"Ah!"
Chen Feng let out a heavy sigh as he looked at the Tianxuan Martial Arts Hall, now reduced to a pile of rubble.
More than half of Kunlun City had been turned to ruins during the ambush on Zhang Bowen.
Countless martial artists had sacrificed their lives in the battle against foreign invaders.
But what troubled Chen Feng the most was the annihilation of the Duan family from the Sacred Capital.
Not only had the family patriarch, the Martial Saint, died in battle, but the clan members were also ruthlessly slaughtered by the Tun Tian Club.
Almost all the core members of the family were wiped out.
Only a few minor figures managed to escape.
This made Chen Feng recall the system notification he had received on the day of the conflict.
[Disciples jointly destroyed a top-tier family.]
The only top-tier family eliminated in Daxia this time was the Duan family.
The three disciples had only taken down Duan Changtian and Duan Yan’er halfway through.
That hardly counted as a joint destruction of a top-tier family.
The true culprits behind the destruction of the Duan family were the Tun Tian Club.
According to the system’s judgment, Chen Feng immediately thought of another disciple.
Su Yan!
Just as Chen Feng was about to message Su Yan to ask what was going on, a notification popped up on the Green Bubble public account.
The Martial Arts Guild had announced a 10-billion bounty, placing the Tun Tian Club’s leader on the wanted list.
Along with it came the leader’s profile and photo.
When Chen Feng saw the name of the leader, he was stunned.
Su family from Donghai City.
Su Yan!
“Is it really such a coincidence?”
Chen Feng scrutinized the blurry surveillance photo again.
Though the image was a bit unclear, it was obvious that the person in the photo was not the Su Yan he had taken in years ago.
This was a young, beautiful woman with a stunning figure.
She wore a high-slit purple qipao that outlined a devilish silhouette.
Whereas the Su Yan he knew was a woman in her forties or fifties, covered in sores, hunched over, and quite bulky.
“Could Su Yan be related to her somehow?”
“Or is it just a coincidence that they share the same name?”
At that moment, Chen Feng received another system notification.
After reading the message in his mind, Chen Feng’s mouth fell open in disbelief.
[Congratulations on achieving the Master Teacher achievement.]
[Fourth disciple Su Yan’s vitality and cultivation have reached Martial Saint level.]
[Reward: Master’s vitality increased by 1000 points.]
Martial Saint?
Su Yan had become a Martial Saint?
A terrifying thought suddenly crossed Chen Feng’s mind.
“Could it be that she used the Beiming Divine Technique to devour others’ vitality and cultivation to reach Martial Saint level?”
No matter what, Chen Feng was certain that Su Yan was connected to the Tun Tian Club.
He opened Su Yan’s chat window on Green Bubble.
[Su Yan, be honest with me. What’s your relationship with the leader of the Tun Tian Club?]
[How could you join the Tun Tian Club?]
[Did you take part in the attack on the Duan family?]
[To be honest, I already know. You’re a Martial Saint now, so you must have used the Beiming Divine Technique to devour others’ vitality.]
[Su Yan, when I first met you, I knew you weren’t an evil person. Can you explain this to me?]
Meanwhile,
Su Yan, who had just broken through to Martial Saint, looked at her phone as it kept vibrating with Chen Feng’s messages.
Curious, she opened them and immediately burst out laughing.
“Ah, the old man really worries himself sick!”
Su Yan gave a sly smile and sent a message.
【Alright! I'm laying my cards on the table—I’m done pretending.】
【Actually, the leader of the Tun Tian Club is my daughter.】
【Because my daughter can't get married, I had no choice but to join the Tun Tian Club myself.】
【Master, can you do me a favor?】
【If you marry my daughter, we’ll leave the Tun Tian Club immediately.】
Seeing Su Yan finally reply, Chen Feng breathed a slight sigh of relief.
He had been worried that his disciple wouldn’t respond, leaving him utterly helpless.
But when he read the message, Chen Feng was left speechless.
“What kind of nonsense is this?”
“Master marrying his disciple’s daughter? That’s just messing up the family tree.”
He replied:
【That’s not really appropriate. Forced matches never work out.】
【Besides, I don’t even know your daughter. She definitely wouldn’t suddenly accept a stranger.】
【And I’m your master—if I marry your daughter, wouldn’t that make you my father-in-law?】
On the other side, Su Yan laughed heartily.
Even the sorrow from her uncle’s passing was somewhat eased.
She continued teasing her adorable little master.
【You’re a hero of Daxia. My daughter not only knows you, she’s your obsessive fan.】
【Once, I even caught her secretly kissing the screen while watching you.】
【She often watches your videos while doing… well, you know, those indescribable things.】
【If you’re willing to marry my daughter, no bride price, and we’ll even throw in billions in assets!】
【As for the family hierarchy, don’t worry about it.】
【Isn’t it all the rage these days to just do your own thing?】
【You can call me mother-in-law, and I’ll call you Master.】
【Whether my daughter calls you husband or grandmaster is totally up to you!】
Hmm?
After reading the messages,
Chen Feng’s mind froze for a full five seconds.
“Indescribable things”?
Can’t you at least describe them a little?
Of course, that’s not the point.
The point is: I treat you as my disciple, and you want to be my mother-in-law!
That’s just outrageous.
Chen Feng decisively refused:
【Su Yan, your daughter and I really aren’t a good match.】
【Besides, she’s wanted by the authorities now—how could we get married?】
Su Yan gave a sly smile and replied:
【The reason my daughter is like this is because she loves you but can’t have you. It’s messed up her mind.】
【If you marry her, she’ll quit the Tun Tian Club immediately.】
【Please, Master, save my daughter—she’s still just a kid!】
【I know she’s not worthy of you, but a parent’s heart knows no bounds.】
【Even if it’s just a fake marriage!】
【You don’t want Daxia to have another female villain, do you?】
【Master, if you sacrifice yourself, millions will be happy.】
This…
Chen Feng stared at the messages, unsure how to respond.
Then, at that moment,
Su Yan delivered the final blow.
【Master, here are my daughter’s private photos.】
【Which type do you like?】
After saying this, Su Yan sent a photo of her daughter in a cheongsam.
Then, recalling the encounter with Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei at the hotel,
she switched to a bunny girl outfit and sent another selfie.
Next came photos in flight attendant, nurse, maid, and leather outfits—one after another.
But Su Yan wasn’t satisfied.
She followed up with swimsuit splits, bubble baths, artistic portraits—everything.
Chen Feng’s throat went dry from watching.
As the saying goes, it’s not the flirtatious girls you should fear, but the thirty-year-old married women.
Testing the master with this?
What kind of master could possibly withstand such a trial?
Bah!
Chen Feng quickly shook his head, forcing himself back to reason.
He was a disciplined man.
At this moment, he sternly warned himself never to let Su Yan’s photo cloud his judgment.
But a small personal sacrifice—
Saving Su Yan’s daughter and, at the same time, easing some pressure on Daxia—wouldn’t be such a bad deed after all.
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.”
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
