A door had opened in the Sword Sea ten thousand meters below.
There was a cultivator who had been waiting for this day, carefully counting until it arrived.
So he deliberately did not go out today.
Nowadays, Chen Xia's reputation had been completely demonized, even more terrifying than a bloodthirsty monster, appearing as someone who did evil without limits.
And there were indeed evil deeds that could be attributed to him.
The smaller ones included beating up the young masters from the same generation of emperors, who reportedly were left with psychological shadows in the imperial capital and Qiu Li.
Just how large these shadows were remained unknown.
Larger deeds included, as reported, when Chen Xia had demanded protection fees from all reserve disciples and young elders, beating whoever did not pay.
This led to almost every reserve disciple in each region giving Chen Xia money.
My goodness, while others had come to cultivate, Chen Xia had come to rob!
And there were even larger criminal acts, as it was said that Chen Xia had "borrowed" 300,000 Spirit Stones from various people in Blue Sky Sword Sea, under the pretext of borrowing.
While it sounded like borrowing, if anyone dared not lend, Chen Xia would threaten them with flying swords, and after obtaining the money, he would leave the flying sword with the lender.
Later, if anyone dared mention repaying, the flying sword would snap and take off their head.
Tsk tsk.
What overbearing and arrogant means.
These were not even the worst deeds. The biggest one that led to Chen Xia being jailed for 500 years was known to all the elders of Blue Sky Sword Sea.
He had cut off Qiong Qi's head.
It was said that Qiong Qi had only taunted him a few times, but Chen Xia held a grudge and after robbing the 300,000 Spirit Stones, he had forcibly bought Qiong Qi's head under the guise of business transaction.
That was the nicer way of putting it. The uglier version was also told.
That he had casually killed someone's valuable dog, and then paid compensation.
Since joining Blue Sky Sword Sea, Chen Xia had been there less than 400 years.
But he had already committed all kinds of evil acts like bullying the weak, illegal fundraising, robbery and extortion, and indiscriminate killing.
It was entirely fitting to call him extremely cruel and evil.
Thinking that Chen Xia came from a remote region, people could not help sighing that it was indeed true that impoverished mountains and vicious waters certainly bred villainous people.
This was also why the current Blue Sky Sword Sea cultivators did not dare to talk about Chen Xia - Qiong Qi's head had been cut off just for taunting him a few times.
They were far from comparable to Qiong Qi, so if they were to have their heads cut off just for talking about Chen Xia, it would truly be awful luck.
Today this great villain of Blue Sky Sea had been released from prison.
These past couple of days, the older cultivators generally did not go out, in case they drew Chen Xia's attention and he disliked you, what if he decided to cut off one of your arms?
Five hundred years ago Chen Xia could slay Qiong Qi who was at the 6th layer of the Boundless Sea realm.
How much more powerful must he be now after five hundred years?
These old cultivators did not even dare to think about it. In any case, those below the 6th layer of the Boundless Sea realm did not dare to go out, and were better off in closed door cultivation.
Those still leisurely strolling outside were mostly reserve disciples, still exploring methods of cultivation.
"There is a book of teachings in my home, if you don't mind, you can come to my humble abode to take a look." A plump reserve disciple said with a smile.
"Really?" The person he was speaking to was a tall and slender reserve disciple who looked very young with a handsome appearance.
The two were chatting enthusiastically, and would likely end up doing some more "vigorous activities" later.
Some other reserve disciples were discussing mystic arts, exchanging experiences with each other in hopes of making progress.
Li Yang stood on a high platform, with densely packed reserve disciples below.
These were all reserve disciples who supported Li Yang, also considered part of her camp.
"Upon entering the Mountain Moving realm, it's like taking the first half-step onto the Great Dao. The specific method of entering is probably to first determine your own Dao, then constantly comprehend it. This requires an accumulation of time, there are no shortcuts. You can slowly comprehend for now."
The reserve disciples below listened to these teachings, nodding their heads repeatedly, feeling that they made some sense.
They were all reserve disciples. Without elders to explain the path of cultivation, or the experience of predecessors to learn from,
Blue Sky Sword Sea never taught disciples. In the words of the founding Master,
No supreme emperor had ever been taught.
Those who were taught would, at most, be able to reach the level of a sage but would unlikely find their own path, only following the experiences of predecessors.
Therefore, these disciples of mediocre talent all came to listen to Li Yang's teachings. After all, among the current reserve disciples, Li Yang was one of the few at the Mountain Moving realm.
As for what was said about taught figures being unable to become supreme emperors and only able to reach the level of sages at best.
They did not think much of it. If they could attain sagehood, they would be quite happy.
Was sagehood lacking in any way?
There was only one sage in Blue Sky Sword Sea right now, who was also the sect master.
This showed that sagehood was extremely good, just not comparable to supreme emperor.
The place where Li Yang gave her teachings was close to the Heavenly Pavilion, at the edge of the reserve disciples' area, a quiet spot she had deliberately chosen.
"How can one find their own path?" A reserve disciple asked from below.
Li Yang patiently answered, "Probably by looking back at your journey so far, and thinking about the major events that influenced you."
"For instance, me - I was born in an inconsequential place in a domain. I started out alone from childhood, my status was low, but fortunately I was talented and quickly rose..."
Speaking to here, the corners of Li Yang's mouth curved up slightly again, "But of course good fortune doesn't last forever. In the following 30 years, I completely lost my talent and was humiliated by External Elder, who even gave me a dismissal notice to drive me out of the family."
"But there is wisdom in the saying - the river flows east for 30 years, then west for 30 years. They clearly never heard of it."
"Then in the following 30 years, it was finally time for me to have great fortune again. My rise was even swifter than before, more explosive than anyone from that place. I am the one in a million genius!"
"This was my experience. Whenever I think back on it, I gain insight and can't help sighing deeply."
When Li Yang spoke to here, her eyes narrowed with a reminiscing look.
If Chen Xia was present, he would probably ask:
Which version of Xiao Yan are you?
The reserve disciples below listened captivated, as if they had read through a fantasy novel of millions of words and were still immersed in aftertaste, reluctant to stop.
Next to them, a petite girl in a white skirt sat on a stool, hands propping up her face, smiling as she watched Li Yang.
Indeed, that's how it was.
She could testify.
At that time, no one in the clan thought anything of them, the two young girls huddled together for warmth, nearly freezing to death on that dark and icy night.
Fortunately they persevered and endured the pressure of fate.
It was also because of these experiences that the petite girl greatly disliked the offspring of prestigious families - the richer they were, the more she disliked them.
The sounds of discussion from the reserve disciples below grew louder and louder, the atmosphere more and more heated, as they took turns asking Li Yang questions.
At an unnoticed corner of the giant sword,
a figure slowly climbed up, drenched and wearing tattered clothes, wet hair plastered to his head, looking very disheveled.
Chen Xia moved the corners of his mouth, spitting out some of the original seawater, then moved them again and spat out a small fish.
Still feeling something was off, he smacked his lips a couple times, finally spitting out a trace of sword intent.
He looked towards the lively crowd with puzzled eyes.
Some kind of party?
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
