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Phantom Prefecture.
The central base of the Ghost Officers in Huaxia.
In a packed church, a silver-haired pastor was reciting the Bible.
"Haaa~~~" A long yawn.
"Haa~~" Another long yawn.
"Haaa~~~" Mo Ziang leaned back against the chair, his messy hair hanging down, his long legs resting against the backrest. His calves dangled over the top of the chair, as if he were a bat hanging upside down from a tree.
"Tired?" asked a white-haired, red-eyed woman sitting next to him.
"Haaa~~~" Mo Ziang answered her with yet another long yawn.
The white-haired, red-eyed woman was named Luo Ying. Her arms were wrapped in white bandages, and she held a slightly curved long sword. Her features were delicate, and her demeanor was sharp and spirited.
"I'm leaving," Mo Ziang said, his calves tightening around the backrest as he curled up and prepared to jump over the chair.
Suddenly, Luo Ying's sword shot out, pressing against his abdomen and pinning him down, forcing him back into the chair.
"I don't want to hit a woman," Mo Ziang said, pretending to be angry as he glared at her.
"I don't want to hit you either," Luo Ying replied with a smile.
"Ahhhh—" Mo Ziang groaned, running his fingers through his already messy hair and making it even messier. Suddenly, he calmed down and looked at Luo Ying, who was smirking, and asked, "How much do I owe you? I'll pay you back!"
Mo Ziang was frustrated. He had finally found some free time to return to the base, only to be ambushed by Luo Ying before he could even go home to feed his succulent plants. She had dragged him here to listen to this old man recite the Bible.
He really didn’t understand why so many people came to listen to this old man talk about the Bible every day. Did they even understand what he was saying?
Luo Ying was momentarily stunned. Mo Ziang's train of thought was truly hard to follow. She shook her head with a chuckle and said, "Just sit for a while longer and keep me company."
"Wait!" Mo Ziang suddenly rolled off the chair and stood up, leaning in close to Luo Ying until their faces were almost touching.
Luo Ying was taken aback and leaned back slightly. "What is it?"
"I must owe you money! Or something else! Otherwise, you wouldn’t keep bothering me like this!" Mo Ziang declared with certainty.
He couldn’t remember when it started, but Luo Ying had begun striking up conversations with him and occasionally seeking him out. This made Mo Ziang suspect that she had some ulterior motive. The only thing he was sure of now was that he must have borrowed money from her at some point!
Luo Ying looked at Mo Ziang's pale, handsome face, which was now uncomfortably close to hers, and sighed, feeling that this man was beyond help.
Suddenly, Luo Ying blew a breath toward Mo Ziang. Feeling the sudden cool breeze and a faint fragrance, Mo Ziang quickly backed away, eyeing her warily.
Luo Ying sighed, stood up, and left. "If I don’t die on this mission, I’ll come find you again."
"Stay safe~" Mo Ziang suddenly called out cheerfully, waving like a happy child as he bid her farewell.
Though his farewell seemed casual, his wish for her safety was sincere.
"My succulent babies, don’t die! Daddy’s coming home to feed you!" Mo Ziang ran out of the church.
Back at his residence, Mo Ziang rummaged around and pulled out a large bag of fish food. He opened a cabinet and sprinkled the food over a thriving cactus inside.
"What’s the point of feeding fish food to a plastic plant?" a voice asked.
Mo Ziang turned around and saw a young man with his hand in the fish tank, stirring the water.
"Who are you?" Mo Ziang asked, genuinely puzzled. He had never seen this young man before.
"I am…" The young man turned his head, revealing a sinister smile, and his right eye glowed with a bright purple light. "A god!"
"A god…" Mo Ziang's innocent smile faded, and his eyes turned cold.
*Boom!*
A deafening explosion rang out as the residence was split in two by a massive blade of energy!
In the sky, the young man who had called himself a god looked slightly panicked, a drop of cold sweat running down his forehead. He stared at the residence that had been cleaved apart by the laws of the universe, his body turning ice-cold.
Are young people these days so disrespectful to gods? He hadn’t even had a chance to explain whether he was friend or foe before Mo Ziang attacked! He hadn’t even stated his purpose yet!
Suddenly, the sky filled with a dense swarm of crows! Crimson and black crows mixed together, blotting out the sun and letting out ominous cries that sent chills down one’s spine.
"Entering Huaxia without permission—death!" Mo Ziang drew a cross in the air with his finger, and the space around the young man instantly twisted!
"Damn it, you’re all lunatics!" the young man cursed as his arm was caught in the twisted space, compressed, and then blood sprayed out!
The young man didn’t seem to care. His figure suddenly vanished into thin air.
"What happened?" Luo Ying, who had just arrived, leaped onto the rooftop and stood beside Mo Ziang.
"...A god," Mo Ziang replied after a moment of silence.
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In the meeting room.
"He called himself a god, but his level is only at the Lamp Flame Realm. Although he’s a god, his true nature is just a messenger of the gods," said the leader of the Night Watchers.
"So, what do you think this messenger of the gods is doing in Huaxia?" asked Sun Quanliang, the leader of the Ghost Officers.
He was one of the more reasonable leaders among the Ghost Officers, so he was usually the one sent to represent them at meetings.
"What else would a messenger of the gods do in Huaxia? A messenger’s job is to deliver messages," the Night Watcher leader said with a smile. "He approached Mo Ziang first instead of trying to communicate with Huaxia directly…"
The others nodded in realization.
Although the topic of discussion was about "gods," which seemed fantastical, none of them doubted the existence of gods.
After all, Huaxia’s records did mention the appearance of "gods" in the past!
Moreover, a few years ago, when a spatial portal was opened, Chu Yang and his wandering troupe entered it and actually witnessed the true form of a god!
"The messenger has something to say to Mo Ziang, but we also need to establish contact with the messenger. After Mo Ziang injured him, the messenger didn’t retaliate, which suggests he doesn’t intend to be hostile toward Huaxia."
"So, we should avoid unnecessary conflict. Communication is best. We don’t need to make an enemy of a god."
"But Mo Ziang injured the messenger. The reason the messenger didn’t fight back might be because he didn’t receive orders from the god. What if he returns and gets permission to retaliate? What if he tries to kill Mo Ziang?"
The room fell silent as they realized the gravity of the situation.
A god was an immensely imposing existence. Mo Ziang had dared to injure the messenger sent by a god, which was akin to challenging the god’s authority. Gods did not tolerate defiance!
"Hahaha… You’re afraid of this?" A handsome monk, who had been silent until now, suddenly burst into laughter. His eyes gleamed with greed as he said, "Do you realize how vast the laws a god possesses must be?"
The room was silent for a moment before someone asked, "Are we supposed to abandon Mo Ziang?"
Gods were beings that stood above all living creatures. Their level of power was undoubtedly beyond anything they could currently comprehend. Moreover, since gods wielded the laws of the universe, their power was unquestionably immense!
The idea of stopping a god from killing Mo Ziang was almost impossible.
"No!" someone shouted. "Mo Ziang can’t die! He has the potential to surpass the Rolling Flame Realm! He’s the future of Huaxia! If he dies, Huaxia won’t be able to face the coming calamities!"
Almost everyone nodded in agreement. Mo Ziang, Su Ze, and a few others whose names hadn’t been mentioned were the seeds Huaxia was nurturing with great care. They were the future of Huaxia!
"Even if we have to make an enemy of a god, we must protect Mo Ziang!" someone said solemnly. "What’s a god? Can’t they die too?"
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!
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!
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
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.
