"Ahem, no. I just feel that since Su Luo keeps causing trouble for me, I should deal with him myself."
Lin Xuan nearly exposed himself.
Though Di Haoran was trustworthy, it was better to wait and see.
Besides, Su Luo might not want too many people to know about his undercover identity.
Li Siyi hadn’t even spoken up—why should he say anything unnecessary?
Lin Xuan chose to keep his mouth shut.
Di Haoran warned, "In that case, you’ll need to be careful. I investigated him afterward and found out he’s obtained the inheritance of the Demon God. He’s no ordinary opponent now, and he even has a Mahayana-stage expert by his side."
"Haha, I’ve long been aware of how strong he is."
"As long as you know."
Di Haoran still felt something was off, as if their conversation wasn’t quite aligned.
But as long as Lin Xuan understood, that was enough.
Di Haoran said optimistically, "Hmph, even though Su Luo escaped, the stone he left behind can serve as our defense line. If the beast army attacks, I’ll just throw it at them."
In the end, Di Haoran hosted Lin Xuan and the others.
Two days later, everything was ready.
Lin Xuan and his group set off.
With another Mahayana-stage expert joining them—Di Haoran.
Their destination: the Savage Wastelands, for the immortal’s inheritance.
The general location had been provided by the Heavenly Secrets Elder, so with four Mahayana-stage experts, finding it would be simple.
Truthfully, the Mahayana-stage cultivators weren’t planning to enter the immortal’s inheritance. They believed it was better to leave the opportunity to the younger generation.
Some Void Refinement cultivators were only going as a precaution against unexpected events, with no intention of entering the secret realm.
Didn’t they want the immortal’s inheritance?
Of course they did.
But they had self-awareness. Some of the older ones understood their limits all too well.
Better to leave it to those with greater potential.
Upon entering the Savage Wastelands, they immediately noticed something strange.
The beast army lay dead in great numbers.
Corpses littered the wilderness.
Lin Xuan and his group began discussing.
"What happened here? Did someone come to wipe out the beast army?"
"It’s normal for people to come to the Savage Wastelands because of the immortal’s inheritance, but isn’t this a bit too bold?"
"Good riddance."
"True, but let’s hope this doesn’t draw the Beast Lord’s attention."
"We should hurry."
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Meanwhile, Su Luo had already finished killing the beast army he’d targeted.
In fact, he’d overachieved.
Little Yu had finally made it to the Savage Wastelands, so he decided to show her around.
Let her experience the calamities of nature.
But the effect wasn’t quite what he’d hoped for.
At her current strength, natural disasters were nothing to her.
Su Luo wondered—what else could he show her?
"Let’s just wander randomly. We’ll go wherever we end up."
"You don’t have to show me anything, Su Luo. If you want to laze around, I’ll stay with you."
"What kind of nonsense is that? Do I seem like a lazy person to you?"
Yes, but laziness had flexible standards.
Little Yu might not really be interested.
But Su Luo felt that if there was a chance to see something unusual, they should take it.
They ventured deeper.
A 100-level gale howled wildly, but Little Yu only felt a slight chill—it couldn’t budge her at all.
In a rare patch of greenery within the Savage Wastelands, the plants were all carnivorous.
They could suddenly open their maws and swallow creatures whole.
But to Little Yu, they were just like the surprise boxes Su Luo used to make.
"Scary plants that ambush you? How terrifying."
Then, whoever attacked whom ended up getting chopped down.
The plants, sensing danger, played dead—behaving like ordinary plants.
One area was plagued by constant earthquakes, localized to that very spot.
The ground split open and stitched itself back together repeatedly. One misstep, and you’d be crushed or fall to your death.
But Little Yu could fly—she could soar right over the area without issue.
Not every part of the Savage Wastelands was dangerous.
Occasionally, there were peaceful plains under clear skies.
And then they encountered the beast army.
They had no choice but to fight.
Because the beast army had the same thought when they saw humans.
Unfortunately for them, Su Luo and Little Yu were absurdly strong.
"Something feels off," Su Luo muttered, thinking back.
"What is it?"
"Pretty sure we’ve been discovered."
"That shouldn’t be possible. We acted fast—they didn’t get a chance to call for reinforcements."
"You’re underestimating the beast army."
They were no longer in the outskirts of the Savage Wastelands.
Here, even the slightest disturbance would alert the Grand Priest.
At that moment, deep within the Savage Wastelands, the Grand Priest opened his eyes.
He had sensed something amiss.
A portion of the beast army had died in an instant.
This was no natural disaster.
And the beasts in that area were far from weak.
Thanks to the totem altar’s power, the Grand Priest possessed immense perception within the Savage Wastelands—especially when it came to the life and death of the beast army.
If someone was slaughtering them, no matter how quietly, he would eventually notice.
The closer to him, the sooner he’d detect it.
So the beast army wasn’t something you could kill freely—unless you had the strength to evade the beasts he’d send after you.
"Bone Bear King, go to this location and investigate."
"Yes."
The Bone Bear King, encased in skeletal armor, immediately set out.
His strength was at the mid-Void Refinement stage, and his bones were extraordinarily durable. Even against a late-Void Refinement opponent, he could hold his own.
Meanwhile, Su Luo and Little Yu continued their journey.
"Are you sure wandering like this is fine?"
"Don’t worry. Even if the Grand Priest notices us, he can’t teleport here. And the first beast he sends probably won’t be anything impressive."
"But what if after we kill this one, he sends stronger ones? Or even comes himself?" Little Yu voiced her concern.
She knew Su Luo wasn’t particularly interested in slaughtering the beast army.
Su Luo nodded.
Fair point. If they kept killing, the entire Savage Wastelands would become unmanageable.
"You’re right. But I’m just lazy—not afraid. No matter who comes, it won’t matter. Even the Beast Lord can’t do anything to me."
BOOM!
A massive beast crashed down from the sky.
The Bone Bear King stepped out of the crater. "Such arrogance, human! To dare look down on our Beast Lord? You won’t need the Beast Lord—I’ll kill you myself!"
His killing intent surged to the heavens.
The Bone Bear King already despised humans, and now they had insulted the Beast Lord? Death was the only option.
His bones multiplied, covering his entire body. His claws, reinforced by layers of bone, grew monstrously large.
He swung his arms with a roar.
"This is my strongest form. I’ll make you taste despair—don’t die too quickly."
The Bone Bear King charged.
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.”
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
【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.)
