Jiang Ningshu felt a bit too embarrassed to speak, thinking it was somewhat inappropriate.
But no matter what others thought, they would still look down on Little Yu.
Little Yu’s strength spoke for itself.
Huang Jiuyou gazed down from the highest point of the City of Villains.
He had always enjoyed viewing the city from this vantage point, as the sight of everything beneath him filled him with a sense of accomplishment.
Moreover, watching the people below suffer injuries from battles excited him immensely.
Because it brought him one step closer to his goal.
But this time, something felt different.
The casualties seemed to be piling up far too quickly.
Huang Jiuyou began to investigate.
It turned out to be the black-robed figure.
This was the first time Huang Jiuyou had witnessed the black-robed figure in action.
Yet, what terrified him was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t see through the figure’s strength.
Too strong!
The power was overwhelming—even if Huang Jiuyou went all out, victory seemed nearly impossible.
With this realization, Huang Jiuyou’s expression darkened before he turned and left.
The altar was almost full. Once he ascended to the Great Ascension Realm, nothing would stand in his way.
Until then, he couldn’t afford any mishaps.
Huang Jiuyou returned to his residence and ordered his subordinates to guard it. Then, he slipped into a hidden passage.
Descending to the lowest level, he reached the altar, waiting for the demonic energy to fully charge so he could activate it.
Meanwhile, Su Luo and his companions had been closely tracking Huang Jiuyou’s movements. Seeing him return to his residence, the three immediately followed.
Without hesitation, Su Luo strode forward and prepared to kick the door open.
Feng Chengkai hurriedly stopped him. "Wait, are we just barging in like this?"
Feng Chengkai found Su Luo’s behavior strange—who would charge in so recklessly?
The path to the altar was surely guarded by Huang Jiuyou’s men. Could the three of them really handle them all?
Even if they could, wouldn’t exhausting themselves leave them too weakened to fight Huang Jiuyou?
Su Luo already knew what Feng Chengkai was thinking. "I’m aware. You’re suggesting we lure some outsiders in to clear the way for us, right?"
"Exactly. Seems we’re on the same page," Feng Chengkai confirmed.
"Good idea, but unnecessary. We’re going straight in."
"You’re insane!"
"Relax." Su Luo kicked the door open with a bang. "Hello, we’re here to disturb you."
"I thought you were smart, but turns out you’re just reckless." Feng Chengkai now regretted partnering with someone so impulsive.
He wanted to back out.
But it was too late—injured and weakened, escape was no longer an option.
Su Luo tossed him to Lei Shi. "Keep an eye on him. I’ll clear the path."
Huang Jiuyou’s men inside had already begun their assault, under strict orders to defend the place at all costs.
But the Void Hand would teach them a lesson.
"Are you sure this will work?" Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi still harbored doubts.
But soon, they fell silent.
None of Huang Jiuyou’s subordinates could lay a finger on Su Luo. Worse yet, most couldn’t withstand a single strike from the Void Hand.
To Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi, Su Luo merely dodged and weaved before effortlessly defeating everyone.
"Hey, hey, hey—aren’t you just ridiculously strong?" Feng Chengkai was stunned.
Far stronger than he’d imagined.
"Well, I had to go all out for this," Su Luo replied "modestly."
"Don’t tell me you’ve got nothing left for Huang Jiuyou?"
"I’ve got a plan when the time comes," Su Luo said confidently.
"Really?"
"Of course. Do I look like the type to throw my life away?"
"Fine, I’ll trust you."
Feng Chengkai seized the moment to swallow some pills, healing his injuries.
But his wounds were severe—full recovery would take time.
He regretted his earlier carelessness.
Shooting a resentful glance at Su Luo, he thought, Your people attacked without warning, and you didn’t even stop them.
"Stop looking at me. Let’s go—there are more ahead."
Indeed, Huang Jiuyou’s forces weren’t limited to the gatekeepers. The entire path would be guarded.
But the Void Hand was more than enough to handle them.
Su Luo’s overwhelming strength earned Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi’s admiration.
They had a feeling Su Luo could pull this off alone, even without their help.
If so, that wouldn’t be bad—they’d still get a share of the altar’s energy.
They were certain Su Luo couldn’t absorb it all by himself.
They’d be the ones to split the spoils with him.
Su Luo wasn’t in a hurry, advancing at a steady pace.
In the original plot, the three would combine their strength, endure a grueling battle, and become temporarily trustworthy allies.
Then, together, they’d defeat Huang Jiuyou.
That was how Feng Chengkai would later join the Heavenly Demon Sect.
But now? Forget deep bonds—just getting him into the sect would suffice.
Suddenly, the tunnel began to tremble.
"Time’s up."
Su Luo knew—thanks to Jiang Ningshu and Little Yu, the altar had charged ahead of schedule.
Time to speed things up.
The deeper they went, the stronger Huang Jiuyou’s men became.
But it didn’t matter. None were a match for Su Luo.
Soon, they reached the heart of the hidden passage—a vast chamber.
Huang Jiuyou stood at the center, laughing triumphantly. "It’s activated! The altar is finally activated!"
Soon, he would reach the Great Ascension Realm.
"But first, I’ll deal with a few pests."
He turned to Su Luo’s group. "You’ve made it this far—impressive. But unfortunately, I’ll have to kill you."
Not seeing the black-robed figure with them eased Huang Jiuyou’s mind.
His biggest fear had been Su Luo bringing that mysterious ally.
Against just these three, he stood no chance.
Feng Chengkai, somewhat recovered, stepped forward. "Old man, we’ll be taking what’s yours."
Lei Shi followed. "What should I say? Doesn’t matter—I’m here to kill you."
Su Luo quietly retreated a step. "Go ahead."
Feng Chengkai and Lei Shi charged.
But something felt off.
"Su Luo, what are you doing?"
"Ah, I might’ve overexerted myself earlier. I’m a bit drained now."
"Wait, you said you had this under control!"
"I do. Just hold him off while I recover and prepare a big move."
"Seriously? Not cool!"
But they had no time to argue—Huang Jiuyou was upon them.
Without Su Luo, their strongest fighter, the pressure was overwhelming. They were instantly on the defensive, barely holding their own.
Su Luo watched from the sidelines.
It couldn’t be helped—they needed a taste of hardship to understand the gap in power and recognize his importance.
After all, they’d soon be his subordinates. Su Luo couldn’t risk betrayal.
Huang Jiuyou was merely a tool to prove his strength.
Once they witnessed Huang Jiuyou’s might, Su Luo would crush him—and they’d know their place.
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.
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 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."
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
