When Xiao Yuer said this, both Lin Xiaolu and Li Miaoxin opened their eyes at the same time. Lin Xiaolu was curious, while there was some surprise in Li Miaoxin's eyes.
Xiao Yuer sat on the cushion with a frightened and pale little face. She said aggrievedly, "Elder sister, I feel like something is squirming inside my belly."
Li Miaoxin frowned her pretty eyebrows, went up to take a careful look at the porcelain doll-like little girl, and then touched her head. This touch also made the surprise in her beautiful eyes even more concentrated.
"Xiao Yuer, you, you've absorbed the aura of heaven and earth!"
"Ah?" Lin Xiaolu, who was on the side, heard it with his mouth wide open and a dumbfounded expression on his face as he looked at his sister.
Xiao Yuer sat there frightened, not understanding what was going on, and didn't dare to move at all.
Li Miaoxin looked at her incredulously, unable to calm the shock in her heart for a long time. How long had Xiao Yuer been practicing?
Not even half a stick of incense! What was going on here! Since the founding of Mount Emei, there had never been a disciple who had absorbed the aura of heaven and earth and entered the first layer of Qi Condensation in such a short period of time!
In fact, forget about Mount Emei, in the whole of China, with thousands of cultivation sects and schools of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, demons and monsters, from the upper realm of heaven to the underworld below, there had never been such a thing!
At this moment, seeing Li Miaoxin's solemn expression, Xiao Yuer thought something was wrong with herself. Her eyes brimmed with tears of fear. Lin Xiaolu on the side also poked his head curiously and asked, "Elder sister, what's wrong with my sister?"
"Xiao Yuer she... seems to have comprehended the aura of heaven and earth, and has also begun to absorb it automatically."
Li Miaoxin's chest heaved up and down. She still hadn't recovered from the shock. Seeing her so shocked, Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes in disdain and said, "I thought it was something serious. Don't make a fuss over nothing. My sister and I are so talented, it's normal for my sister to be outstanding! You're a cultivator, yet you react as if you've never seen the world. Hmph!"
The young woman ignored the boy's words, but said solemnly, "Xiao Yuer's situation, I have never seen before either. In that case, I will take you to see the Master and have him examine Xiao Yuer's condition."
"Are we going to see the boss?"
"It's Master." Li Miaoxin twisted the boy's ear to correct him, "Who did you learn to talk like this from every day?"
After that, Li Miaoxin took both of them by the hand, stood up and walked out of the room together.
Since coming to Mount Emei, Lin Xiaolu hadn't seen Li Mingru again. He had dumped the siblings to the senior sister and left without looking back, quite ruthless indeed.
Now, holding Li Miaoxin's hands, Lin Xiaolu and his sister followed her all the way to the top of Pluck Star Peak, which was a snowy mountain with a lower temperature. To prevent the siblings from catching a chill, Li Miaoxin used her techniques to gather a transparent barrier sphere in front of the three to block wind and snow, specially to protect the two of them.
Along the way, Li Miaoxin asked Xiao Yuer with concern if she was uncomfortable anywhere. Fortunately, apart from feeling something wandering all over her body, Xiao Yuer didn't have any other discomforts. On the contrary, she felt quite warm and comfortable, which made Li Miaoxin feel more at ease.
Sheltered in the transparent barrier sphere, Lin Xiaolu curiously looked at the snowy mountain as he walked. He felt this place was quite beautiful, covered in vast swathes of white everywhere. And after he followed Li Miaoxin all the way to the top of Pluck Star Peak, he saw a snow-covered mountain cave.
This was already the top of Pluck Star Peak. From here, one could overlook the endless scenery of Pluck Star Peak. Looking down from here, one could also see cotton-like layers of white clouds drifting slowly below, over an extremely vast area, with no end in sight.
This scene looked like a slowly drifting, huge sea of clouds, giving Lin Xiaolu the dangerous idea of jumping on it to roll around.
"Master, disciple has brought the junior brother and junior sister to see you, there is something to report." Li Miaoxin's voice of paying respects sounded at the entrance of the cave.
After a while, a lazy voice came from inside the cave.
"Miaoxin, come in."
Hearing this, Li Miaoxin led Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yuer into the cave together.
Unlike the snowy scene outside the cave, the interior was quite spacious and bright. All around were densely packed wooden racks full of scrolls, bamboo slips and other books.
Wearing a green robe, with a gourd hanging on his waist, Li Mingru had disheveled hair and looked like he had just woken up. He had a strong smell of wine on him, making Lin Xiaolu and Xiao Yuer cover their little noses.
"Master, you've been drinking again." Li Miaoxin complained with hands on her hips, "If you keep drinking like this, you'll become a muddled fool sooner or later."
"Nonsense, your Master is at the Core Formation stage, how could I be subdued by the likes of wine." The disheveled Li Mingru glanced at Xiao Yuer, then at Lin Xiaolu, and jokingly teased, "The tyrant of Winter Melon Village? Have you caused trouble again?"
"How could that be." Lin Xiaolu put his hands on his waist and bragged, "Boss, you don't know, my sister and I have been very well-behaved. The teachers and students at the academy all like me very much, wishing they could kiss me eight times a day!"
"Hahahaha~" Lin Xiaolu's words made Li Mingru laugh out loud. As he laughed, he took the gourd and drank a couple of mouthfuls.
Hearing Lin Xiaolu's words, Li Miaoxin was very embarrassed. Her little junior brother was bragging too much, wishing to be kissed eight times a day? Teacher Yang would probably lose eight years of his life after teaching him for just one day!
She quickly changed the topic between the old and the young, and said solemnly, "Master, when I was teaching junior sister to cultivate today and guiding her to comprehend the aura of heaven and earth, junior sister has now entered the first layer of Qi Condensation."
As soon as she said this, Li Mingru, who was pouring wine into his mouth with the gourd, stopped his movements. His eyes showed a trace of surprise as he looked at Xiao Yuer in front of him.
"How could this be?" Li Mingru also seemed a little confused, and said in shock, "Xiao Yuer, tell Master, how long have you been cultivating?"
Xiao Yuer stammered and could not answer. Li Miaoxin helped her and said, "From the time she started meditating, junior sister has only cultivated for less than half a stick of incense."
"Thud!"
Li Mingru's wine gourd fell to the ground, and the crystal clear wine inside spilled out without any reaction from him. His whole person seemed to be stunned.
After being stunned for a good while, he came back to his senses. Then his pupils changed color and turned into golden eyes as he looked at Xiao Yuer's body again.
Li Mingru saw that currently, there was a trace of weak aura circulating slowly in Xiao Yuer's body.
The transparent aura flowed through Xiao Yuer's extraordinary meridians and limbs, circulating over and over again!
"She has actually reached the first layer of Qi Condensation!" Li Mingru's voice trembled slightly.
His shock also made Li Miaoxin more certain of her junior sister's incredibility. Master was a cultivator at the Core Formation stage, second only to the sect leader in status at Mount Emei, and even in the whole of China he was a top cultivator. Yet now, junior sister's situation could even make Master's voice tremble in shock!
Just what kind of monster was this junior sister!
"Boss, isn't my sister very awesome?"
Seeing that senior sister and Master were both silent, Lin Xiaolu was very proud and smug on the side, "Awesome, boss, just say it out, don't be shy, we're all out here hustling, say what you wanna say!"
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.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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.”
