For a moment, both the alliance of sects and the army of beasts seemed genuinely intimidated by the arrival of the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Demon Sect, each looking formidable.
Moreover, with the support of a crowd of Heavenly Demon Sect members behind them, the aura of the Seven Sons was further amplified.
Encountering the Heavenly Demon Sect on the battlefield during such a crucial time was indeed a stroke of bad luck.
Some of the sect's higher-ups couldn't stand the sight of these brats known as the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Demon Sect and sent a sharp sword aura straight towards Qing Bukuang.
Suddenly, a figure dispersed the sword aura.
"You old geezer, let us handle you. Don't go picking on our juniors."
Void Prince Liu Buwei stepped forth to engage in battle.
Other powerful figures were also met with counterparts from the Heavenly Demon Sect, and even the strongest of the beast army joined the fray.
And so, the next phase began...
"Time for the hunt."
Qing Bukuang led the charge, followed closely by his subordinates.
The other Demon Princes also began to move, each leading their own subordinates to different parts of the battlefield.
They operated separately, each fighting independently.
Who could make the most significant impact would depend on their own abilities.
Su Luo waved his hand, and his subordinates advanced, while he leisurely made his way towards the battlefield.
Yun followed beside him, as she was a beast tamer, content to let Xiao Pa handle things.
The entrance of the Heavenly Demon Sect intensified the battle, with all three factions fighting independently.
Even the beast army, which felt resentful towards the unexpected appearance of the Heavenly Demon Sect, decided to launch ruthless attacks against them.
However, the members of the Heavenly Demon Sect were no pushovers, especially the Seven Sons.
Qing Bukuang confidently navigated through the crowd and beasts, seemingly doing nothing, yet had already unsheathed his sword multiple times.
The speed was so fast that it appeared as though he had never drawn his sword.
Dozens of beasts in the army had already been cut in half.
Xu Wuliang chose the most brutal method, continuously punching and darting across the battlefield.
His fists were filled with power, like massive rolling boulders crashing through the battlefield, sending anyone who touched them flying, with their fate depending on their physical resilience.
In such a crowded battlefield, Xu Wuliang's approach, though simple, was highly effective.
Liao Duci began to release poison gas.
By now, everyone nearby had fled, and even the beast army, sensing the danger, had temporarily retreated.
Situ Ye's spear technique was unparalleled, his strikes like a dragon, sweeping away all in his path.
Shan Gui's strange sounds caused an instant drop in fighting spirit, as if an invisible shackle had been placed on them, and thoughts of sorrow filled their minds, making them disinclined to fight.
Yet, Shan Gui only grew stronger amidst these sounds.
Cui Baiquan showed no remarkable skills, merely using ordinary techniques, appearing unremarkable.
But as one of the Seven Sons, such unremarkable behavior felt rather eerie.
The Seven Sons' performance on the battlefield instantly overshadowed Lin Xuan, and the alliance of sects had no choice but to avoid their sharp edge.
However, the beast army was different; they only wanted to kill their enemies.
Soon, many beasts' eyes turned red as they entered a berserk state.
But it was useless, they were no match for the Seven Sons.
The alliance of sects was not weak either and quickly responded.
Against Qing Bukuang, a group of speed-focused practitioners surrounded him.
Even if their speed was inferior to Qing Bukuang's, at least they could see and sometimes avoid him.
If one wasn't enough, then many would attack together.
Against Shan Gui, multiple people used powerful Lion's Roar techniques, competing in volume.
Shan Gui's ears were affected, feeling as though they were about to deafen, but it was only a feeling.
As for Liao Duci, he was trapped within a formation.
This formation was not just any ordinary formation but could also transmit Liao Duci's poison towards the beast army.
The beast army was frustrated, feeling as though the Heavenly Demon Sect was aiding the alliance of sects.
Other Demon Princes were similarly targeted.
The reputation of the Seven Sons was well-known, though there were one or two who remained somewhat mysterious.
An individual's strength was ultimately limited, and while the personal prowess of the alliance of sects might be inferior to that of the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Demon Sect, cooperation allowed them to stand a chance.
For a moment, the Seven Sons felt a sense of being cornered, which was far from ideal.
They were not here to make a fool of themselves.
Qing Bukuang placed his hand on his sword hilt, beginning to take things seriously.
"If this is all you've got, it's hardly worth watching."
Having said this, Qing Bukuang had already defeated three members of the alliance of sects.
Situ Ye downed a bottle of pills, instantly boosting his combat power.
The other Demon Princes also began to use their unique techniques, and with full seriousness, they could not only withstand the attacks but also turn the tide, even counter-attacking.
The Seven Sons once again enveloped the battlefield in terror, and the members of the alliance of sects were beginning to feel fear.
But there was one exception. In the midst of it all, Su Luo finally arrived, joining the fray.
Xiao Pa was by his side, eager to pounce, awaiting only a command to launch an attack, naturally on the beast army.
In the distance, Gu Anxin also noticed Su Luo, and what drew more attention was the white cat.
It was the same cat that had saved his father, which left him puzzled.
Xie Feiran slew a sneak-attacking beast, "Don't lose focus, what's on your mind?"
Gu Anxin didn't know how to explain, "You might not believe me, but that cat saved my father."
Xie Feiran looked in the direction Gu Anxin indicated, where Su Luo was.
"Oh, that's normal, I believe you."
"No, I'm not lying... What? You believe me?"
"Of course, I do." Xie Feiran smiled, "Since it saved your father, then we don't need to worry about them. Let's focus on the others."
"Wait, is that all? And are we really not going to deal with them?"
"Heh heh, yes."
Gu Anxin wasn't sure why, but he felt a sense of pride on Xie Feiran's face.
What on earth was going on?
They chose not to confront Su Luo, but there were others who would.
The members of the alliance of sects didn't care; as long as you were from the Heavenly Demon Sect, you were a target. In an instant, they surrounded Su Luo.
However, Li Siyi arrived on the scene and with a slight move, she nullified the attacks from the other sects.
The members of the alliance of sects were puzzled.
Li Siyi explained, "He is a traitor of the Seven Stars Sword Sect and has a grudge with me. I will handle him; you all deal with the others."
Hearing this, the members of the alliance of sects found it reasonable, but could she really handle Su Luo?
Li Siyi reassured, "Rest assured, I can."
With that said, the others turned their attention to the other members of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
"Do you mind introducing who is behind you?"
"Yun, my subordinate. I think you two might have a good connection."
Being from the same Seven Stars Sword Sect, if Yun completes her mission and returns to the sect, perhaps you two could become friends.
"Hello, I'm Yun, Su Luo's most loyal subordinate."
Li Siyi's intuition told her that this Yun was not simple.
"Is that so? Does anyone really claim to be the most loyal?"
"Yes."
"Then why did you choose to follow Su Luo?"
Based on Li Siyi's understanding of Su Luo, he was likely to be in a permanent idle state within the Heavenly Demon Sect. How could such a person have a loyal subordinate?
"A few unmentionable events occurred, and our relationship evolved into what it is now."
What... what unmentionable events?!
Yun left directly, leaving Li Siyi to ponder.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
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.
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
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.”
