“Mu-bro, they should be members of the Flood Dragon Clan, right?”
Chen Xuan gazed at the eyes of the people in the distance and spoke softly.
“That’s right. They’re probably guarding this place because of us.”
Xu Mu placed a hand on Chen Xuan’s face and began casting an Illusion Formation. “I’ve been studying this formation recently. It can be inscribed onto someone else’s body, though it won’t last very long.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xuan’s appearance changed. His delicate features transformed into those of a rugged, burly man.
Chen Xuan took out his phone and glanced at his new appearance, then said with a grin, “With this face, even if my master were still alive, he wouldn’t recognize me.”
Xu Mu also used the formation to alter his appearance, turning himself into a young man with a full beard.
The five of them left the area without a hitch.
…
They traveled north the entire way.
At last, they saw the enormous landmass floating in the sky.
“It’s incredible.”
Chen Xuan raised his head and couldn’t help opening his mouth wide.
He felt that if he had never met Xu Mu, he might still be trying to break off his engagement with his fiancée.
How could he possibly have had the chance to witness such a magnificent sight?
Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo were equally stunned. They both turned to look at Xu Mu.
If it weren’t for this man, one of them might still be an assassin who could never show her face in public, while the other would still be the owner of an antique shop, living every day consumed by hatred for her family.
[Favorability +10]
[Favorability +10]
Tong Guoguo also sighed in amazement before saying to the others, “Let’s go up!”
As she spoke, she grabbed Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo by the shoulders. Xu Mu wrapped his arms around Meng Wanyue’s legs, while Chen Xuan grabbed Xu Mu’s legs.
Arranged in this manner, the five of them flew up toward the Northern Nether Continent.
…
After reaching the land, Xu Mu spread out his perception and continued northward.
They traveled for nearly two hours before finally discovering a town.
There were no city walls here. Instead, a cluster of buildings had gathered together.
After entering the town, they found that it was much like an ordinary small town in the outside world.
It mainly served as a transfer point between the two continents.
There were more restaurants than anything else, though there were also plenty of weapons, armor, pills, and other goods.
Xu Mu and the others entered a relatively large restaurant.
The moment they stepped inside, quite a few diners looked over at them.
Although they were all wearing black robes, none of them had their heads covered.
Meng Wanyue, Dai Xingluo, and Tong Guoguo’s faces were especially conspicuous.
In such a remote town, the sudden appearance of three beautiful women naturally drew quite a few extra glances.
Dai Xingluo pointed at the wall and said, “Big Brother, look!”
Xu Mu turned his head and saw that it was a portrait of himself.
The image was clearly a screenshot from the video of the Martial Arts Championship. Beneath it was a brief description:
Xu Mu, descendant of Yan and Huang, Transcendent Realm.
Wanted by the Netherworld Clan. Dead or alive. Deliver him to any branch and receive one divine medicine.
Wanted by the Black Moon Clan. Dead or alive. Deliver him to any branch and receive a generous reward.
Xu Mu couldn’t help laughing when he saw this.
Besides his own portrait, there were also wanted posters for several other people, but he didn’t recognize any of them.
“Who is this Xu Mu? He’s only at the Transcendent Realm, yet he’s been wanted by two of the four major races?”
After Xu Mu and the others sat down, another group entered the restaurant. One of them was a middle-aged man who noticed the poster on the wall and asked the question.
He looked as though he had been traveling for a long time. Many parts of his long robe were worn through, and his hair was somewhat disheveled.
Several people dressed in luxurious clothes accompanied him.
One of them was a red-haired woman clad in dark-red armor. She immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.
Admiring beautiful women was human nature, and Xu Mu also glanced at the red-haired woman.
She had fair skin and red lips that almost matched the color of her hair. Judging by her appearance, she seemed to be around the same age as Dai Xingluo and the others.
However, her red eyes looked fierce, giving her the air of someone with a terrible temper.
“She’s actually from the Fire Clan.”
An old man at one of the tables sized up the group.
“The Fire Clan?”
Xu Mu was startled. He suddenly recalled Mu Changfeng, who had fled earlier.
“Elder Ding, that person is Xu Mu. You were trapped in the ruins before, so naturally, you know nothing about him.”
The Fire Clan woman sat down and spoke calmly.
“What happened to him?”
The travel-worn middle-aged man asked curiously.
“Inside the Battlefield of the Gods provided by the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, he openly took the side of the Great Wilderness Clan.”
The woman spoke indifferently. “The fact that he wasn’t wanted by all four major races at once was simply good luck. But it makes no difference. Even if he’s wanted by only one race, he’s still going to die.”
“Bullshit! Why don’t you go die instead?”
Dai Xingluo slammed one hand on the table and turned to glare at the woman.
“How dare you! What are you supposed to be?”
The red-haired woman’s gaze grew even fiercer.
“Xingluo, sit down.”
Xu Mu was still disguised as a young man with a full beard.
“You want to sit down now? Too late! I strongly suspect that you’re working with Xu Mu!”
The red-haired woman slowly approached Xu Mu and the others.
Xu Mu used the God’s Eye to inspect her identity. After reading the information, he was suddenly shocked.
Name: Shi Qianhua
Character: The heroine of Master Descends the Mountain: My Seven Senior Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful
Favorability: -1
Fate Level: 8 (Maximum: 10)
Xu Mu glanced at Chen Xuan. He hadn’t expected this woman to be one of Chen Xuan’s love interests in the original storyline.
“Tell me! Who are you people? What’s your relationship with Xu Mu?”
Shi Qianhua stopped in front of their table and questioned them.
“We know him. You don’t understand the situation, so stop spouting nonsense.”
Xu Mu shrugged. “He didn’t openly side with the Great Wilderness Clan. The four major races wanted to kill his friend from the Heavenly Demon Clan, so he was forced to stand with them.”
“The Heavenly Demon Clan? Aren’t they allies of the Great Wilderness Clan?”
Shi Qianhua snorted coldly. “You should be grateful that Xu Mu isn’t with you right now. Otherwise, I’d kill all of you along with him.”
“What a bold claim.”
Tong Guoguo raised her head and fixed her red eyes on Shi Qianhua. “Leave now while you still can.”
“A bunch of useless trash! You’re only at the Worldbreaker Realm, yet you dare to act arrogantly in front of me?”
Shi Qianhua pointed at Tong Guoguo. “Come outside! I’ll tear that mouth of yours apart!”
“Guoguo, let’s eat first.”
Xu Mu smiled as he spoke.
“Hmph! Scared now?”
Shi Qianhua snorted.
“It’s not fear. I just think that a minor conflict like this can be resolved with a wave of my hand. There’s no need to waste time on you.”
As he spoke, Xu Mu raised his hand and dispelled the formation on his face, revealing his true appearance.
“You…”
Shi Qianhua stared at Xu Mu’s face, then turned to look at the portrait on the wall.
“You’re Xu Mu!”
“That’s right. You can kill us now.”
Xu Mu smiled at Shi Qianhua.
Shi Qianhua’s expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly took several steps backward.
She naturally knew about the rumors surrounding Xu Mu. Despite being merely at the Transcendent Realm, he had fought against numerous Worldbreaker experts and had even reportedly ambushed a seventh-tier expert to death.
At the surrounding tables, everyone also looked over with solemn expressions. Some had already secretly clenched their fists.
In their eyes, ambushing a seventh-tier expert was nothing impressive.
The Great Wilderness Clan was incredibly powerful. That seventh-rank expert must have already been seriously injured—and they’d relied on a sneak attack, too. In a head-on fight, they didn’t take someone in the Transcendent Realm seriously at all.
“That’s awesome, Brother Mu!” Chen Xuan suddenly exclaimed excitedly. “Doesn’t this mean that, wherever you go, everyone you meet on the street can become a target for training? How do we get onto the wanted list?”
His words left everyone around them utterly bewildered. Could it be that Xu Mu and the others truly didn’t take anyone else seriously?
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.”
