"No way, man... were you really listening?"
Like everyone else, Lu Ze was equally dumbfounded by the appearance of the Remnant Spirit of the Heavenly Dao.
"Did you... call it here?"
Zhao Wendao looked at Lu Ze nervously and asked in a low voice.
"No."
Lu Ze smiled and shook his head.
"How could your disciple possess such an ability?"
He would have loved to call upon the Remnant Spirit of the Heavenly Dao to back him up; that way, who would dare mess with him as he roamed the world?
But given the other party's temperament, how could it possibly allow itself to be ordered around?
If it realized it was being used, even he would be in for a world of trouble.
Originally, Lu Ze only thought this guy was a tiny bit petty, but now it was absolutely confirmed.
Saying a single bad word about it from thousands of miles away resulted in it immediately showing up in person to settle the score... who could handle that?
On the Demon-Slaying Platform, Zhao Heng, who held the esteemed status of a true disciple of the Green Mountain Sect, was currently so terrified that his face was deathly pale, and his legs had given out, causing him to collapse to the ground.
"You... please listen to my explanation... Heaven, Heaven..."
Zhao Heng stuttered with trembling lips. His pathetic appearance made the onlookers frown.
But thinking about it, it made sense. Even a supreme expert like Qin Ming was incredibly wary of the Remnant Spirit of the Heavenly Dao. For a mere true disciple at the Soul Formation stage, calling him an ant would be an overstatement.
Before Zhao Heng could finish his stuttering sentence, a gust of astral wind carrying brown flames suddenly crushed down on him.
"Ah!!!"
With a miserable shriek, half of Zhao Heng's body was instantly burned down to the bone. Weeping and wailing, he rolled around on the ground.
"You bastard! You've completely ruined the reputation of my Green Mountain Sect!!"
A ball of brown light surfaced on Zhang Yuxian's right hand as he cursed furiously out of sheer disappointment. Clearly, he was the one who had just struck.
Seeing that the Remnant Spirit of the Heavenly Dao did not respond, he followed up with another blast of astral wind. A gaping hole appeared in Zhao Heng's throat. Now, unable to even make a sound, he could only shed tears in despair, looking exceptionally miserable.
Having done all this, Zhang Yuxian respectfully brought his hands together and bowed low.
"Lord Heavenly Dao, my sect's disciple spoke disrespectfully and has already been punished by me... There is no need to trouble yourself to take action."
Seeing this display, everyone present gasped in shock, and whispers erupted all around.
"He's his personal disciple after all... Isn't such a method a bit too heartless?"
"Nonsense! That is the Heavenly Dao... If he doesn't put on a show, he might be implicated as well..."
"If this entity were to strike personally, the outcome would probably be even more tragic..."
"Even so, it's still too..."
"Shh!"
...
The terrifying human face in the sky looked down coldly at Zhang Yuxian on the ground, a sneer forming at the corners of its mouth.
"Not a bad job..."
"However..."
"Those who intend to deceive this Heavenly Dao shall be punished!"
With a loud boom, a bolt of lightning struck Zhang Yuxian's hunched back. With a muffled groan, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhang Yuxian's mouth, and the aura around him instantly weakened by several degrees.
Realizing that his cultivation had instantly regressed by a small margin, Zhang Yuxian harbored intense hatred for Lu Ze in his heart. Yet, he did not dare to show it. Instead, he humbly kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Heavenly Dao, for your mercy!"
"Hmph."
The Remnant Spirit of the Heavenly Dao snorted coldly.
It had always been clear in its rewards and punishments.
If it weren't for the fact that the ant beneath its feet knew its place and saved it the trouble of acting, this old man would likely have been slapped half to death by it.
The current punishment was letting him off easy.
It swept its gaze over the crowd below the platform and spoke in a cold voice:
"This Heavenly Dao does not belong to anyone, nor does it favor anyone..."
"What you all see and think is nothing but an illusion."
Having said that, it looked at Lu Ze.
"This Heavenly Dao did not infuse spiritual energy solely into his illusion. Rather, it is because what the rest of you created... is unworthy of this Heavenly Dao's attention."
The corners of Lu Ze's mouth curled up in amusement.
Translated, that sentence meant: Everyone here, except for me, is trash.
"Since you all desire fairness, then this Heavenly Dao shall grant you fairness."
With that, the volume of the Remnant Spirit of the Heavenly Dao suddenly increased, as if resonating throughout heaven and earth:
"From this day forward, all illusions in the world shall be controlled by this Heavenly Dao..."
"They can connect heaven and earth, and reach the entire realm!"
"The excellent shall be rewarded."
"The inferior, punished!"
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
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.
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!
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
