As the battle game in the City of Villains began, the entire city erupted into fierce combat.
This wasn’t the first time such an event had taken place.
Though no one knew why Huang Jiuyou organized it, the rewards were simply too enticing.
So, the fight was on.
In the blink of an eye, chaos engulfed the City of Villains.
The air was filled with the clamor of battle.
Yet, Su Luo’s surroundings remained eerily quiet.
Everyone knew better than to provoke those here.
Some time ago, Jiang Ningshu and Little Yu had already dealt with anyone foolish enough to entertain thoughts of causing trouble in this area.
A place of rest should never be disturbed.
Jiang Ningshu remarked, "They’re fighting outside."
"Indeed. A rare opportunity—aren’t you going to stretch your limbs?"
"I might end up slaughtering everyone."
"That might be a bit excessive. Half would do."
"Fair enough."
Just then, Feng Chengkai arrived outside the door and overheard this shocking conversation.
He hesitated, unsure whether to knock.
Killing half the City of Villains?
Who were these people, boasting so arrogantly? Surely, they were just bluffing.
As Feng Chengkai wavered, Su Luo and the others stepped out.
"Perfect timing. Let’s go."
Su Luo had been waiting for Feng Chengkai to arrive before making their move.
"You know why I’m here?"
"Not hard to guess. At this moment, you seek me out—the altar must be nearing completion."
"Clever. I love working with smart people."
Feng Chengkai glanced at Jiang Ningshu and Little Yu.
"Didn’t take you for someone who indulges in pleasures. But I hope this won’t affect our plans."
"Don’t worry. It won’t."
Su Luo strode forward, while Jiang Ningshu and Little Yu prepared for their own mission.
Feng Chengkai, however, misunderstood.
"You’re bringing them? No offense, but while numbers help, they might just be dead weight. Are you sure they’re useful?"
"They’re strong. But no, I’m not taking them."
"Strong? Heh, I doubt that..." Feng Chengkai’s tone dripped with disdain.
Jiang Ningshu smirked.
"Weak? Then let me show you."
Right before his eyes, she condensed a sphere of demonic energy and hurled it at him.
In an instant, overwhelming force surged toward Feng Chengkai.
He froze momentarily but quickly snapped back, roaring as he unleashed his full power to block.
Yet, it was futile. The moment the attack connected, his defenses shattered like glass.
The impact sent him crashing through the floor, burying him deep underground, motionless and barely conscious.
"Oops. Might’ve hit him a bit too hard." Jiang Ningshu feigned innocence with a playful grin.
Su Luo couldn’t bear to look—her act was painfully fake—but he didn’t scold her. "As long as he’s alive."
Alive, yes, but unconscious and severely injured.
A fitting lesson for underestimating others.
With a wave of his hand, Su Luo levitated Feng Chengkai out of the crater.
"I’ll take him to handle our business. You two do as you please—just spread the name of the Heavenly Demon Sect."
"Leave it to us." Little Yu was already eager.
Su Luo carried Feng Chengkai and soon found Lei Shi.
"What’s up?" Lei Shi asked.
"We have work to do. We’re taking down Huang Jiuyou."
"Who? Did I hear that right?"
"Huang Jiuyou. The City of Villains’ overlord."
Lei Shi grimaced. "I know we’re aiming high, but starting this big seems reckless."
"I have my reasons. He’ll explain."
Su Luo slapped Feng Chengkai awake.
Feng Chengkai’s eyes fluttered open, but his expression remained blank, still haunted by the memory of that demonic blast.
"Is he broken?" Lei Shi pointed.
"Maybe needs another moment."
Su Luo delivered another slap, jolting him back to reality.
"I... what happened?"
"Enough dwelling. Explain the plan. Lei Shi’s joining us."
Feng Chengkai frowned. "Why?"
The plan hadn’t included this Lei Shi.
Su Luo clarified, "The two of us can’t handle the altar’s energy alone."
"You sure?"
"Absolutely. We’d explode from the overload."
"Fair point. But what about that woman of yours?"
"Focus. No distractions. ‘A blade shines brightest when the heart is free of women.’"
Lei Shi shot Su Luo a skeptical look—he’d heard this nonsense before when Su Luo roped him in.
Feng Chengkai, however, disagreed. "No, no, with her, we’d be unstoppable."
Her strength was undeniable.
"What, am I not enough? You doubting me now?"
"No, but—"
"No buts. Spit out the plan. Huang Jiuyou won’t wait."
Reluctantly, Feng Chengkai repeated yesterday’s discussion to Lei Shi.
"Interesting. Count me in." Lei Shi’s eyes gleamed.
With the altar’s energy, his Great Ruthless Demon Art could advance rapidly.
"Of course you’re in. Why else would I bring him here?" Su Luo said matter-of-factly.
Yet Feng Chengkai wavered. "Maybe we should call it off?"
"Backing out now?"
"I don’t want to, but look at me."
Only now did he realize his body was crippled—barely able to walk, let alone fight.
"Relax. I’ll carry you."
"That’s not the point! I’ll be useless in battle. Can the two of you even take Huang Jiuyou?"
Lei Shi pondered. "It’ll be tough."
"Already handled it."
Feng Chengkai: "?"
"After you told me yesterday, I made arrangements. Underestimate me? I’m Su Luo."
"You’re certain?" Feng Chengkai remained uneasy.
"Would I gamble with my life? We’re going because we’ll win."
In truth, Su Luo needed no arrangements—his power alone was enough.
Levitating Feng Chengkai, Su Luo led Lei Shi toward Huang Jiuyou’s location.
Meanwhile, in the City of Villains...
Jiang Ningshu turned to Little Yu. "How about a contest? Who can clear more foes?"
A battle of speed and numbers.
"Isn’t that unfair? But if you insist, I’ll try."
Little Yu knew she’d likely lose, but she wouldn’t hold back.
"Then let’s begin."
Their participation accelerated the battle game’s frenzy.
Jiang Ningshu’s prowess was unmatched, and Little Yu stood among the city’s elite fighters.
Together, they carved through the chaos.
As she fought, Little Yu announced, "I am of the Heavenly Demon Sect."
Just as Su Luo had instructed.
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esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
