The Blue Sky Sword Sea had grown increasingly quiet in recent days.
Qiu Li had become the sole person in charge, constantly busy with one task after another, with no free time at all.
The vast Blue Sky Sword Sea couldn't find any other Saints.
This infuriated Qiu Li to the point of cursing.
"The Eight Saints of Azure Sky, what the hell are they? When something actually happens, not a single one of them can be found. Where the hell did they all go?"
Chi Yu, Emperor Capital, Li Yang, and Li Yue seemed to have run off together, and Qiu Li strongly suspected they had gone to the front lines.
Jia Bai, Huang Can, and Hu Linye, the three slackers, were the only ones he had seen recently, but they were unwilling to do any work, always finding ways to escape, and were utterly unreliable.
Now, Qiu Li was responsible for recruiting disciples, teaching, managing the library, the armory, construction around the Blue Sky Sword Sea, and repairing the Sword Sea itself. He was truly overwhelmed.
The only person he could talk to was the White Emperor at the gate.
Having a Great Saint guard the entrance was probably a luxury unique to the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
The White Emperor's temper had improved significantly. Not only did he greet people proactively, but he also took the initiative to clean up around the entrance.
He was a top-notch watchdog, with a strong sense of self-management.
As Qiu Li was busy, footsteps suddenly echoed in the main hall of the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
Chi Yu and the other three had returned together.
Emperor Capital scratched his head and smiled at Qiu Li, "Oh, didn't expect to see you so soon."
"What a coincidence," Chi Yu replied.
"What are you doing?" Li Yang asked.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm," Li Yue hummed softly.
Qiu Li stared at them in surprise, and after a long pause, he slammed his fist on the table next to him and shouted angrily, "Finally, you're back! Where the hell have you been?"
"Not much," Emperor Capital casually waved his hand and laughed, "Just went to the front lines, casually killed a few Great Saints, nothing major. In the end, I thought the Blue Sky Sword Sea still needed me, so I came back."
"Pretty much," Chi Yu added.
Qiu Li frowned and asked again, "You all went to the front lines?"
"Yes," the four nodded.
Qiu Li's frown deepened as he looked behind them and asked in a low, puzzled voice, "Then where's Chen Xia? Why didn't he come back with you? Is he hiding behind you trying to scare me?"
The four fell silent for a moment.
"Uh..." Emperor Capital chuckled, "Chen Xia said he'll be back later, letting us come back first."
"... " Qiu Li was silent. He had a hunch and lowered his head, exhaling a long breath before raising his head and laughing heartily, "Then I'll wait for him to return."
With Chen Xia.
The Blue Sky Sword Sea had a soul.
Inside a massive cauldron for refining elixirs, there was a violent commotion, as if something was causing a ruckus inside.
"What's going on?" Flowing Water Temple Master asked in confusion.
"Is Chen Xia fighting with the elixir?" Emperor Tianhe also looked puzzled.
The alchemists watched nervously, hearing the words of the two Emperors, feeling a bit disdainful in their hearts, thinking that the Emperors really didn't understand alchemy.
Alchemy was a technical craft, how could it be like fighting?
Would anyone really fight with an elixir?
Haha, that would be quite humorous.
Inside the giant cauldron.
Chen Xia held onto the elixir's essence, which had already taken the form of an elixir. His hands were covered in thunder, striking the essence repeatedly, while he chanted, "You beast, submit already!"
He had been influenced a bit too much by his second brain.
The elixir's essence struggled continuously, absorbing the Emperor's remnants from Chen Xia's sleeves, increasing its grade.
The higher the grade, the more rebellious the elixir became, eventually leading to a fight with Chen Xia.
He had indeed developed a novel method of alchemy.
Simply called the "Beating Method."
Outside, the cauldron had already begun to emit a fragrant aroma, with a hazy elixir form appearing, exuding an Emperor's aura.
"Is it really an Imperial Elixir?!" Flowing Water Temple Master was somewhat shocked.
The alchemists were even more excited, having witnessed the creation of an Imperial Elixir in their lifetime for the first time, which was the most sacred moment for them.
The cauldron erupted again with a loud bang, and the elixir form became even more solid.
However, there was no sign of disturbance in the heavens and earth, everything remained calm.
In the realm.
The dark clouds churned violently, as if they were surging like a tidal wave, with terrifying thunderbolts flickering within, shaking like a seizure.
"Damn, who is Chen Xia fighting with?" Wu Saint asked in confusion.
"It seems like it," Wang Yangzi frowned.
The spectacle was truly frightening.
The giant cauldron kept making strange noises. Inside, Chen Xia had firmly suppressed the elixir's essence, tightly gripping the nascent form of the Imperial Elixir in his hand, with thunder continuously pouring into it.
His hands trembled, and his sleeves fluttered wildly.
The elixir's essence grew thinner, all concentrating on the Imperial Elixir, which began to show patterns, remnants of various Emperors.
This was not just an Imperial Elixir, but an Imperial Elixir that had never been created in history!
It should be named by Chen Xia.
He clenched his fist tightly, his eyes completely blue, with thunder surging through his entire body, condensing the elixir's essence, forming the elixir.
The Emperor's aura reached its peak.
Chen Xia roared.
"Form!"
The dense blue thunder on his body turned completely white for a moment, the white thunder.
Boom!
The giant cauldron exploded, the elixir form scattered, and dust flew everywhere.
Chen Xia stood in the center, his right hand tightly gripping the Imperial Elixir, with white thunder rolling around his sleeves.
The Emperor's aura emanated from his hand, as the Imperial Elixir resisted.
"Don't move," Chen Xia clenched his hand, instantly stopping all the Emperor's aura and suppressing the Imperial Elixir's rebellion.
The white thunder flickered once more.
This was the thunder of a quasi-Emperor level, involving the thunder of creation.
Good night.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
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.
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.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
