Su Luo stretched his body—it was time to go out and wreak havoc.
This was something he could handle alone; it wouldn’t take much time anyway.
However, after Su Luo left, Nangong Xiyun also sneaked out.
She wanted to see if she might run into Li Siyi. If not, it didn’t matter.
But knowing Li Siyi, she probably wouldn’t miss the chance to act while Su Luo was away.
Su Luo changed into a set of dark, imposing robes—if he wanted to boost his infamy, appearances mattered.
At the Radiant Light Sect:
"Come on, it’s time for you all to dance."
At the Seven Stars Sword Sect:
"Feel the pain."
At the Moonstep Sect:
"Art… is an explosion!"
At the Mistveil Sect:
"A mere whim of mine is enough to take your lives."
...
Su Luo blitzed through them all.
Arrive, unleash a big move, introduce himself, taunt his opponents, defeat them, then leave with flair.
Someone tried to chase him?
Su Luo kicked them back without a second thought.
But more would come. How could they tolerate such brazen provocation, especially from a lone intruder? Their pride was at stake.
"Su Luo, don’t think you can escape unscathed!"
"Damn the Heavenly Demon Sect! Damn them all!"
"We swear on our honor—we won’t let him get away!"
Surrounded? It didn’t matter.
"Every single one of you is full of openings."
Su Luo didn’t even need to exert much effort to send them flying.
With his current strength, everything was easier—no need to hold back.
Naturally, after beating the weak, the strong would come.
And this time, it was someone at the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm—Elder Yan Shui of the Mistveil Sect.
Su Luo hadn’t expected this; in the original plot, he wouldn’t have faced such a powerhouse.
But his speedrun had clearly made them take him seriously.
No matter. His current strength was more than enough.
Elder Yan Shui faced Su Luo with calm indifference. In her eyes, he was merely at the Nascent Soul stage—someone she could crush effortlessly.
"You’ve got guts, but this is where it ends."
She struck with her sword, brimming with absolute confidence, not even bothering to look at him properly. She was certain he’d die.
Su Luo chuckled, raising a single hand to stop her blade mid-air.
Elder Yan Shui’s eyes widened in shock. She tried to pull back, but the sword wouldn’t budge.
Su Luo didn’t give her time to react—his fist was already on its way.
If she wanted to end him in one move, he’d return the favor.
Who said he had to play fair just because she was stronger?
A brutal beating later, the once-elegant Elder Yan Shui was left swollen like a pig, collapsed on the ground, barely able to move.
Just as Su Luo was about to kick her away, another figure arrived—swiftly snatching her from harm’s way.
Su Luo’s foot hovered mid-air. He already knew who it was.
"At your age, still playing the hero?"
The Sect Master of the Seven Stars Sword Sect set Elder Yan Shui down and drew his sword.
"Age is irrelevant. What matters is strength. Long time no see, Su Luo."
"Long time no see. Though if you wanted to greet me, your sword suits the occasion better."
"True. And today, I’ll uphold justice by cutting you down."
"Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re not up to the task." Su Luo remained unfazed.
"We’ll see."
Elder Yan Shui struggled to her feet. "Be careful—he’s strong! We should team up against him—no, we need to call for reinforcements!"
She really was about to signal for help.
But the Sect Master suddenly spun and punched her square in the stomach.
"No need. I can handle this alone."
Then he kicked her away.
She never expected the Sect Master to turn on her—and so ruthlessly.
So much for being the hero. She’d have preferred Su Luo’s kick.
Mid-flight, she blacked out. The Sect Master’s strike had been precise.
Now facing Su Luo again, the Sect Master spoke, "You returned to the Seven Stars Sword Sect, yet didn’t stay long. Your old quarters are still preserved."
Su Luo scoffed. "The Seven Stars Sword Sect has no place for me anymore."
"That’s just what you think."
"What, planning to drag me back? You’re not up to it."
"Then let’s see how strong you’ve really become."
The Sect Master unleashed his spiritual energy, revealing his terrifying cultivation—Void Refinement perfection!
Well, not that terrifying.
Su Luo smirked. He’d already fought multiple Great Ascension experts—why would a Void Refinement Sect Master scare him?
What truly surprised him was the Sect Master attacking his own ally. Why?
The Sect Master didn’t explain. Instead, he launched the Seven Stars Sword Technique at Su Luo.
At first, it was just one sword. But with each strike, more appeared—two, three…
These swords didn’t need to be held. They moved on their own, mirroring the Sect Master’s attacks—a masterful display of sword control.
Too bad Su Luo was his opponent.
With just one blade, Su Luo dismantled every move.
Soon, he grew bored. He already knew the Sect Master’s limits.
As he prepared to kick the Sect Master away, the man suddenly halted.
"Impressive. You’ve grown."
If he didn’t stop now, he’d only embarrass himself further.
"Yeah. I’m not the weakling I used to be. Now, I can afford to look down on you."
Instead of responding to the taunt, the Sect Master asked, "How’s Little Yu these days?"
"Doing fine. Eating well, living well."
"Good. That’s a relief." The Sect Master sheathed his sword.
"We’re still in the middle of a fight."
"Don’t you think it’s time to leave? If you stay, this old man might not survive."
He truly hadn’t expected Su Luo to become this strong.
"You’re letting me go?"
"Just go. Before others come looking for trouble." The Sect Master waved him off.
Fine. He’d had his fun.
Su Luo turned and left.
But was the Sect Master losing his mind? Letting him go because of Little Yu?
He hadn’t even gone all out—yet the Sect Master couldn’t gauge his strength and just… released him?
As Su Luo disappeared into the distance, the Sect Master pondered the purpose behind his actions.
Su Luo wasn’t one for theatrics. If he was making this much noise, something big was coming. Preparations were necessary.
The Sect Master turned to retrieve the unconscious Elder Yan Shui.
...
After Su Luo’s rampage, countless more now knew of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s infamous figure.
If Lin Xuan had built prestige, Su Luo had cultivated notoriety.
His rise had been just as meteoric as Lin Xuan’s—reaching Nascent Soul perfection in mere years, a pace beyond comprehension.
Add his destructive escapades, and it was impossible for him not to stand out.
But Su Luo knew this was just surface-level. If he’d followed the original plot, his body would’ve been in ruins by now.
So, the gap between him and Lin Xuan remained vast.
Now, all that was left was to wait for Lin Xuan to make his move.
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agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
