Fang Kui couldn't help but furrow her brows upon hearing this. She was currently at the late stage of Gang Qi and had originally planned to use a Qi Sea Pill to step into the Divine Ability realm.
Yet, even at the Divine Ability realm, one would only just have the minimum qualification to enter the battlefields in the territories of the Other Races.
Why was the Grand Elder discussing this kind of matter with her?
"Let's go, we'll go together."
Chen Xuan came to Fang Kui's side and patted her on the back.
Fang Kui gave Chen Xuan a grateful look and nodded firmly.
Xu Mu and Zhao Shengli followed behind them.
Along the way, Xu Mu surveyed the surroundings; the scenery here was truly beautiful.
It seemed the formation on Kunlun Mountain had concealed all this beautiful scenery.
They hadn't walked far when they saw an elderly man in a dark red robe in the distance.
This old man had white long hair and a goatee, his eyes were icy cold, commanding respect without showing anger.
"Grand Elder!"
Upon seeing this old man, Fang Kui immediately lowered her head.
Xu Mu, who was following behind, used his Divine Eye to look at this gaunt old man.
Name: Duan Musong
Identity: Grand Elder of Kunlun Mountain
Favorability: 0
Destiny Level: 4 (Max Level 10)
Duan Musong turned and swept his gaze over the group, his brows knitting together especially at the sight of Xu Mu and Chen Xuan's modern clothing.
"Xiao Kui, don't you know that bringing unauthorized outsiders into our sect is punishable?"
"Grand Elder, I won't hide it from you this time. I brought them here to demand an explanation from the Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Elders!"
Fang Kui clenched her fists tightly. "My grandfather clearly told me before his passing that his cultivation technique was left for me, yet those three have taken it for themselves!"
"But those three claim that before your grandfather died, he gifted the technique to the sect and was willing for them to practice it."
Duan Musong stood with his hands behind his back. "Now that your grandfather is gone, who do you think I should believe?"
Fang Kui didn't know what to do either. Her grandfather had only told her verbally; she had no proof.
"Senior, I am Chen Xuan, disciple of Master Chen Yunshen."
Chen Xuan gave a slight cupped-hand salute. "I can testify for Xiao Kui. Her grandfather did indeed say back then that he would pass the technique to her."
"You're that guy's disciple?"
Duan Musong cast a faint glance at Chen Xuan. "People's minds can always change. Xiao Kui's grandfather died after your master. Perhaps he said it back then, but later, he might have changed his mind."
"Senior, since you don't know whom to believe, how about this junior suggests a compromise?"
Xu Mu said with a smile. "Why don't you give the technique to Fang Kui now, and after she masters it, she can return it to you? Surely you can't say she doesn't even have the right to learn her own grandfather's technique?"
"That's right, Brother Mu makes a good point."
Chen Xuan nodded gently. The primary goal now was to learn the technique first.
"I will give it to her eventually, but not now."
Duan Musong said indifferently. "She is not suitable at the moment."
"Why isn't she suitable?"
Xu Mu inquired.
"The technique is from the Other Races; it's very harsh. Her current state of mind is not suitable."
Duan Musong continued, "Xiao Kui, I have already signed you up. New Other Race activity has been discovered in the forests of Bashu. This time, you will go with the Sixth Elder."
Hearing this, Fang Kui's eyes turned fierce. "Grand Elder! I'm only at the late stage of Gang Qi! I remember the minimum realm for confronting Other Races before was Divine Ability. If you want me dead, just say it!"
"The Sixth Elder will protect you."
Duan Musong turned his body away. "The belt has already been placed at your doorstep. I'm doing this for your own good. Without experience, you will never be able to learn the technique."
"Senior, 'experience' is too vague. Could you directly state what she must do to be allowed to learn the technique?"
Chen Xuan immediately asked.
"Kill a hundred Other Race beings first."
After saying this, Duan Musong walked off into the distance.
"Fine! Then I'll kill a hundred! And I won't go with the Sixth Elder; I'll go alone!"
Fang Kui shouted at Duan Musong's retreating back.
After he left, Xu Mu smiled at Fang Kui and said, "Don't worry, we're here for you. We'll help you deal with the Other Races when the time comes."
Xu Mu knew from the later plot that most Other Races wanted to destroy humanity.
In their eyes, humans were little different from animals.
Of course, there were also good Other Races.
As long as the Other Race wasn't a good one, Xu Mu felt no pressure; he'd just consider it ridding the world of a scourge.
"It's no use. I have to be the one to kill them. Follow me."
As Fang Kui spoke, she headed towards a distant hillside.
Xu Mu and the others followed behind. Before long, they arrived in front of a house.
The house was made of wood and wasn't very large. On a round table outside the house lay a black leather belt.
Fang Kui handed this belt to Xu Mu.
Xu Mu took it and found it heavy. Upon closer inspection, he noticed a camera lens on the front of the belt and small holes for speakers on both sides.
"This is a wide-angle camera with a recording device. Disciples of our sect must wear it throughout when going to battle Other Races."
Fang Kui explained. "Only the footage from here, showing you personally slay the enemy, counts."
"Technology really does change life."
Xu Mu couldn't help but sigh. Even such an ancient sect was using technology.
"The sect isn't full of stubborn traditionalists. If something is useful, why not use it?"
Fang Kui then took out a Qi Sea Pill and swallowed it. She needed to break through to the Divine Ability realm within the next few days.
"Old Chen, what's your plan?"
Xu Mu looked at Chen Xuan and asked.
"I've decided to accompany Fang Kui. At the very least, I want to see what kind of race is there."
Chen Xuan said in a low voice, "Fang Kui might be in danger this time."
Xu Mu nodded gently. "Then I'll go with you. It's on the way anyway."
"Thanks, Brother Mu."
Chen Xuan nodded firmly.
Fang Kui also showed a grateful expression towards Xu Mu.
[Favorability +5]
"Alright, then I'll go ask them for the address. Wait for me here."
After saying this, Fang Kui quickly left.
The two waited for over ten minutes before Fang Kui returned from the distance.
"Let's go. I got the address."
A smile appeared on Fang Kui's face.
Zhao Shengli also sighed beside them, remarking that it had been a long time since he'd seen Fang Kui smile.
...
Xu Mu checked the time and decided to reach Bashu that very night.
After staying overnight, they would head to the destination the next day.
However, there were no regular flight tickets available at this hour. Fortunately, there were still first-class seats left. Xu Mu bought four tickets.
As estimated, they arrived at the airport that evening.
That night, Xu Mu and the others stayed at a hotel outside the airport.
Xu Mu and Chen Xuan shared a room, while Zhao Shengli and Fang Kui each had their own.
They ate a simple meal and then returned to their rooms to rest.
Early the next morning, they woke up, had a quick local breakfast, and set off by car.
After a journey of roughly two hours, they reached their destination.
At this moment, Xu Mu received a message from Jiang Huihui.
Jiang Huihui said that because she had already stepped into the Divine Ability realm, she was preparing to go out and battle Other Races, and the location was precisely Bashu.
Xu Mu thought it was quite a coincidence; they could meet here.
Finally, the group arrived at this trip's destination.
The area was currently cordoned off, with signs saying a scenic area was being developed nearby and unauthorized personnel were not allowed to enter.
After Fang Kui showed his credentials, he smoothly led the group inside.
Following the path through this wooded area, they spotted a temporary prefabricated building in the distance.
There were many people dressed in sanitation worker uniforms all around, even more than Xu Mu had seen when he visited the Yang City Sanitation Department.
"Xu Mu?"
Just then, a person in a sanitation worker's uniform approached from a distance.
It was Du Yan.
This was the first time Xu Mu had seen Du Yan wearing the sanitation worker's uniform.
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."
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.”
