Xu Mu's eyes widened suddenly. Another divine-level technique!
It seemed he had wrongly blamed the system earlier; today was indeed a good day for the lottery draw.
From the five consecutive ten-draws this time, he obtained a total of 780 cultivation points and 400 attribute points.
Following his usual routine, Xu Mu allocated all these points.
His physical strength was further enhanced. Once everything was done, Xu Mu immediately checked his current status panel.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Villain's Holy Body, Manager of the Human Resources Department of the Xu Group
Realm: Grandmaster Peak
Physique: 2690
Spirit: 2690
Cultivation Value: 950 (Max 1600)
Destiny Power: 3312
Seeing this, Xu Mu nodded in satisfaction.
At this rate, it wouldn't be long before his Physique and Spirit reached three thousand points.
He first examined the level-eight array he just obtained: Formless Voice Transmission.
No wonder it was a level-eight array. If it were just simple voice transmission, its level definitely wouldn't be so high.
The range of this voice transmission could extend up to about ten kilometers.
By simply engraving the array on one's body in advance, one could transmit sound through the array's vibrations within this range.
Moreover, this sound could only be heard by the intended recipient. Others, even if they were standing right next to them, would not hear a thing.
Those who had the array engraved on them could not actively use the array, but they could whisper into it.
Acting much like a telephone, the array could transmit their voices back to Xu Mu, and outsiders would similarly be unable to hear it.
It had to be said, this array was incredibly practical.
Usually, mobile phones lost their signal inside ancient ruins.
Should Xu Mu ever get separated from the others, they could use this array to stay in touch.
Afterward, Xu Mu checked his newly acquired divine-level technique: Final Spark.
After reading through the technique, Xu Mu was stunned.
He didn't expect to actually get a move that could teach Jiang Cisui a lesson.
Put simply, Final Spark allowed the user to erupt all the Qi in their body in a single instant.
If a cultivator were compared to a car, then Qi would be the gasoline.
Even with the pedal to the metal, it would still take some time to completely burn through all the gasoline.
The human body was the same. The meridians could only channel so much Qi at once, limiting the amount that could be released in a single strike.
But Final Spark could ignore these limitations, allowing all one's power to burst forth simultaneously in a brief moment.
Even though he was only a Grandmaster, the power of a complete, instantaneous eruption would be enough to kill a Transcendent realm expert, or even injure a Realm-breaking expert.
Xu Mu was thrilled. For ordinary people, this move had a fatal flaw.
Exhausting all their Qi at once would throw them into a period of extreme weakness.
If they failed to finish off the enemy, they would be the ones to die.
But Xu Mu could ignore this weakness because he possessed Destiny Power.
By consuming Destiny Power, he could instantly restore the Qi in his body.
With his current Destiny Power of over three thousand, he should be able to use it many times.
However, Xu Mu was inherently a rather conservative person, so he naturally wouldn't use such a move recklessly.
He figured that releasing half of his Qi at once would already produce a staggeringly powerful effect.
Xu Mu turned his attention back to the arena. Jiang Cisui had already secured a firm upper hand through his Daoist techniques.
When Wang Taolue's mental attacks proved useless, his defeat was essentially declared.
Finally, Wang Taolue's body was sent flying. He collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.
The power within his body was nearly depleted, yet Jiang Cisui, standing before him, looked as if he hadn't exerted himself at all.
I concede, Wang Taolue said softly.
He hadn't expected Jiang Cisui's strength to have grown so much over the past five years.
He couldn't even see through the other party's cultivation realm.
The audience outside the arena erupted into loud cheers. The battle between the two had made their blood boil with excitement.
There was no instant kill; instead, it was a closely matched battle of Daoist techniques.
Countless techniques were displayed creatively by the two of them.
Finally, the top five competitors were confirmed.
Xu Mu, Wu Tian, Yun Yao, Bai Qingyuan, and lastly, Jiang Cisui.
High above the white clouds.
The various sect masters and elders began to decide who to revive based on the performances of the eliminated contestants.
In truth, everyone knew perfectly well that there were only two candidates for revival: Shi Yao and Wang Taolue.
One had lost to Xu Mu, and the other to Jiang Cisui.
Jiang Zhenqi smiled as he looked at Ning Kai and Wang Chi. You two are their respective sect masters. You cannot vote, but you may canvass for them.
Ning Kai crossed his arms and said, Shi Yao shouldn't have clashed head-on with Xu Mu. His speed is unparalleled. If he hadn't fought him directly, he most likely would have won.
Wang Chi spoke indifferently, Wang Taolue has defeated Shi Yao in the past. In terms of combat power, Wang Taolue is definitely stronger. The original intention of our ancestors in holding the Martial Arts Championship was for the strong to exchange pointers, not to pick on a soft persimmon.
Wang Chi! Bullshit! Who are you calling a soft persimmon? Ning Kai shouted coldly.
Wang Chi remained calm. I am stating a fact. If everyone is afraid that Wang Taolue might threaten the rankings of the others, you are free to choose Shi Yao.
Jiang Zhenqi waved his hand gently. Alright, no need to hesitate. Raise your left hand for Shi Yao, and your right hand for Wang Taolue. I will count to three, and we will raise our hands together. Anyone who is a beat too late will be considered to have abstained.
As his count of three fell, the crowd around them raised their hands.
There was clearly more support for Wang Taolue. Just as Wang Chi had said, the Martial Arts Championship was a showdown between the strong.
Compared to Shi Yao, Wang Taolue was indeed more difficult to deal with.
But there were still those who supported Shi Yao, such as Jiang Sheng and Ding Hong.
In fact, they both had selfish motives. Jiang Sheng did it for Xu Mu; since Xu Mu could defeat him once, he could defeat him a second time.
If Shi Yao entered the top six, Xu Mu's chances of winning would be higher.
Ding Hong had the same idea. She was doing it for Bai Qingyuan's ranking. Between Shi Yao and Wang Taolue, Shi Yao was undoubtedly the easier opponent.
However, they were ultimately in the minority.
Very well, Wang Taolue is revived.
As soon as Jiang Zhenqi finished speaking, Wang Taolue's name reappeared on the array space below.
The top six were now confirmed.
This time, they wouldn't draw lots after each match; instead, all matchups would be drawn at once.
Yao Dingli stood up and tossed six silk pouches into the air.
With a casual wave of his hand, the pouches spun rapidly before finally splitting into three pairs.
Jiang Zhenqi flew over and extracted the final rosters from the pouches.
The names for the matchups were displayed on the array.
Yun Yao versus Wang Taolue.
Jiang Cisui versus Wu Tian.
Xu Mu versus Bai Qingyuan.
Sitting in the audience, Xu Mu couldn't help but shake his head upon seeing these matchups.
As expected of the male protagonist, he actually got matched up against Jiang Cisui.
Originally, Xu Mu thought that if he were matched against Wu Tian, he could simply finish him off and avoid fighting Jiang Cisui.
But now, he had to go all out.
Although he couldn't be certain who would win between Wu Tian and Jiang Cisui.
Based on his past experience, after this battle, Jiang Cisui would definitely develop a strong interest in Wu Tian.
In the subsequent plot developments, the relationship between the two would only get better and better.
What Xu Mu needed to do was make Jiang Cisui develop an even stronger interest in him instead.
To do that, he had to defeat Bai Qingyuan.
He cast his gaze toward Bai Qingyuan in the distance, only to find that she was also looking right back at him.

his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…

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.”

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”