Jun Anshi closed her eyes. She placed her hand on her brother's back and patted him gently.
It was not out of a need to comfort him, but to tell him that she was fine, that she was here, and that she had returned.
"Brother, I'm back," her voice was very soft. "I'm fine."
Jun Mukong did not respond, but slowly loosened his embrace.
Gu Xing'er, Gongsun Qingling, and the others also had tears flashing in their eyes at this moment. Ever since Jun Anshi went missing, they had been guarding this area and searching for her.
They had searched for two full hours, yet there was still no trace of her.
Later, they split into six groups and carefully searched the entire Vast Forest Sea for a full half-day, but still found nothing.
They all felt a faint unease in their hearts, even thinking that Jun Anshi might have met with some misfortune.
Fortunately, she had finally returned, safe and sound, without a single injury. The heavy boulder in everyone's hearts finally fell to the ground.
Jun Mukong did not cry. Holding Jun Anshi tightly at this moment and feeling the real body temperature of the person in his arms, he finally felt a genuine sense of security.
The anxiety and fear in his heart completely dissipated at this moment, leaving only the rejoicing and lingering fear of regaining what was lost.
Her heart felt sour, and she could only softly comfort him over and over again:
"Brother, I'm back. I'm really back."
Jun Mukong did not hold her for too long. He quickly forced himself to calm down and slowly let go.
"As long as you're fine, as long as you're fine."
Just as Jun Anshi cleared her throat, prepared her words, gathered her emotions, and was about to speak of her experiences over the past one hundred and ten years...
The entire secret realm space began to shake slightly.
Countless pillars of light descended vertically from the sky above the secret realm, each pillar accurately enveloping a cultivator within the realm.
The cultivators enveloped in the pillars of light could feel a lifting force that slowly raised them from the ground of the secret realm.
The secret realm was about to close.
......
Pillars of light landed one after another on the outskirts of the secret realm palace. The light slowly dissipated in the air, revealing the figures of the cultivators within.
The Soul Formation stage disciples who had stayed in the secret realm for several days were now either covered in dirt or still bore wet bloodstains on their bodies.
Others wore varying degrees of excitement and satisfaction on their faces, obviously having gained their own harvests in the secret realm.
The waiting leaders of all the surrounding factions immediately went forward to receive their own disciples, eagerly asking about the situation inside the secret realm.
Gu Changyuan stood with his hands behind his back. His gaze swept over the pillars of light one by one, accurately locking onto his own team at the location where the disciples of the Heavenly Human Holy Land appeared.
With a wave of his right hand, he steadily brought the hundred or so disciples to his side.
"Let's go, back to the Holy Land."
Gu Changyuan's tone was flat. Before his voice faded, his spiritual power circulated again. Taking everyone with him, he flashed and instantly disappeared, returning to the plaza of the Heavenly Human Holy Land.
"As for the contributions and resource allocation of this secret realm trip, I will have them submit a detailed list to the main hall later. I will send you back first."
Saying so, he raised his hand and waved. Streams of spiritual power wrapped around the disciples, sending them back to their respective factions one by one.
Afterward, his figure moved, and he brought the seven team leaders, including Jun Mukong and Gu Xing'er, instantly to the peak of Tianyuan Mountain.
As soon as the aura of Gu Changyuan's return was felt, several of his senior disciples were already waiting there.
Everyone sat down in turn, and spiritual tea was placed beside the stone table.
As soon as they sat down, the six people, including Jun Mukong and Gongsun Qingling, immediately turned their gazes uniformly toward Jun Anshi.
Jun Anshi had been missing for half a day in the secret realm, and they had been holding back their questions, wanting to know what exactly she had encountered.
Seeing the focused gazes of the six, Ye Qingxue and the others also turned their eyes over, their eyes full of inquiry.
Feeling everyone's gaze, Jun Anshi took a deep breath, slowly opened her mouth, and began to recount everything she had encountered in the secret realm in full detail.
"When I was in the secret realm, I encountered a rabbit with a physique extremely similar to mine.
As I chased that rabbit into the clearing, I suddenly felt a flash of white light before my eyes, and my whole body felt like it was sucked in by something.
By the time my vision recovered, I was no longer in the Vast Forest Sea, but in a very strange space.
At the time, I didn't know where that place was. Only later did I realize that it was the core inheritance space of Immortal Emperor Cangwu."
When the words Immortal Emperor Cangwu fell, the expressions of everyone present became a bit more solemn.
An Immortal Emperor-level inheritance was something that could be counted on one's fingers throughout the entire history of the Nine Heavens Realm. Yet, not only did Jun Anshi enter the core of the inheritance, but she also seemed to have stayed there for quite a long time.
"There was the inheritance left by Immortal Emperor Cangwu. I entered a dream world and stayed inside for a full one hundred years."
She paused, her tone carrying a bit of reminiscence and melancholy as she continued:
"During that time, I met a cultivator named Xuanxu.
His talent was extremely high, far surpassing my Temporal Dao Physique. Even in the dream world, he could easily comprehend the Great Dao, and his strength was absurdly formidable."
Jun Anshi detailed the century of companionship in the dream world, the inheritance of the Cangwu Great Dao, and the tragic battle against the mutated beasts.
She only hid the details of her bursting out in grief and fusing with the Cangwu Great Dao, only saying that she had comprehended the essence of the Cangwu Great Dao at the final moment.
During her narration, she repeatedly mentioned the existence of Xuanxu, stating bluntly that his talent far exceeded hers.
Hearing Jun Anshi say this, the disciples present all revealed expressions of curiosity and shock, and they all felt a sense of inquiry toward the Xuanxu she spoke of.
For Jun Anshi, a natural-born Temporal Dao Physique, to personally say that someone's talent far exceeded hers, what kind of terrifying existence was the other party?
Exactly what kind of heaven-defying talent did he possess?
It wasn't until Jun Anshi mentioned that Xuanxu had already mastered at least four Great Daos while at the peak of the Soul Formation stage that the faces of the surrounding disciples revealed varying degrees of shock.
After Jun Anshi finished speaking, her gaze slowly swept over the disciples, and finally, her gaze landed on her master, Gu Changyuan, with a trace of careful expectation in her eyes.
She deliberately emphasized Xuanxu's talent, which actually came from her own selfish motives.
This person probably wasn't hiding his identity just for convenience in the secret realm, but simply didn't want to be found.
For her to search for him herself would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But Master was different. With Master's cultivation and methods, he might actually be able to find him.
Seeing Jun Anshi rest her gaze on their master, the other disciples also turned their heads over.
Gu Changyuan felt everyone's gaze. He felt secretly helpless in his heart, and the corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.
He certainly knew what everyone was thinking. If Xuanxu were someone else, given the other party's talent, he would definitely not hesitate to search for him. Even if he had to turn the entire Nine Heavens Realm upside down, he would take this prodigy under his wing.
But the problem was, that Xuanxu was simply himself.
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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.
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.”
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?"
