Aiden picked up the napkin and wiped his lips, then explained in detail:
"In the real world, the martial arts fortune of humanity has been suppressed by Gu Banjin."
"But in the underworld, there are no restrictions, and cultivation speed is even faster than in the real world."
"As long as a person's enlightenment is high enough, free from the constraints of all physical desires, their cultivation speed will skyrocket at a terrifying pace."
"Moreover, at that time, they will no longer cultivate blood-and-qi martial arts or qi-based martial arts, but the essence of the soul."
"Once they reach the realm of Martial God, it’s no longer about who has lived longer to be stronger."
"Instead, it depends on one's level of comprehension of the Heavenly Dao. Sometimes, cultivating for a million years is not as good as a single moment of sudden enlightenment."
Su Yan nodded.
She indicated that she understood.
Then she continued to ask:
"Then, do you have any suggestions for guarding against a dangerous figure like Su Yuanshan?"
Aiden shook his head helplessly.
He let out a sigh.
"Su Yuanshan is the most gifted person I have ever seen, but his obsession is extremely strong."
He harbored the delusion of devouring all the Martial Gods in the Underworld, then breaking the Underworld's limits and returning to the human world.
"He wants to devour all Martial Gods in the underworld, then break through the boundaries of the underworld and return to the mortal world."
"The only thing you can do is to guard the ghost burial mounds, and absolutely never let anyone release me as they did."
Su Yan nodded again, and even professionally took out a small notebook to jot down notes.
Then she asked casually:
"There are sixty-three ghost burial mounds left. Which ones should we guard against the most?"
Aiden thought for a moment and then said:
"I recall that when Su Yuanshan suddenly rose to power, he killed three Martial Gods in a row."
"He took three ghost burial mound stone coffins for his wife and younger brother."
"In the empty underworld, these ghost burial mound stone coffins are the rarest treasures."
"But I’m not familiar with the gossip of Daxia. I only remember the hexagrams of two of the ghost burial mounds."
"One is Xun for Wind, and the other seems to be Earth Fire Mingyi; I can’t remember the last one."
"Whatever you do, don’t let anyone get near these two ghost burial mound stone coffins."
Su Yan was slightly taken aback.
She forcibly controlled her emotions and asked:
"Su Yuanshan also had a wife and a younger brother? I wonder what their names are?"
"Let me check if this Su Yuanshan is the same one from Xiandu, Daxia, who died decades ago."
Aiden sighed with emotion:
"Su Yuanshan’s wife and younger brother are both extraordinary."
"His wife is called Dugu Lingyue, a powerful Sword Dao Martial God."
"His younger brother is called Su Canghai, temporarily only a Half-Step Martial God."
Su Yan smiled, closed the notebook in her hands, and said sincerely to Aiden:
"Thank you so much, Mr. Aiden."
"I will definitely have people keep an eye on these two ghost burial mounds."
"I won’t disturb your enjoyment of this wonderful time."
Before Aiden watched Su Yan leave, he exclaimed with genuine admiration:
"What a truly good girl."
"If that lunatic Gu Sanliang were as easy to communicate with as this Daxia girl, perhaps there wouldn’t be so many conflicts between us."
...
Tian Du.
This time, Chen Feng did not cripple Feng Tengyun. Instead, he had someone detain him at the Martial Arts Association.
At this moment, Chen Feng was holding a list in his hand.
It contained several hundred names.
According to Feng Tengyun, these were all people planted in the Martial Arts Association by the Swallowing Heaven Club.
Chen Feng felt that what Feng Tengyun said might be true.
But he didn’t know how to handle it, so he could only hand the list over to the current head of the Martial Arts Association.
However, he didn’t know that this newly elected head was also an old subordinate of Feng Tengyun.
He immediately followed Feng Tengyun’s instructions and imprisoned those several hundred people.
But Chen Feng now had no mind to worry about these matters.
Because he was facing a father-daughter emotional crisis with Shuangshuang.
Shuangshuang hadn’t spoken to him for a whole week.
Chen Feng also didn’t know how to explain to Shuangshuang about Su Yan.
...
As time passed.
Because of the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice’s backflow.
Many peak Martial Lords around the world, like Grandpa Jin, who were hindered by aging and unable to further their blood-and-qi cultivation, had originally believed they could never break through to Martial Sage in this lifetime.
Unexpectedly, during this period, they all broke through to Martial Sage.
In just a few months, dozens of Martial Sages have appeared worldwide.
...
As the end of the year approached.
The Daxia Martial Arts Association began announcing plans for the following year.
The first was to resume the martial arts competition system.
After the national competition,
there would be an added world competition.
At the same time, in the next year,
the World’s Most Powerful Martial Arts Tournament would also be held once again.
Not only that,
but the Food God Competition, added in honor of Yin Hu, would also be held again.
For a time,
the whole world was filled with a scene of prosperity.
However, the high-level officials of the Daxia Martial Arts Association were all frowning.
Because the new year meant that the ghost burial mounds would open again.
Although there was still more than half a year left,
the Martial Arts Association had already begun preparations for this event.
Chen Feng was also invited.
The Martial Arts Association’s idea was to have him persuade Yin Hu to help.
But when Chen Feng found Yin Hu, he got an unsatisfactory answer:
"You won’t be able to stop it anyway, so don’t waste my meal time."
"Even if you watch over the ghost burial mounds, people will still become Martial Gods in the future."
"Unless you can monitor the entire world and kill anyone who wants to become a Martial God the moment they do."
"Otherwise, these Martial Gods won’t forever accept being ruled by weaklings like you."
Hearing Yin Hu’s words,
Chen Feng also felt a headache.
Did they really have to kill anyone who tried to undergo the tribulation?
Without distinguishing good from evil?
Even if he could see through good and evil, he couldn’t guarantee that a good person wouldn’t start a war for the sake of freedom.
Without Yin Hu’s help,
the Martial Arts Association ultimately decided on a plan:
Require all those who had become Martial Sages to assemble on the night of July 15th at the Kunlun Mountains and guard the area until midnight.
At the same time, the Martial Arts Association would also send people to guard the mountain boundaries.
As for the candidates,
the Martial Arts Association was still screening them.
There were many spies from the Swallowing Heaven Club inside the association.
This had gradually become common knowledge internally.
For a time, it caused widespread unease.
But no better solution could be found,
so they could only form multiple teams to supervise each other.
On New Year’s Eve,
Chen Shuangshuang disappeared.
Just as Chen Feng was becoming frantic with worry,
he received a call from Su Yan.
"Shuangshuang will be with me until after the New Year, and then she’ll come back."
Chen Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But he immediately thought of something and quickly said to Su Yan:
"Su Yan, I know you want to open the ghost burial mound stone coffins."
"And the people you placed in the Martial Arts Association must have told you about the meeting records from that day."
"I don’t know if that Su Yuanshan is your father,
but you should know clearly how dangerous he is."
"Do you want Shuangshuang to live in a world where Martial Gods fight each other every day?"
Su Yan laughed:
"He’s your father-in-law nonetheless. Don’t you want to meet the in-laws?"
Chen Feng shouted angrily:
"Su Yan! Stop it!"
"Even for Shuangshuang’s sake."
Su Yan still teased:
"You are stopping a daughter from reviving her tragically deceased parents."
"If such a chance to revive a loved one were placed before you, would you give it up?"
If the ones who died were Yoo-hee or Vivi, would you choose to save them, or save this damned world?
uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
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...
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
