"Xiao Pa." Yun, now a Beast Tamer, occasionally fought alongside Xiao Pa.
But most of the time, it was Xiao Pa who did the fighting.
Here it comes, meow.
In a flash, Xiao Pa moved with lightning speed. Song Yansheng, caught off guard, failed to dodge in time and was struck.
"Little thing, didn't expect you to have some tricks up your sleeve," Song Yansheng sneered, glancing at his minor injury.
Being called a "little thing" angered Xiao Pa, who unleashed a fiery whirlwind.
Having learned from his earlier mistake, Song Yansheng no longer underestimated his opponent and began to fight seriously.
For a short while, Xiao Pa managed to catch Song Yansheng off guard, but once he adapted, Song Yansheng no longer found Xiao Pa particularly impressive.
The gap in cultivation was evident, and Song Yansheng initially feared he had encountered a tough opponent.
It seemed that Su Mozi's strongest asset was this little creature.
After some time in battle, Yun noticed that Xiao Pa was struggling.
Fine, he thought, it was time to intervene.
However, just as Yun was about to finish off Song Yansheng, he sensed Su Luo's return.
No need to act, then.
Still, he had to put on a bit of a show. Even though Xiao Pa had done most of the fighting, it would seem odd if Yun emerged unscathed.
After all, his opponent was at the Nascent Soul level.
Yun made it look like he had been injured.
"My home, when did it become so lively?"
Su Luo entered through the door and spoke.
"Su Mozi!"
"Su Mozi!"
Seeing Su Luo return, his subordinates felt as though they had found their anchor.
These subordinates had been thoroughly beaten.
Yet, Su Luo didn't even glance at them, walking straight toward Yun.
"Su Mozi has returned. My apologies, this will be over soon."
Song Yanshen showed no intention of stopping.
Su Luo ignored him, approaching Yun. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
Though Yun said he was fine, Su Luo could see he had been slightly injured. "Leave the rest to me."
"Alright."
Song Yanshen continued attacking Xiao Pa while addressing Su Luo.
"My apologies, Su Mozi, for damaging your house. But I'll compensate you—tenfold. And I've already reserved that room over there, hahaha!"
In other words, Song Yanshen intended to destroy Su Luo's entire residence.
Compensation? Go ask Qing Bukuang for it, if you dare.
Song Yanshen's confidence stemmed from the fact that the other seven prodigies had united against Su Luo. Why should he show any respect?
"Xiao Pa, come back," Su Luo said.
Though reluctant, Xiao Pa obediently returned to Su Luo's shoulder, baring its teeth at Song Yanshen.
Su Luo gently patted Xiao Pa before setting it down.
"I assume you have no last words."
Before Song Yanshen could comprehend Su Luo's words, his head was separated from his body.
Su Luo had already drawn a sword, slashing at Song Yanshen from a distance.
Song Yanshen was split in two.
At the point of separation, a spatial rift appeared, voraciously devouring Song Yanshen's corpse. In moments, not a trace of him remained.
Silence fell over the surroundings.
The scene had unfolded too quickly, and it was utterly shocking.
While the onlookers couldn't comprehend Su Luo's technique, they understood the result.
Song Yanshen, the Nascent Soul powerhouse, was gone—just like that.
The remaining members of Song Yanshen's group wore expressions of sheer terror.
This was beyond exaggeration.
The sword in Su Luo's hand crumbled into dust, unable to withstand even a single strike.
But Su Luo had plenty of such ordinary swords. He drew another.
Those who came to cause trouble wouldn't be leaving.
Seeing Su Luo draw a second sword, the intruders didn't need to guess his intentions. They scrambled to flee.
With a single swing of his sword, Su Luo ended their lives.
Effortlessly.
Is... is this our Su Mozi?
Even Su Luo's subordinates were baffled.
Wasn't this a bit too outrageous?
In that moment, any lingering resentment they had toward Su Luo for ignoring them vanished completely.
Being ignored was justified—they were too weak and had embarrassed Su Mozi.
Yun was also taken aback. From such close proximity, even Yun couldn't discern what treasure Su Luo had used.
Could a Golden Core cultivator wield such power?
The only other possibility was that Su Luo had been concealing his true strength.
To deceive even Yun's eyes—Su Luo had always been extraordinary, but now it seemed he was even more formidable than imagined.
Still, that move was impressive. Worth learning.
As everyone stood in stunned silence, Su Luo spoke. "Yun, clean this up. I'm going for a walk."
With that, he walked out.
No one dared ask where he was going.
The atmosphere was tense.
Though Su Luo didn't visibly show anger, asking the wrong question now felt like a death wish.
It was just a feeling, but it was better to err on the side of caution.
Watching Su Luo leave until he was out of sight, his subordinates finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"That was terrifying. I thought I was going to die."
"You're underestimating our Su Mozi. When has he ever turned on us?"
"Even so, why didn't you ask where he was going?"
"Well... I was too scared. An angry Su Mozi is terrifying."
As for the reason behind Su Luo's anger, the subordinates unanimously turned their gaze to Yun.
"Yun, teach us. How do we get closer to Su Mozi?"
"Yeah, yeah. Su Mozi ignores us, but he doesn't ignore you. Share your secrets with us."
"We're loyal to Su Mozi, never betraying him. But if possible, we'd like him to notice us too."
"Please, Yun, tell us. We'll do anything!"
At times like these, the best answer was:
"I don't know."
That was Yun's response.
Even Nangong Xiyun hadn't realized that Yun held such a place in Su Luo's heart.
She had thought Yun was only slightly above the others.
But now, seeing Su Luo act so decisively for Yun's sake, she felt... pleased?
Hehe~o(*￣︶￣*)o
......
The topic ended there.
Yun began directing the subordinates to clean up the wreckage.
However, one of the female subordinates secretly grumbled.
"Ugh, why? I'm much prettier than Yun, yet I can't catch Su Mozi's attention."
The others looked at her as if she were an idiot.
Why was she so average yet so confident?
Sure, she was a bit prettier than Yun, but not by much.
"Stop dreaming. You can't replace Yun's position with Su Mozi. None of us can."
"I've come to terms with it. Su Mozi ignores us now, and he'll probably keep ignoring us. If you can't accept that, it's better to leave early."
Silence fell.
But no one suggested leaving.
"Right? After seeing Su Mozi in action again, I'm even more determined to follow him. Don't try to talk me out of it!"
"Who's trying to talk you out of it? We all feel the same."
"Haha, then from now on, let's do our best. Our goal: never embarrass Su Mozi!"
"Agreed!"
Yun watched them chattering among themselves. Were they too obsessed with Su Luo?
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.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
【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.)
for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
