as he waited.
He had no choice but to humble himself.
The people from the Church of the Divine Spirit had arrived—and supposedly, a Violet-robed Archbishop was among them.
Within the Church of the Divine Spirit, one could distinguish rank by the color of one’s robes.
Plain white robes belonged to believers, the lowest-ranking members.
Above them were the Blue-robed Clerics.
Higher still were the Violet-robed Archbishops.
Their status was equivalent to that of a nation’s ruler.
Naturally, a minor city lord like Qi Hong had to treat one with the utmost respect.
Above the violet robes were two more ranks: the Red-robed Cardinals and the legendary Pope.
Qi Hong was not the only one waiting. The various powers of Qi City had also gathered there today.
Fang Xiong of the Fang family and Xu Chun of the Xu family were among them.
They were all eagerly awaiting the arrival of the Violet-robed Archbishop.
The area farther out was packed with ordinary citizens. They too wanted to catch a glimpse of the archbishop’s magnificence.
Crash!
A cloud of dust erupted at the city gate.
A group of knights clad in golden armor rode forward in perfect formation. Their fiery warhorses neighed, and the sound rang throughout all of Qi City.
Then a luxurious carriage, driven by an immense demonic beast known as a Soaring Turtle, floated through the air and slowly approached.
Everyone was dumbstruck.
What overwhelming majesty!
The banner of the Church of the Divine Spirit fluttered in the wind.
The people below all bowed in greeting.
Two young boys gently opened the carriage curtains.
An old man dressed in violet robes, his face covered in wrinkles, stepped down slowly with his hands clasped behind his back.
Qi Hong wore an anxious, respectful expression as he hurried forward and bowed deeply.
“Greetings, Violet-robed Archbishop!”
The Violet-robed Archbishop smiled. “You’re Qi Hong, aren’t you? You and I have been friends for many years. There’s no need to be so formal.”
“Haha, I never imagined that Your Excellency would still remember me.”
A sycophantic smile blossomed across Qi Hong’s face.
The Violet-robed Archbishop was named Wu Huan.
Three years earlier, he had visited the Lingchuan Domain.
Wu Huan smiled warmly as he looked over the crowd. “Many of the others look familiar too. You must be… the Xu family’s boy.”
When Xu Chun heard that, delight immediately filled his expression. He hurriedly replied, “Yes, that’s me!”
For a moment, Xu Chun was inexplicably moved.
How could a small family like theirs possibly deserve to be remembered by a Violet-robed Archbishop?
“Heh heh. Back then, your sworn brother Ye Yunqing was quite the troublemaker. He caused the Church of the Divine Spirit no small amount of trouble.”
Wu Huan spoke in an unhurried tone.
Cold sweat appeared on Xu Chun’s forehead, and his face went pale.
“Haha, I was only making a passing comment. There’s no need for everyone to be nervous. I’ve had a long journey today, so I’ll go rest first. Please, make yourselves at home.”
With that, Wu Huan entered the city in grand fashion, surrounded by a crowd of admirers.
Not far away, among the vast throng of commoners, three students wearing academy uniforms stood out conspicuously.
“Heh, this guy’s interesting,” Houzi said with a wide grin.
Watching Wu Huan cut such an imposing figure, Zhang Qi sighed, “A man should live like this!”
Ye Tian’s eyes turned cold. “I want to kill him!”
Zhang Qi: “…”
Houzi: “…”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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.
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."
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!
