Lin Xuan said, "The achievements I've made are not mine alone. My brothers, my sect, and fellow cultivators from all corners of the land—without your help, I wouldn’t have come this far."
"You are the true heroes!"
"And there’s one person I must especially thank. Without them, there would be no me today."
However, Lin Xuan didn’t specify who it was—just that such a person existed.
Everyone speculated, but those unaware of the truth would never guess.
Truth be told, even the person in question might not know.
......
In the Nightshade Forest, within the Heavenly Demon Sect.
The Left Envoy sat upon the sect’s throne, his expression unreadable, neither pleased nor displeased.
Such was his demeanor, but the others were not so composed.
It was the usual meeting, but this time, the atmosphere was far from harmonious.
The Right Envoy slammed the table. "This Su Luo—the one you vouched for? Truly impressive, to mess up something like this."
Truthfully, the Right Envoy hadn’t expected success either; he merely wanted to use this to undermine the Left Envoy.
Even now, he hadn’t fully accepted the Left Envoy as the Demon Sovereign.
The failure of the demonic alliance wasn’t just the Heavenly Demon Sect’s problem—it was a blow to the entire demonic path’s reputation.
Someone had to take responsibility.
"Are you questioning me?" The Left Envoy didn’t answer directly, instead emphasizing through his tone: I am the Demon Sovereign now.
Even if I made a mistake, you don’t get to speak to me in that tone!
The Right Envoy’s voice cooled slightly. "Not questioning. The facts are plain—failure is failure."
"And then what? Was the alliance successful? If it had been, Su Luo’s failure would only be because of Lin Xuan!"
The Left Envoy would never admit to a flawed decision.
Just as the Right Envoy was about to retort, someone intervened.
The West Extreme Demon Lord spoke. "Enough. Arguing won’t help. We should focus on our next move—whether to lay low for a while or continue resisting the righteous path."
He despised inefficient quarrels.
The Left Envoy snorted. "Naturally, we resist. The Heavenly Demon Sect has not yet lost."
The Right Envoy scoffed faintly. "Do you have a plan?"
"I’d like to hear yours first."
The Demon Lords and the Right Envoy offered their suggestions, but after much deliberation, none seemed viable.
With all proposals rejected, they were back to square one.
Just as the debate threatened to drag on, Su Luo grew impatient and cut straight to the point.
"I have another method—forge a treasure."
?
The others stared at the Left Envoy in confusion. What kind of solution was this?
With confidence and mystery, the Left Envoy declared, "Have you heard of the Thousand-Bell Thunder Summoner?"
"You have it?" The North End Demon Lord exclaimed.
This was a legendary artifact recorded in ancient texts.
"Of course not. But I can forge it."
At this, the Left Envoy grew smug.
However, the South End Demon Lord saw through him. "What are the chances of success?"
Confident as he was, the Left Envoy couldn’t guarantee a flawless creation.
The Left Envoy raised a finger proudly. "Forty percent."
"What?!"
The others were stunned—not because it was too low, but because it was surprisingly high.
This was a formidable treasure, one that had become myth.
The Thousand-Bell Thunder Summoner, as the name suggested, could summon heavenly tribulation.
And not just any tribulation—the kind Jiang Ningshu had faced.
The tribulation of ascending from the Great Completion Realm to the Tribulation Phase.
"If we had such a treasure, resisting the righteous path wouldn’t be impossible," the North End Demon Lord mused.
He thought to himself, As expected of the Heavenly Demon Sect—still holding cards like this. Good. Don’t collapse too soon.
Without the Heavenly Demon Sect, he’d have to return to the Emperor Heaven Sect and endure its stifling rules.
No more killing as he pleased—what torment.
"True," the Right Envoy conceded. With this treasure, they’d have a chance to turn the tide.
Even if they couldn’t win, they could at least deal a heavy blow to the righteous path.
Just as spirits lifted, the Left Envoy’s tone suddenly shifted to one of distress.
"Ah, but we’re still missing some materials—and they’re not easy to obtain. Some must be retrieved from secret realms."
A bucket of cold water. Everyone had assumed he was fully prepared, only to learn he merely knew the method.
"That’s simple. Leave it to us," the East Extreme Demon Lord chimed in.
The others glared at him in silence.
You slacker, why weren’t you this eager during the discussion?
It wasn’t that they refused to help—the Heavenly Demon Sect’s fate concerned them too—but the East Extreme Demon Lord’s sudden enthusiasm made the rest seem unwilling.
"Good. Some of the materials I need are already in your possession."
The others: "......"
A sense of foreboding washed over them, their expressions darkening—but they couldn’t protest.
Their instincts were correct.
Su Luo intended to extort them, demanding not only the necessary materials but also many extras.
Though suspicious, none knew how to forge the Thousand-Bell Thunder Summoner.
It pained them, but they handed over the goods.
Once everything was collected, Su Luo was laughing inwardly.
Then the West Extreme Demon Lord raised a question. "Forty percent chance—what if it fails?"
The Left Envoy replied, "If the forging fails, we’ll lay low. It would mean the Heavenly Demon Sect needs time to recuperate."
"......"
After giving up so much, failure would mean total loss.
"Maybe we should just abandon the idea?" The South End Demon Lord suggested, still mourning his treasures.
"No. Unless you have a better plan," the Left Envoy said coldly.
No returns after accepting payment.
Silence fell.
They’d tried everything. Every strategy had failed.
Now, the demonic path—including the Heavenly Demon Sect—was weaker than the righteous. A direct clash had already ended badly. They needed another way.
Forging a weapon of mass destruction was a viable option.
After settling on the plan, another matter arose.
The Left Envoy announced, "You’re aware Jiang Ningshu is hunting members of the Heavenly Demon Sect."
It took a moment for them to recall who Jiang Ningshu was.
They’d always referred to her as the Demon Sovereign.
The Right Envoy asked, "So?"
He knew she had to be eliminated. If she regained her strength, they’d all die horribly.
But he didn’t want to take the lead. He, too, feared facing Jiang Ningshu.
"I want you to capture her and bring her back for execution. Only then will my ascension as Demon Sovereign be complete. Who will go?"
No one volunteered.
The Left Envoy pointed arbitrarily. "East Extreme Demon Lord, you go."
"I refuse."
"Fine. South End Demon Lord, then."
The South End Demon Lord thought, Why me?
He, too, wanted to refuse, but the Left Envoy cut him off.
"What, you’d refuse as well? Does my authority mean nothing?"
The Left Envoy’s aura surged menacingly.
The South End Demon Lord didn’t dare object. He glanced at the others, hoping someone would speak up.
Of course, no one did. If it’s not you, it might be me. Who wants this job?
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
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?”
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
