Duan Fei rushed forward in order to prevent being killed by his fellow sect members.
"I'll hold it off, you guys retreat!"
Over a dozen people said in unison: "Good, hold on for as long as you can."
Duan Fei was stunned: "Shouldn't you be showing reluctance and grief?"
"You know clearly what kind of person you were before, how could we bear to stop you now that you're finally acting like a man?"
"Go on, Wu Senior Brother! We support you in spirit."
Wu Haosheng rushed towards the demonic beast desperately: "Demonic beast, I'll have your life!"
As Wu Hao charged forward prepared to die, there was a flash of lightning and thunder, sending dust flying.
Several dozen people jumped out from the dense forest and started violently beating the fifth-order demonic beast.
Wu Hao forgot to even put down the sword he had raised.
He turned back to look at the dozen or so fellow sect members behind him, who were watching the show with amusement, not having any intention of escaping at all.
"How did he even manage to live until now?"
"I've been wondering the same thing. With his intellect, how did he become so renowned before?"
"He's changed recently, but it seems his intellect has become even lower."
"I think it's the power of love."
"That makes sense."
The fifth-order demonic beast roared and snarled to no avail, suffering attacks of swords, fire, lightning, and mystic arts of the five elements.
In the end, still unwilling and stifled, it died.
After finishing the job, the rest was left for the people coming later to handle.
Xiao Chenfeng looked at Duan Fei, who was still holding up his sword, and asked doubtfully: "What's with the pose? What are you trying to do holding up that sword?"
Duan Fei awkwardly put down the sword and explained: "I just wanted to help!"
Over a dozen people walked over and saluted: "Greetings, Elder Brother Xiao."
Xiao Chenfeng nodded lightly: "Mm. Except for Ye Xuan, Liu YuXin and Zhang WanLing, almost everyone is here. Let's go deeper to find higher-order demonic beasts!"
Duan Fei perked up and volunteered: "Eldest Senior Brother, I'll lead the way. I'm familiar with this area."
Someone mocked: "He's quite familiar indeed. I think he's more familiar with running his mouth!"
"I feel there's no need to find them. With Senior Brother Duan's mouth, he can attract the demonic beasts over."
The others nodded in agreement: "That could work."
Duan Fei jumped up angrily from their ridicule: "That was just coincidence. I'll say 'come here, sixth-order demonic beast,' will it come or not?"
As he spoke, he shouted towards the surroundings: "Sixth-order demonic beast, come here!"
"See, nothing came! I told you it was just coincidence."
"Roar!" A beast's roar frightened Duan Fei into jumping three feet high.
Everyone looked at him together: "Jinx."
Duan Fei aggrievedly ran to a tree to sulk.
As everyone prepared to fight, Wang Ziyan led a group of female disciples over.
"Eldest Senior Brother, you guys killed another fifth-order demonic beast!"
Xiao Chenfeng calmly said: "There may soon be a sixth-order one added. But we'll need your help."
Sima Ruoxue vowed confidently: "Where's the sixth-order beast? I'll smash it to bits."
Everyone pointed in the direction the sound had come from: "Go ahead!"
Sima Ruoxue immediately rushed in that direction. She came back quickly too.
"It really was a sixth-order demonic beast. I lured it over."
Everyone was speechless: You call that luring it over? You clearly fled back desperately from its chase!
Xiao Chenfeng raised his sword: "Get to work."
"Let's start."
Then, a violent gust kicked up at the scene, with lightning and thunder flashing through.
Sima Ruoxue even took up a small tree and went to pound the beast with it.
Although the sixth-order demonic beast was comparable to an early Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, it couldn't beat the group's greater numbers and magic treasures, on top of their physical attacks.
The sixth-order demonic beast struggled desperately to no avail, and reluctantly met its end here.
Its last thoughts before death were: "Have Golden Core cultivators nowadays become so vicious? They used to flee at the sight of me!"
"Next time I definitely won't provoke these cultivators moving in groups. I was just unlucky this time."
Looking at the slain demonic beast, everyone gained a deeper understanding of the power of unity.
Wang Ziyan asked: "Eldest Senior Brother, shall we go look for a seventh-order demonic beast?"
Xiao Chenfeng considered briefly: "No need. Let's just hunt demonic beasts in this region."
"Alright."
Time passed quickly, and before they realized, it was already the sixth day.
"Eldest Senior Brother, how should we split the cores?" Wang Ziyan asked.
Xiao Chenfeng turned to look at everyone: "What are your thoughts?"
"I think we should just take a few cores each, and give the rest all to one person. That way, we can compete for the first place rewards."
"I agree with this approach. Not only can we obtain the first place rewards, it also doesn't impact our sect's overall score."
"The question is, who do we give them to?"
Everyone expressed their opinions. They were stumped on the issue of who to give the cores to.
Xiao Chenfeng spoke: "The Eldest Senior Brothers of each Peak cannot take them. I'm sure you all understand why."
Everyone nodded.
"Then how about we give them to the youngest junior sister? What do you all think?"
"I agree."
"I agree too."
In the end, the choice fell upon Sima Ruoxue.
Wang Ziyan patted her shoulder: "I'm rooting for you."
Sima Ruoxue promised: "When I obtain the rewards, we can cultivate the martial skills together. For the spiritual medicines, we can sell them for spirit stones and split those. For the pills, we can have internal sales, then split the spirit stones. What do you think?"
No one objected. It was better than being unable to rank and obtain any rewards after all.
Xiao Chenfeng surveyed the group and asked: "Where's Duan Fei?"
The crowd made way, revealing Duan Fei sulking behind a tree.
Duan Fei felt extremely depressed. These past few days, everyone forbade him from doing anything, only allowing him to make use of his jinxing ability.
His nickname had changed from the previous "Scumbag" to the current "Jinx".
Xiao Chenfeng walked over: "There's still some time left. Hurry up and get to work."
Duan Fei even felt like dying.
What had Ye Xuan's group of three been doing the past few days? Of course, killing monsters and robbing them.
When it was almost time to leave the secret realm, Liu YuXin and Zhang WanLing gave all of their obtained demon cores to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan definitely could not accept them! He returned some to the two women, because he believed the amount he had obtained was enough for the three to compete for the top three spots.
When the time was up, over four hundred proud geniuses of heaven were transmitted out. Most of the others had already been sent out in advance by Ye Xuan.
Those not from the Qingyun Sword Sect had gathered together early on. Some of them had also been sent out early by Ye Xuan.
When it came time to hand in the cores, there was only one disciple per sect who had an exceptionally large number of cores. The rest only had a few first-order demonic beast cores, of course not including Ye Xuan's group.
"First place, Sima Ruoxue with 265,331 cores. Second place, Wu Hao with 215,637 cores ...... Seventh place, Ye Xuan with 145,617 cores. Eighth place, Zhang WanLing with 21,351 cores. Ninth place, Liu YuXin with 19,732 cores. Tenth place..."
(Whether sixth-order demonic beast cores or third-order cores, everything was converted to first-order cores, with the ratio being 1:10 per order)
Hearing these rankings, Ye Xuan simply couldn't believe it. He roared furiously: "I refuse to accept this. You're all cheating!"
Li Qingfeng now wished he could strangle this brainless Ye Xuan to death.

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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?!

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.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!